Chapter 953 – I Will Bet My Family Name
The evening came.
And the mansion was louder than usual.
Not chaotic in the "someone attacked, activate barriers, Fenrir please remove that corpse from the garden" way.
More like… life.
Life with too many powerful women in one house and one overworked incubus pretending this was still a vacation.
First, all of Lux's women had returned home.
Naomi had arrived with that polished mortal-heiress elegance, wearing a dress that made her look soft enough for dinner and sharp enough to fire an entire board of directors if they annoyed her.
Rava came after her, ocean-blue hair loose over her shoulder, carrying the quiet confidence of a kraken heiress who could smile gently while drowning someone's business empire.
Mira had returned with her usual dragon pride, looking like every step she took was a statement of bloodline superiority.
