Chapter 200 – Personal Stake
Lylith's smile disappeared for a beat. Her mask cracked—barely—but it was enough for him to see it.
Respect.
And maybe… a tiny hint of desire.
Because it wasn't the line that got her.
It was the nerve.
"You're dangerous," she murmured.
Lux's grin widened. "I'm worse when I'm bored."
She chuckled softly, her tail curling again beneath her.
"You want a personal stake?"
"Exactly."
Her voice went softer now, more measured. "And if I give it?"
"Then you get me." He paused. "For the night."
She tilted her head. "One night?"
"Yes."
Another pause. Longer this time.
Lylith finally set her goblet down again, this time with finality. She stood—not fully, but tall enough to bring her face level with his. Coils rising beneath her like a throne lifting its empress.
"You're not like the others," she said, quietly.
"No," he agreed. "That's kind of the point."
Their eyes met.
Red to gold.
Queen to devil.
