Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation

Chapter 646 – Sexier

Lux, rather than lounging in his mansion, was now deep inside Ely’s private wellness retreat.

It was one of the few sanctuaries he trusted with his mood, mostly because Ely herself had designed it. Spa. Sauna. Pool. Gym. Secluded, luxurious, surrounded by enchanted flora that filtered the air. The kind of place where the riches came to detox... or hide.

It was late morning. Almost 11 AM.

He’d only been in the Avariel estate for an hour. Just long enough to see Ariel smile again, to hold her in his arms, to soothe the tension in her voice. But once he left... yeah. The weight came back. Fast.

He didn’t go home. What for?

Lullaby was probably still asleep, slung over four pillows like a lazy doll with too many dreams.

And Lux?

He needed space.

Needed to cool his head.

Needed to think.

And more than that...

He needed information on one man.

[Tracking Vincent Albrecht... no current signal.]

[Status: Elusive. Target last seen in Aramoor Sector 6. Estimated time away from mansion: 3 KM.]

[Likelihood of bedding multiple women: 97.4%]

[Estimated STDs dodged: ???]

Lux growled.

That bastard. That imposter. He still hadn’t returned to his so called mansion. The one Lux planned to hijack, publicly, dramatically, and legally.

And what was Vincent doing instead?

Sleeping around. Using Lux’s name.

He was ready to tear someone apart.

So yeah. He stripped off everything but his black swim trunks and dove into the pool.

The water was cool. The pool enchanted. Light sparkled through the glass ceiling in rays that danced like mermaids on vacation. The smell of sea-salt eucalyptus filled the air. The music was low. Subtle.

The space was also filled with trophy wives. Widowed duchesses. Second-generation heirs with family names and no self-control.

And the moment Lux hit the water?

Eyes locked.

His aura, suppressed at first, flared just enough with each lap.

That infernal incubus signature.

The rhythm of his breath. The ripple of toned muscle in slow turns. The water sliding down his back.

It was enough.

[System Notice: 14 women have taken interest in your presence.]

[8 are MILFs. 3 are heirs. 2 have cheated in the last 48 hours.]

[1 just updated her contraceptive charm.]

Lux ignored it.

He swam. Hard. Fast. One lap. Then another.

Trying to outrun the itch beneath his skin. The rage. The tension.

Trying to not remember the mental image of himself, or a cheap copy of himself, slathered in lipstick marks in some open-top luxury car, throwing insults at butlers and fucking anything with a ring.

He didn’t slow. Not until...

”You.”

A voice. Feminine. Honeyed with tension. Sharp with accusation.

He stopped mid-lap and turned.

A woman stood near the pool edge. Tall. Curvy. Designer bikini, dripping diamonds. Her eyes wide. Offended. Hungry. Confused.

”Last night, you seduced me,” she said, stepping closer. ”And now you’re pretending you don’t even know me?”

Lux stared. Full turn. Head tilted.

She gasped softly.

Something was off.

This one... looked like the man she met. The same dark hair. Same skin. Same sharp jaw.

But this version?

This one had colder eyes. Sharper energy. The way he moved when he stood up from the pool, it wasn’t flirtation. It was control.

His body looked carved by wrath, water dripping down sculpted abs like he’d been summoned from vengeance itself.

And the black swim trunks? Tight. Too tight. They clung low on his hips, outlining the thick shape of his cock, still limp, but impossible to ignore. Heavy. Impressive. Measurable. And if that was the size at rest... the women watching didn’t need much imagination to picture what it would look like hard. Some nearly dropped their drinks. One whimpered.

And when he walked toward her?

Her knees almost buckled.

She wasn’t alone either.

Other women, lounging nearby, lifted their sunglasses. Whispered. Shifted. Adjusted their thighs. This wasn’t the same man. This wasn’t the same Lux.

He was angrier. Sexier. Real.

”What did you say?” he asked quietly, voice like sin pressed into velvet.

”I... you...” she stuttered. ”Y-you met me last night at the Ember Lounge...”

He stepped closer. Wet footprints behind him. A storm in silence.

”Tell me about it,” he said.

She blinked rapidly. ”Y-you don’t remember?”

”No,” Lux said flatly. ”Because I’ve never seen you before in my life.”

She blinked again. ”But you were there. You danced with me. Whispered to me. Took me back to—”

”I was out of the city for a week,” he cut in. ”Business. No parties. No clubs. No ’whispering’.”

Her mouth opened. Then closed.

He tilted his head. ”And suddenly I come back and there’s gossip? About me seducing married women? About me trashing staff and being spotted in every corner of the city?”

”I—I...”

He stepped even closer. ”You were tricked. Or too stupid to tell the difference.”

Her eyes welled. ”I’m not stupid...”

He smiled thinly. ”Then tell me... was the man who slept with you cruel or kind?”

She hesitated.

”Did he say anything real? Did he listen to you? Or did he just take what he wanted?”

Then she gasped.

Lux sighed. He didn’t like this part. The aftermath of the copycat. The trail of broken pride and guilt and wrecked reputations.

”I’m sorry,” he said quietly. ”You’re not the only one.”

She looked up, startled.

”There’s a man out there wearing my face,” Lux continued. ”But he doesn’t have my heart. He doesn’t have my name. He just borrowed it. And now I’m going to take it back.” ℴ

She sniffled. ”He... he said you weren’t into commitment...”

Lux stared. ”I’m into truth. That’s all.”

She turned and walked away, half-broken, but not destroyed. Her hands searched foe her phone and she, frantically, tried to text or call someone.

Lux turned back toward the pool. The others were still watching. Whispering.

[Attraction level increased by 21%.]

[5 women mentally replaying you emerging from the pool.]

He closed his eyes. Inhaled. Exhaled.

Then dove back into the water.

One lap.

Then another.

His eyes locked on the previous woman, watching her reaction. And depending on that, he would take action. Either send Corvus to follow her or... calm her down and make her his bait.