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Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation

Chapter 720: I Mind Being Reduced · Nov 13, 2026

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701 Chapter 701: Your Survival Priorities are Disturbing 2026-11-13
702 Chapter 702: Illusion Battlefield 2026-11-13
703 Chapter 703: Tragic Hero VS ill Fated Young Master [Part 1] 2026-11-13
704 Chapter 704: Tragic Hero VS ill Fated Young Master [Part 2] 2026-11-13
705 Chapter 705: Above Our Pay Grade 2026-11-13
706 Chapter 706: Harmonic Ledger 2026-11-13
707 Chapter 707: You People and Your Lawful Arrest Priorities 2026-11-13
708 Chapter 708: Celestial BDSM Kink 2026-11-13
709 Chapter 709: Protocol Requires Confirmation 2026-11-13
710 Chapter 710: Interrogation Room 2026-11-13
711 Chapter 711: Not Controllable 2026-11-13
712 Chapter 712: Corrupt Bureaucracy, Balanced Bureaucracy 2026-11-13
713 Chapter 713: Fear is Inefficient 2026-11-13
714 Chapter 714: The High Judicial 2026-11-13
715 Chapter 715: You are Troubled 2026-11-13
716 Chapter 716: Night Club 2026-11-13
717 Chapter 717: Lap Dancers 2026-11-13
718 Chapter 718: I Don’t Mix Impulse with Obligation 2026-11-13
719 Chapter 719: Hard to Handle 2026-11-13
720 Chapter 720: I Mind Being Reduced 2026-11-13
721 Chapter 721: That’s Not How Worry Works 2026-11-13
722 Chapter 722: Do You Want It? 2026-11-13
723 Chapter 723: Jealousy isn’t in My Dictionary 2026-11-13
724 Chapter 724: I Recalculated 2026-11-13
725 Chapter 725: Losing Control 2026-11-13
726 Chapter 726: You Don’t Fear My Enemies 2026-11-13
727 Chapter 727: I Ruined Strip Clubs For You 2026-11-13
728 Chapter 728: Release 2026-11-13
729 Chapter 729: I Will Liquefy You 2026-11-13
730 Chapter 730: Paranoia Keeps Me Alive 2026-11-13
731 Chapter 731: The King’s Hall 2026-11-13
732 Chapter 732: Do You Seek My Throne? 2026-11-13
733 Chapter 733: Loyalty Test 2026-11-13
734 Chapter 734: Minor Losses 2026-11-13
735 Chapter 735: I’m an Honest Greed 2026-11-13
736 Chapter 736: No One Could Take What I Have Built 2026-11-13
737 Chapter 737: My Son Almost Died 2026-11-13
738 Chapter 738: Dominion Field 2026-11-13
739 Chapter 739: Fusion 2026-11-13
740 Chapter 740: The Eye of Truth 2026-11-13
741 Chapter 741: Everything is Negotiable 2026-11-13
742 Chapter 742: My Baby 2026-11-13
743 Chapter 743: Not a Useless Lord of Greed 2026-11-13
744 Chapter 744: You Smell Like Infernal Discharge 2026-11-13
745 Chapter 745: The Sword of Damocles 2026-11-13
746 Chapter 746: I’m Still Operating in Vacation Mode 2026-11-13
747 Chapter 747: Scapegoat Positioning 2026-11-13
748 Chapter 748: Beyond Reach 2026-11-13
749 Chapter 749: A Place 2026-11-13
750 Chapter 750: Unfinished Business 2026-11-13

”It’s not a crime,” Lux said. ”It’s inefficient.”

Fiera rolled her eyes. ”There it is. The CFO logic.”

He smirked faintly.

”I thought,” he admitted after a pause, ”that getting a lap dancer might reduce my stress. Physical stimulus. Environmental distraction. Money removes tension from the equation.”

”And?” she asked.

”And it worked about four percent.”

She choked slightly on her drink. ”Four percent?”

”System estimate.”

She stared at him. ”…You measured it?”

”I measure everything.”

She leaned back, tail flicking lazily behind her.

”I see…”

He swirled his wine, watching the deep red catch the dim lighting.

”But the part where they were only there for the money?” he added quietly. ”That’s the turn off. I don’t mind being desired. I mind being reduced.”

Fiera’s expression softened slightly.

”You’re a billionaire,” she said flatly. ”People are going to reduce you.”

”Not the ones I keep,” he replied.

That hung in the air.

She didn’t argue.

Instead, she shifted slightly closer on the couch.

”That female fox earlier…” Lux said after a moment. ”Is Aelitha, right?”

Fiera’s jaw tightened.

”…Yeah.”

He raised a brow. ”Making problems again?”

She exhaled sharply through her nose.

”I saw it…” she said. ”The live stream.”

Lux took a sip of wine. ”Did she go to Vincent Albrecht?”

Fiera snorted. ”Oh, she tried.”

He looked at her more directly now.

”She demanded compensation from the Albrecht family for her pregnancy,” Fiera continued. ”Claimed it was his.”

”And?”

”And she got turned down too.”

