Violet I hated to admit it, but God, I’d missed this.I missed this feeling of pleasure he gave me.It had been weeks since that night, weeks since Hades had touched me, and still I hadn’t been able to forget. One night, and it was as if he had engraved himself into my skin, branding me, marking me as his.I tried to convince myself that it had been a mistake. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t erase him. I wanted him again.I wanted his fingers buried inside me, his cock pounding into me with no mercy, and no regard for anything except dragging me over the edge until I came. I didn’t know what was wrong with me, but all I knew was that no other man could compare.Only Hades could bring this out the hunger, madness, and the desperate, filthy urge to be wrecked by him.And now, here I was, right back where I swore I wouldn’t be.His finger slid inside me, and my walls tightened instantly, clenching around him as if they knew what they wanted and refused to let go. My breath h
Violet I had gotten myself too deep into something I was never supposed to. I could feel it. I was like a cornered mouse with no place to run. “You made a deal with me, Violet, even if you don’t realize it. And I always collect what I’m owed.” His words echoed inside my head, bouncing off every corner of my mind. I stood frozen, staring at him. His eyes never left me, studying every flicker of emotion on my face, surprise, fear, and shame. The worst part, the part that made me want to slap myself, was the way my body responded. Part of me was scared, another part confused. But most of all, I was turned on. My lower body throbbed, aching with need. I swallowed hard as a voice in the back of my mind screamed at me to snap out of it. This man is dangerous. So why the hell was I turned on right now? I was literally listening to this man tell me I owed him, like I was some kind of property, a toy he could cash in whenever he pleased. Bullshit. Absolute bullshit. I had never owed
Penelope I was half-buried under the blankets, my phone in hand, scrolling through page after page. My thumb kept flicking up, my mind working faster than I liked to admit. The bathroom door opened, and I looked up. Kai stepped out, his hair dripping wet, strands falling over his forehead. Water was on his shoulders, running down the ridges of his chest, disappearing into the line of his sweatpants, sitting far too low on his hips for my sanity. I couldn’t help the smile tugging at my lips. “How was the shower?” He smirked, the corner of his mouth curling with mischief. “Okay. But it would’ve been better if you joined me.” My laugh caught in my throat when the bed dipped under his weight. He slid in beside me, his arm sweeping over my waist. He nestled his warm body against mine. I touched his damp hair, brushing it back from his forehead. “Sorry, I was busy.” He glanced down at my phone, his brows lifting. “What are you doing?” I shifted slightly, my focus back on the glowi
Violet I couldn’t take it anymore.Before I even realized what I was doing, I shot up from my seat, my hand slamming down on the table with a crack. My chest rose and fell rapidly.The men froze, startled. Their eyes darted to me. The middle-aged man blinked rapidly, his voice stumbling over itself. “A-are you okay, miss?”I looked at him, and only then did it sink in what I had just done. My stomach twisted. God. I’d practically just shouted my own guilt with that move.Another man leaned forward, concern in his eyes.“Your face looks red. Are you sick, miss?”Sick?If only.How was I supposed to explain that I wasn’t sick at all, that it was the exact opposite? That my body was buzzing with heat, humming with a shameful pleasure I couldn’t control? That every nerve in me screamed and my heart was beating so hard because of him, because if I didn’t stop him, right here and now, Hades would drive me past the point of no return in front of all of them?I couldn’t even look at him. I a
VioletIf looks could kill, Hades would have been six feet under by now. No, twelve feet under. And buried twice, just to be safe.But of course, my glare had no effect on him. He couldn’t care less. He sat there like the devil himself, calm and smug, continuing what he was doing as though my rage was nothing more than a light breeze.I’ve learned something about Hades, never doubt him. Anything you think no sane human would dare to do, he would. And not only would he do it, he’d do it with that infuriatingly proud smile tugging at his lips.My face burned hotter. His blue eyes were locked on me, amusement flickering in them. He knew exactly what he was doing. His large hand was still between my legs, his thumb tracing lazy circles along the inside of my thigh.I didn’t know whether to hate him for it or hate myself more, because that simple movement had already lit something inside me. And he knew. He thrived on seeing me like this, on knowing he was the one making me lose my mind in
Violet God. When was this man going to stop talking this way?Make people kneel and kiss my feet? That was something only an insane person would say. And besides, the people here weren’t normal people, they were rich, important, and powerful. No matter who Hades was, surely they wouldn’t just let something like that go.But at this point, I could hardly stop myself from blushing. My throat was dry. My words wouldn’t even come out. All I could do was nod, unable to say anything.Hades smiled at me. “Let’s go.”He led me toward a table where the middle-aged man from before stood waiting with others. The man was grinning so hard I honestly thought his lips might rip apart.“Please, sit,” he said eagerly.Hades didn’t even glance at him. Instead, he pulled a chair back for me. The simple gesture made my chest tighten, and I muttered a small, “Thank you,” before sitting down.Hades seated himself beside me, and without hesitation or shame, he placed his large hand on my thigh.My breath c