Athena
he said, his voice filled with sincerity.
"Flattery won't get you anywhere," Athena shot him withering glare. His attempt to charm her halted in its tracks, realizing that his words held no power over her anger.
"No, you're not going to hug me either," Athena protested, her voice filled with determination. "If you think you're getting off the hook that easily, think again."
Azazel looked at her, knowing she is still angry. “I'm not off the hook?" he asked.
"No, you're not," she shot him a glare that could freeze fire. Her eyes held a steely resolve, refusing to let him off lightly.
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