Chapter 259 – Fixer
He crossed the room slowly, his shoes clicking against marble. He stopped in front of the three of them and gave them each a look. Not just a boss glance. A CFO glare.
"All right," Lux said, folding his arms. "Time for job descriptions."
He pointed to Lyra first.
"You're my Head Housekeeper now. That includes laundry, interior maintenance, supply chain oversight—" he made a sweeping hand motion "—and since I'm not hiring a separate cook, you're also the Chef. I don't need gourmet. I need edible. Occasionally sexy. Naomi likes light things. Rava doesn't eat anything too spicy. Sira…" he hesitated, then grimaced, "...just eats to flex dominance. You'll figure it out."
Lyra smiled, strings dancing between her fingers. "I'll create a rotating meal plan based on preference, blood sugar levels, and health indicators."
"That's exactly the energy I'm looking for," Lux replied flatly. "Welcome to the position."
He turned to Fenrir.
