Chapter 8: Is That a Mini Dragon?
Chapter 8 – Is That a Mini Dragon?
He stood there for a second, still in nothing but a towel, droplets of bathwater trailing lazily down his skin. The steam from the bathroom had followed him out like a loyal fog cloud, curling into the luxury suite’s crisp, over-conditioned air.
His eyes scanned the room.
Huge bed? Check.
Perfectly clean sheets that hadn’t been soaked in demonic contracts or cursed sweat? Check.
No screaming assistants, no fiscal emergencies, no thirty-year soul bonds needing renegotiation? Check.
He walked over to the sleek, black-glass entertainment system and casually tapped the remote.
A massive OLED screen shimmered to life.
...And immediately displayed the Global Finance Network. The news ticker was mid-panic.
"—stock in GoldHenge collapsed another 3.4% following sudden hostile takeovers in Zurich—crypto markets showing erratic volatility in response—"
Lux squinted. "Crypto, huh?"