Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 65210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
“It makes me harder than I’ve ever fucking been in my life when you act like a feisty little thing.” When I said nothing in response, he pulled back and slowly smiled. “No one has the balls to butt heads with me.” He was full-on grinning now. “Not being afraid makes me want to fuck you, baby.”
“Oh my God.” The words spilled out of me before I could stop them.
Hades lifted his arm to place his hand on the wall beside my head, his thick, tattooed arm caging me in. This was reminiscent of three days ago, when he’d taken me over his knee and spanked my ass so hard I was pretty sure I could’ve orgasmed from it alone.
And as if he read my thoughts, any humor faded from his expression, and he ground his hard, prominent erection into my hip.
I bit my lip, holding in a gasp that would’ve left me.
“What’s your endgame?” My voice was breathy, whisper-thin. His eyebrow twitched as if he wanted to cock it, as if it surprised him I’d ask the question.
“My endgame?”
I licked my lips, and he focused on the act. “Yes.” My voice was still so soft that I wondered if he could even hear me. “I’m not a fool. I know you’re not helping me out of the kindness of your heart. I know no judge would sign over an eighteen-year-old’s care to someone else. Legally, I’m an adult.”
He didn’t speak, but the corner of his mouth curled up. “Are you now, sweetheart?”
“You and my father didn’t get along. You hated each other. You were never around me and don’t care for me as an uncle would for a niece…”
“No,” he said in a strange voice. He ground himself against me. “I don’t see you as my niece, Bunny.”
“Stop doing that.” There was zero conviction in my voice.
The feeling of him digging that enormous erection into my hip had me using every ounce of self-control I possessed not to moan.
I was so aroused it was embarrassing.
“I definitely don’t think of you as my niece.”
My heart leapt in my chest.
“My endgame, darling.” He pulled back and took several steps away from me.
I couldn’t stop myself from looking down at his groin. Oh, God… his gym shorts were tented so obscenely.
The length of his dick was so long, the girth so substantial, that there was no way it could be real.
“If you really knew the bastard your father was, Persephone, he’d be knocked down from that pedestal you worship him on.”
I snapped my attention to Hades and furrowed my brow.
“You don’t get to talk about my father,” I spat out, annoyed. “You didn’t have a relationship with him.”
“I had enough memories with your father to last me a lifetime in hell.”
I didn’t know what he meant, but my anger was already so nuclear that it didn’t matter. “And I don’t worship my father. But he was a good man, and he loved me.”
Hades’ smirk faded, and he didn’t respond, didn’t even blink as he stared at me.
He glanced away, and I could see his jaw clench. He was clearly thinking about something intense and doing it hard. And with each passing second, his expression turned even more volatile.
When he looked at me again, a small sound escaped my lips because his expression was so frightening. “Just go, Persephone. Go before I do something that will make you cry.”
I couldn’t move, not from fear, but from this electrifying confusion, this strange emotion whispering to see how far I could push him.
Instinctively, I knew I should leave, but I pictured myself being the terrified gazelle, and he was the starving lion.
Hades was on a razor’s edge right now. He was liable to snap. I didn’t know why or how I knew that, but I could see that deviant flare in his eyes. But I stood rooted to the spot until a little growl left him and he moved closer.
“Go.”
His voice was frighteningly low, a vibration of warning I felt everywhere.
“I said fucking go,” he roared, and I was smart enough to leave then, to force myself to turn and run up the stairs, down the hall, and right to my room where I locked myself in.
The only thing I didn’t understand was why I was so… wet.
Chapter 10
Hades
It should have been easier to break Persephone, to ruin her like Zachariah damn nearly did with me so many times.
I wanted to hurt her, to make him pay even if he was dead and rotting in the ground.
But I was finding it difficult to… not like her as much as I did.
After she went back to her room, I spent another hour beating the shit out of the dummy, and then sought her out.
And that’s where I was now, my shoulder against the frame of her door, my focus on her sleeping form.