FOURTEEN

“I…” Words left her. She’d forgotten about it: the reason why she was called to his chamber in the first place. Last night, she had enough time to brood over it. To guess and overthink what things he could be doing to her. She’s thought of so many things, each one worse than the last. It was the reason why she wasn’t able to sleep. And now, here she is, in front of the lord of the underworld himself.

Hades turned to Cerberus. “Leave us. I want you scouring the upside and tell me everything when you get back,” he ordered. Cerberus gave her a look—the look that silently tells her she’s not going to escape no matter what she does. He then bowed his head to Hades before he disappeared, leaving a trail of black mist.

Hades faced her. “Well then, we shall proceed.” He took a step close and she took a step back. He narrowed his eyes in her direction.

“Please,” she said. She hated saying the word and it never really did anything based on her experience. But it’s all she got. What does she hav