Chapter 87 – Better Options Exist
"Would you like it moved to the underground garage?"
"Nah," Lux said, swinging a leg over and settling into the seat like it was made for him. "I'll take it from here."
The moment he touched the handlebar, the bike hummed. The scent of ozone, infernal oil, and magic swirled in the air.
One of the staff members swallowed hard. "It's… warm."
"She's excited," Lux said, grinning.
He revved once. The engine didn't growl—it purred. Deep. Powerful. Confident.
Lux looked at the receptionist who'd called earlier. "Thanks for the wake-up call."
The man blinked. "You… sound very rested, sir."
Lux's smile was pure devil. "You have no idea."
And with that, he sped off—gold accents gleaming, hotel staff staring, and one girl from the elevator peeking through the glass doors like she'd just witnessed something sacred.
Lux didn't look back.
