Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation

Chapter 9 – Fiancé? Nah. I Offer Better Packages

Her heart nearly stopped.

But he didn’t wake.

Naomi stood slowly, wiping her hands on a tissue, trying to breathe like a person again. Her face still hot. Her head still short-circuiting.

Lux lay there, still. Quiet. Peaceful, almost. His breathing soft, steady. His arms loose across the bed like he owned it—and the air—and maybe the universe.

She looked down at the last thing in her hand.

A sheet mask.

Her lips twitched. Then curled into a smile.

"I’m doing this," she whispered under her breath.

She carefully peeled open the package and spread the cool, glistening mask in her palms. Then leaned over his face again, biting back a giggle as she laid it carefully across his skin. She smoothed it gently—over his high cheekbones, that annoyingly perfect jaw, across the bridge of his nose.

He mumbled something unintelligible but didn’t move.