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Chapter 722: Do You Want It? · 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

Chapter 722 – Do You Want It?

He spoke again without even looking at her.

”Wanna touch it?”

Her brain stalled.

”...Huh?”

He finally turned his head, eyes calm, almost teasing.

”You keep looking at me,” he said simply. ”You can touch it. I don’t mind.”

Her entire body went rigid.

”I—I was not—”

”You were.”

She stared at him.

He gestured faintly to his chest.

”Those lap dancers touched me,” he continued. ”Kind of disappointing, honestly.”

Her mouth opened slightly.

”Disappointing?” she repeated. ”They’re pros.”

”Yes,” he said. ”But I felt like a genie lamp.”

She blinked.

”...What?”

”Rub me,” he said dryly, ”and I’ll give you money.”

She almost laughed despite herself.

”But you did that,” she pointed out.

”I did,” he agreed. ”Because it was transactional. That’s normal.”

He leaned back again.

”Maybe that’s why I was disappointed.”

She frowned slightly.

”...Then why are you letting me?”

He looked at her for a long second.

And this time there was no teasing in his eyes.

”Because yours is curiosity,” he said quietly.

Her breath caught.

Curiosity.

Not greed.

Not calculation.

Not leverage.

Curiosity.

Her fingers twitched against her knee.

He didn’t rush her.

Didn’t lean closer.

Didn’t grab her hand.

He just sat there.

Waiting.

The air between them felt thick.

Dangerous.

She swallowed.

”...You’re unbelievable,” she muttered.

”And yet you’re still here.”

She shot him a look.

”That doesn’t mean anything.”

”Sure.”

She glared.

He smirked.

She inhaled slowly.

Fine.

Fine!

It was just touching his chest.

Not illegal.

Not scandalous.

Probably.

She shifted slightly closer.

Her hand hovered.

Her brain screamed.

’Don’t.’

’Do not.’

Abort mission.

But her hand betrayed her.

Her fingers brushed lightly against his chest.

Warm.

Firm.

Solid.

She inhaled sharply without meaning to.

He didn’t move.

Didn’t flex.

Didn’t make a sound.

Her fingers slid lower, almost against her own will.

Over the defined line of his abs.

The muscles tightened faintly beneath her touch.

Not aggressive.

Just alive.

Her tail flicked nervously.

”You’re shaking,” he observed calmly.

”I am not.”

”You are.”

She glared up at him.

”Stop analyzing me.”

”You’re fascinating.”

That did not help.

Her hand rested against his abdomen now.

She was very aware of how close she was.

Very aware of the faint warmth radiating from him.

Her imagination was not helping.

”You’re thinking again,” he murmured.

”I hate you,” she said weakly.

”You don’t.”

Unfortunately, he was correct.

She slid her hand back up quickly, retreating like she’d touched fire.

”That’s enough,” she declared.

He raised a brow.

”Sure?”

”Yes.”

”You didn’t even test the hypothesis.”

She blinked.

”What hypothesis?!”

He leaned slightly closer.

”That I’m not disappointing.”

Her brain short-circuited again.

”You are insane.”

”Probably.”

She pushed him lightly in the chest.

”You’re too confident.”

He smiled faintly.

”I have data.”

She snorted.

”You do not.”

”I do.”

”Lux.”

He leaned closer again, voice lowering slightly.

”You were curious,” he said. ”You satisfied it.”

She stared at him.

”...You’re not going to make a move?”

Lux didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, he smirked.

Slowly.

And then he leaned closer.

Not aggressively. Not forcefully.

Just enough that the space between them shrank into something dangerous.

”Do you want it?” he asked quietly.

Oh.

Oh no.

Those words hit her like a pulse of electricity.

Her heart kicked hard against her ribs. Her ears burned. Her tail froze mid-sway.

Do you want it?

He wasn’t grabbing her.

Wasn’t pushing her down.

Wasn’t cornering her.

He was asking.

And somehow that made it worse.

”If you allow me,” he continued, voice dropping lower, smoother, ”I will make a move.”

Her breath caught.

”A nasty one.”

Her fingers twitched at her side.

”Just... remember,” he added calmly, eyes never leaving hers, ”I won’t stop on one round.”

Her stomach flipped.

”And I...” His gaze sharpened faintly. ”Am Greed. Once mine, will mine. I don’t let go.”

Her brain short-circuited.

Greed?

Was that metaphorical?

Was he joking?

Was this some dramatic billionaire personality trait?

She didn’t know.

All she knew was that her pulse was racing and the velvet-lit room felt smaller.

Her lips parted slightly.

She wanted to kiss him.

She wanted to.

But this state...

Champagne.

Heat.

Tension.

Adrenaline from the Aelitha mess.

Lux might be able to hold himself.

She wasn’t sure she could.

And that scared her more than anything he’d said.

Because if she leaned in...

She didn’t know if she’d stop.

And after what Aelitha had done?

After the media mess?

After the fake pregnancy stunt?

She couldn’t afford to create another storm.

Her family would implode.

Her cousins would gossip.

Her name would be dragged next.

And she wasn’t Aelitha.

She didn’t run from consequences.

Her chest tightened.

She stood up abruptly.

”I need to go.”

Her voice sounded steadier than she felt.

She turned toward the door.

Two steps.

And then...

His fingers closed gently around her wrist.

Not tight.

Just enough.

She froze.

Her heart slammed again.

He didn’t yank her back.

Didn’t pull her into him.

He just held her there.

”I heard your family wants to invite me,” he said calmly, still seated. ”To apologize. Officially.”

Her throat felt dry.

”...Yes.”

He studied her face.

”Send me the invitation.”

Her pulse pounded in her ears.

He released her wrist slowly.

”I’ll come,” he said quietly, ”not because I want the apology.”

Her heart skipped.

”But because of you.”

Silence.

Her brain melted.

He leaned back again like he hadn’t just detonated her entire emotional stability.

She nodded stiffly.

”...Okay.”

That was all she trusted herself to say.

She turned and walked toward the door.

Not ran.

Walked.

Composed.

Dignified.

The second the door shut behind her...

She hurried down the hallway like someone fleeing a crime scene.

Her face was burning.

Her tail was a disaster.

Her heart would not calm down.

Because he hadn’t kissed her.

He hadn’t even stood up.

He’d just asked.

And promised.

And warned her.

Once mine, will mine.

Who says that?

Who says that in a strip club lounge?

She reached the end of the corridor and paused, pressing her back against the wall for a second.

Breathe.

She touched her wrist where he’d held her.

It still felt warm.

Not possessive.

Not forceful.

Just certain.

And that certainty was terrifying.

Because he meant it.

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