Chapter 476 – Guilt
Dark emerald. Almost black in low light, but shimmered green-gold when the light hit just right. The jacket was high-collared, slightly asymmetrical, with gold thread in the seams and subtle obsidian trim. Tailored to glide over his shoulders like it had been stitched by sin itself. The inner lining was red. Not bright. Blood-wine.
And the accessories?
A golden pin shaped like the sigil of Greed's house—Vaelthorn's spiral horn, subtle but unmistakable. A pocket square that looked like folded currency. And the cufflinks? Diamonds shaped like coins.
It was perfect.
He set it aside carefully on the valet stand. His eyes caught the shine of the lapel and he smiled.
That's what he'd wear later.
To seduce the room in one glance.
To make Jeremy Delmar's soul whimper under his boots.
But for now… he had time. And Lux? Lux always circled back to one thing when there was free time.
Work.
He sighed and rolled his eyes at himself. "Vacation," he muttered.
