Chapter 59 – Checkout Dash
Lux stepped into the boutique like he owned it.
Not in the usual 'celebrity sighting, cue the staff whispering' kind of way.
No.
More like a wolf in a tailored coat strolling into a room full of decorative sheep.
Unbothered. Precise. Radiating a kind of casual dominance that made people look without realizing why they were looking.
The store was clean and soft-scented. Hints of expensive cologne, polished wood, and the faint sterile note of fresh packaging. Everything gleamed—from the polished marble floor to the high-end LED lighting designed to make rich people feel even richer.
A woman near the door, early 30s, wearing a minimalist black suit with the boutique's signature silver pin, stepped up immediately with a trained smile.
"Welcome to Aurellian & Thorn," she said with practiced grace. "Is there anything I can help you with today?"
Lux's eyes didn't stay long. He swept the store with a glance.
"I need men's clothes," he said.
