Dominico’s POV:
I asked, my voice coming out harsher than I intended.
They exchanged glances before Lucifer spoke first. “Nothing. We were just thinking of making breakfast for you and Nyx.”
I raised a brow. “Why aren’t the maids handling that?”
Lillith smiled sweetly—a little too sweetly. “Because we wanted to do it.”
I glanced at the dining table behind them, my eyes catching on the carefully arranged Japanese-style breakfast they had laid out. Miso soup, rice, grilled fish, and pickled vegetables—all traditional and all set with an almost unsettling level of perfection. The twins had never been the type to go out of their way to make meals, especially not for anyone else.
“You made all this?” I asked, suspicion crawling up my spine.
“Yep! Well, we did get a little help from the c
