Next morning,

Aether’s eyelashes trembled slightly before his tired eyes slowly blinked open. A dull weight pressed on his mind, not from his body but somewhere much deeper—mentally, he felt drained. Last night’s guiding to the soul had left its mark.

His expression was lethargic, unfocused, still lost in thoughts from the night before.

’I guess that’s why she warned me not to do it again.’

He groaned inwardly, dragging a hand down his face.

He had always believed he was inside his own soul domain, a space he understood and controlled… but after last night, it became painfully obvious—there was something else. Something far more complex.

And then there was No. 27.

It was still inside him.

But why?

Was that his soul?

What did Grace mean when she said… this wasn’t his soul?

Then what the hell was it?

Was something else trying to take over his body? His identity?

Aether’s head throbbed with countless unanswered questions. So much confusion. There was only one way to get answers now… and that was to face that bastard inside him again. He had done it once. He could do it again.

’Soul… huh.’ He exhaled, turning slightly to his side, reaching out lazily—only to find the bed beside him empty.

She was gone.

Nyx had already woken up, it seemed.

He sat up with a sigh, muscles stretching as he ran a hand through his tousled hair. After a quick bath and getting dressed, he walked out of the room, the air cool against his skin as he moved through the corridors. His bare feet padded quietly on the floor as he headed toward the dining hall.

But then… he stopped.

His eyes widened slightly at the scene in front of him.

There, standing at the sink with her back to him, was Nightfire.

Wearing nothing but a short white apron.

And underneath that… completely naked.

The soft curve of her hips swayed side to side as she moved her arms casually, washing dishes. Her full, round ass was in plain sight, jiggling gently with every movement.

Aether blinked once… Twice.

“…Oi. What the hell are you doing?” he asked, voice low, almost cautious, trying to stay calm despite the clear view of her bare body barely hidden by the fluttering apron.

Nightfire glanced over her shoulder with a cool, nonchalant expression, her tone equally casual.

“What? It’s just me. A succubus being free and comfortable in my own skin. Got a problem with that?”

Aether raised an eyebrow, lips twitching slightly in amusement. He gave a small shake of his head, walking toward the chair and sitting down at the table.

“Of course not,” he muttered, leaning back as if none of this surprised him anymore.

“Where did Nyx go?”

He asked curiously, eyes tracking the sway of her hips as she walked over with the plates. She bent slightly, making sure he got a perfect view of her soft, jiggling ass before placing the food down with a little bounce of her cleavage showing between the tied strings of the apron.

Clearly, she was up to something.

“She walked off early in the morning,” Nightfire replied, swaying her hips with exaggerated rhythm. “Maybe to dig up more graves. Typical Nyx stuff, right?”

She giggled lightly, her tone playful.

Aether chuckled softly, watching her antics with a slight grin.

She was doing it… She was really doing it now.

He turned his attention to the food and began eating as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring her provocative little show. Bite after bite, he kept his cool.

Nightfire’s eye twitched.

Tanngg~

A spoon dropped to the ground with a metallic clatter. She bent down deliberately, and the apron shifted just enough to expose everything.

Her flower.

Her tight, dark little hole glistening.

Aether paused for a split second—only a second—before resuming his chewing like he had seen absolutely nothing.

“Pff—”

He nearly let out a laugh but held it in, keeping a straight face as he finished another spoonful.

Nightfire’s teeth clenched.

’Why isn’t he falling for it?!’ she screamed inside her head.

She was sure this would work!

Her body was perfect—sexy, soft, and built to tempt! And yet… this bastard was acting like nothing was happening!

Did he not even see her as a succubus?!

Her fists clenched at her sides as she glared at him, her eyes practically burning holes through his skull.

’Am I not cute enough?! Not sexy enough?! I’m seriously hotter than Lia!! That barely big chested vampire girl can’t even compare!’

Then suddenly, a thought hit her.

Why was she comparing herself to someone else?

Why was a succubus—a creature literally built for seduction—comparing her worth to another woman?

Her fists trembled slightly as frustration and confusion twisted together. She waited, standing still as he finally finished the last bite of food.

She stepped closer.

“I hope you remember our deal,” she said, voice low, sultry, and laced with heat.

She licked her lips slowly, eyes dropping to his crotch with clear intent.

Aether blinked, his brows lifting slightly.

“Deal? When—oh… right.” He gave a small nod, his lips curling with an amused smirk as he remembered the little agreement they’d made when they entered Nyx’s space.

Aether leaned back in the chair, relaxing.

“You want it now?”

Nightfire nodded, her face serious now—almost intense.

His eyes met hers. For a moment, he paused.

There was something in her gaze… something different.

Not just lust…. Not just seduction.

Aether smirked slightly, amused and curious at once.

’So… she’s finally reached her limit, huh?’

He spread his legs, eyes locked with hers as he leaned back slightly in the chair.

“Go on, then.”

He said it plainly, casually, but there was a command in it.

Nightfire’s eyes gleamed as her breath hitched.

She didn’t expect him suddenly agreeing to her. Like for real?

Honestly she worried he might go for Nyx as soon as he finished eating after all, others were so important to him than herself!