Chapter 412 – Come Worship Me
The café was all polished marble tables, little wrought-iron chairs, and that faint smell of roasted beans mixed with sugar and fruit. The kind of place that existed for beautiful people to be seen being beautiful. Of course, Lux chose it without a second thought. Of course, Sira followed without hesitation. And of course, Ariel ended up sandwiched between them like some anxious garnish on a royal feast platter.
Lux leaned back in his chair, the late morning sun catching in his dark hair, making it gleam with gold undertones. He looked like he belonged here, like the entire café was just a backdrop painted to compliment him. His hand curled around his cup of coffee—black, no sugar, no cream—like velvet sin distilled into liquid. He sipped slowly, jaw tightening just slightly at the bitter taste. He liked it that way. A bite to keep him grounded.
