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... did.
Habit. Instinct. He didn’t know what time zones kept these days, but one truth followed him everywhere. Lux Vaelthorn never slept past 7 A.M. The habits had him hardwired like a predatory rooster—except instead of crowing, he demanded coffee.
He stirred, sitting up with a groan. His hair was still a mess, his chest bare and scratched from last night’s "board meeting," and the room... well. It looked less like a bedroom and more like an after-battle reconstruction site.
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