Lux hummed. ”The Albrechts are facing bankruptcy. Can’t blame them.”

”Yep. Vincent’s scandal tanked their last liquidity buffer. Investors pulled out. The family’s scrambling.”

Lux’s eyes gleamed faintly. A smirk bloomed.

”I heard.”

Fiera leaned forward, elbows resting on her knees.

”Our family investigated her claim,” she continued. ”Because honestly? Her testimony sounded like garbage.”

”Too convenient,” Lux said.

”Too fast,” Fiera corrected. ”The pregnancy timeline didn’t add up. We ran tests.”

”And?”

”She faked it.”

Lux’s lips curved faintly.

”I assumed.”

Fiera gave him a sideways look. ”You assumed?”

”The acceleration in her story was sloppy,” he replied calmly. ”Emotionally dramatic but structurally weak.”

”She bought a fake scan,” Fiera said. ”Paid some back-alley medic to fabricate it. When we confronted her…”

”She ran.”

”Yeah.”

Lux leaned back again, exhaling slowly.

”And now she’s here,” he said.

Fiera nodded. ”I just got the alert. She maxed out her card. Drinking like crazy. Refusing to go home.”

”So those men—”

”Family bodyguards,” Fiera confirmed. ”We weren’t going to let her spiral publicly again.”

Lux glanced toward the hallway.

”She looked mess up.”

”She always does when consequences show up,” Fiera replied dryly.

He studied her profile.

”You care.”

She shot him a look. ”She’s an idiot. But she’s still family.”

Fiera hadn’t meant for her voice to soften at the end, but it did anyway.

Lux studied her for a moment. Not in that detached, analytical way he looked at dancers. This was different. Slower. Almost thoughtful.

”I guess,” he said quietly, ”you have a kind heart.”

Fiera blinked.

”…Excuse me?”

He leaned back casually. ”You came personally. You didn’t delegate it to a manager or a lawyer. That’s not efficient.”

She rolled her eyes, trying to hide the small flutter in her chest. ”Not everything has to be efficient.”

He gave her that faint, dangerous little smile. ”It usually does.”

She ignored how warm her face suddenly felt and took a sip of champagne.

”…Thanks,” she muttered.

Then she straightened slightly, expression turning more serious.

”Lux,” she said, clearing her throat. ”I’m sorry. For all the mess Aelitha caused.”

He tilted his head slightly.

”She dragged your name everywhere. Media. Streams. That ridiculous pregnancy stunt.” Fiera’s ears dipped briefly. ”Our family will clear your name properly. We’ll make an official statement.”

Lux stared at her for two seconds.

Then he laughed.

Not a polite chuckle.

An actual laugh.

Fiera frowned. ”What?”

”I already bought the media,” he said.

She blinked.

”…Your PR team?”

”No.”

”You bribed them?”

He laughed again, shaking his head. ”Bribe?”

She narrowed her eyes. ”Don’t tell me you intimidated them.”

”I bought the companies.”

Silence.

”…Companies?” she repeated slowly.

”Three of them.”

Her brain stalled.

”…Three,” she echoed.

He emptied his wine glass and set it down casually, like he’d just said he bought coffee.

”If you need some narration,” he added lightly, ”I could create it for you.”

Fiera stared at him.

Speechless.

Her brain replayed the sentence several times.

You bought… three media companies.

”I thought you only did your family’s funeral business,” she said weakly.

Because that was what everyone thought.

Lux Vaelthorn.

Funeral conglomerate CFO.

Quietly rich.

Slightly intimidating.

But still… niche.

He smirked.

”Nah. I have a bank now.”

She froze.

”…A bank.”

”And three media companies.”

Her ears twitched.

”Oh, and a small VR game development studio.”

Her champagne almost slipped from her fingers.

”W-What?”

He shrugged. ”I was bored.”

She stared at him like he’d just told her he owned the moon.

”You were bored.”

”I had money,” he said simply. ”So… why not?”

Her entire mental framework about this man cracked in half.

She’d known he was rich.

But this?

”You just… buy industries when you’re bored?” she asked faintly.

”Diversification,” he corrected calmly.

She leaned back into the couch, tail twitching erratically.

”Lux,” she said slowly, ”do you realize how insane that sounds?”

He poured himself another drink.

”Completely.”

”And you’re just casually sitting here in a strip club.”

”Like now,” he said, lifting the glass. ”Yes.”

She stared at him.

”You’re bored?”

”No,” he replied.

”Then why are you here?”

He swirled the wine once, thinking.

”Because if I go home in this condition,” he said calmly, ”they’ll tie me up again.”

Fiera blinked.

”…What.”

He took a sip.

”On the bed.”

Her brain short-circuited.

”W-Wait,” she sputtered. ”You got tied up?”

He nodded casually.

”For a week.”

Her entire body went rigid.

Her imagination, traitor that it was, filled in the blanks immediately.

Mira.

Naomi.

Rava.

Ely.

All of them surrounding him.

Lux tied to a bed.

Her face burned instantly.

”Shame no one rode me though,” he added with complete seriousness.

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