CHAPTER 29

Seph’s POV:

After hades let Ayla meet me the maid provided fresh clothes. The welt marks have now faded to white lines on my back. The stitches on my head were just covered with a small bandage that kept the stitches out of sight. I was expecting them to be blue but somehow, they have healed. It must be the maid. She must have put ointment on my back again and again.

Now Ayla was sitting on my lap sleeping, snoring softly, oblivious to the happenings of the world. We were in the lavishly decorated living room. Hades stood in the corner discussing something with his men.

Occasionally his eyes would fall on my face and then his attention would be back to whatever he was discussing. The maid had handed me a stripped culotte jumpsuit which was backless and left my arms bare. The neckline was a little down for my liking which made me feel exposed. I felt like a slut and a mistress.

Unlike me, Ayla wore a pink and white chiffon floral dress that came down her knees. It was shoulderless. She