Chapter 459 – Redemption Doesn't Pay Dividends
He looked at himself in the mirror. Naked. Raw. Horns gleaming. Skin littered with heat and history. Eyes that had seen too much, wanted more, and never apologized.
"Greed," he said quietly.
It wasn't a curse.
It was a crown.
He smirked at his reflection. "Redemption doesn't pay dividends."
He turned away from the mirror, strode into his room without even bothering to dress fully, just dragging on black slacks and leaving the rest bare.
If Celestaria wanted him… she'd get this.
Sin incarnate. With sarcasm and scars.
Because Sira was right.
He was the only Greed-born in his line.
Crown prince of indulgence.
Sin's favorite strategist.
And no goddess—not even the kindest—could ever make that holy.
