Chapter 818 – Primordial Sin Effects [Part 2]
Lux huffed out a laugh.
"Damn right."
He pushed off the wall, turning the water off.
Steam lingered as he stepped out, grabbing a towel, drying himself slowly.
Not rushed.
Not distracted.
Just… present.
That was new.
Usually, there was always something running in his head.
Calculations. Risks. Moves. Countermoves.
Now?
There was still that.
But quieter.
Like background noise instead of the main event.
He walked back into the room.
Still a mess.
Still chaos.
Still… warm.
The air hadn't lost it yet, that faint lingering heat, the kind that clung to skin and sheets and memories like it didn't want to leave. It wasn't overwhelming. Just present. Like a quiet reminder of what the night had been.
Lux stepped in, barefoot, careful again, because apparently his room had officially evolved into a trap dungeon.
He exhaled lightly, running a hand through his damp hair.
A presence.
Behind him.
Close.
