Hades leaned back slightly, feigning innocence. \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I glanced at the food, then back at him, trying hard not to look as flustered as I felt. \u201cYou don\u2019t have to do that. I can eat myself\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He shrugged lazily, his eyes glinting. \u201cYou were staring at the food like you\u2019re afraid of it. I doubt you\u2019d actually eat if I didn\u2019t help.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201c(\u00a0<\/p>\n
Our gazes met, his bemused, mine tight with stubbornness, and I clenched my spoon, my knuckles whitening, as if I could somehow keep my heart from thundering out of my chest. I looked down, muttering under my breath, I\u2019m not sitting here because of you. I\u2019m doing it for her. I still stand by what I said, I don\u2019t want anything to do with you anymore.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was shameless. I was sitting here, about to eat food in his house, yet spewing that nonsense. But it was better this way, if he told me to stop eating, I\u2019d just leave and pretend I didn\u2019t care.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Still, I knew I\u2019d regret not tasting at least a bite.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI see,\u201d he said, almost indifferent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He slid a plate of scrambled eggs in front of me, his voice deep. \u201cWe\u2019ll talk about that later, princess. For now, eat.\u201d He leaned closer, his breath brushing my cheek, his blue eyes gleaming with mischief. \u201cOr do you prefer to be eaten?\u201d His teeth flashed in a wolfish grin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I swallowed hard and quickly leaned back, heat crawling up my neck. \u201cI\u2013I\u2019ll eat,\u201d I blurted, scooping up a forkful before he could push further. There was no way I was getting eaten by a wolf.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The eggs melted on my tongue, it was so good I almost moaned out loud. I bit the inside of my cheek to hold it in, acutely aware of his gaze burning into me. Every time I cleared a plate, he slid another in front of me, like I was some pampered doll he intended to feed forever.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finally, I set my spoon down and looked at him. \u201cAren\u2019t you going to eat anything? Or are you just going to keep watching me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hades cast the table of food a disinterested glance before his eyes returned to me. \u201cI\u2019m not interested in anything other than you.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My face heated instantly. Damn him. Why was he so honest?\u00a0<\/p>\n
He studied me like he was savoring my reaction, then his gaze flicked to the bowl of strawberries on the table. His voice dropped, low and coaxing. \u201cBut\u2026 I wouldn\u2019t mind if you fed me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I raised an eyebrow at him. He smirked, his attention fixed on the strawberries, his tone seductive enough to curl heat in my stomach.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFeed me, princess.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u0baa\u00a0<\/p>\n
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