3\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet is a woman I will make mine at all cost\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet is a woman I will make mine at all cost\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hades\u00a0<\/p>\n
I watched her figure retreat, the sway of her hips as she walked away, and a dark chuckle rumbled from my chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Fuck, that woman.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Desire burned inside me. Every time she pushed me away, every time she fought me, it only made me want her more. I wanted to drag her back in here, bend her over the table, and fuck the fire right out of her. Tame that mouth, and that defiance, until all she could do was scream my name.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My tongue swept across my lower lip.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The sound of footsteps pulled me from the thought. Naomi entered, her face soft but her eyes sharp with disappointment. Without a word, she handed me a small towel. I took it, wiping the water from my face, then running it through my soaked hair.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She sighed. \u201cAre you really going through this route, Mr. Hades?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was hurt in her tone, as though she expected better from me. I\u2019d met Naomi when I was five, she\u2019d been my nanny back then. By that time, so many others had already quit because of me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I thought it was fun to mess with them, and frustrate them until they couldn\u2019t take it anymore and left. I\u2019d driven almost everyone away. But no matter what I did to annoy Naomi, she never left. She was the first person who treated me like a normal kid. Maybe that\u2019s why she became one of the few people I ever let into my life.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stood, tossing the damp towel aside, my gaze still fixed on the door Violet had just walked out of. My head tilted, and a grin curved my lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cViolet is different,\u201d I said, my voice low. \u201cUnlike other women, she doesn\u2019t give a damn about my money or my name. The only way she\u2019ll ever be with me is if she falls for me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Naomi frowned, but I continued, eyes gleaming with hunger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd I don\u2019t have the time for that. So, there are two ways this can go. Either I make her walk to me with her own two feet, by giving her a deal she can\u2019t refuse\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I licked my lips again, savoring the thought.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOr I take her by force.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A low chuckle slipped past my teeth. \u201cGod, I love the second option. But knowing her, she\u2019d make me regret it. Either way, Violet is a woman I\u2019ll make mine at any cost.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
****\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet\u00a0<\/p>\n
The door clicked shut behind me, and I exhaled, the morning breeze brushing across my skin and tugging at my hair. I lifted a hand to smooth it back, inhaling deeply.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I never lost control. Even when I was angry, I kept it buried, and hidden where no one could see. That was who I was. So what the hell was wrong with me today?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Back then, Matthew had done far worse to me than Hades ever had, and yet I\u2019d never poured a drink on him. I\u2019d never even raised my voice. I always thought there was no point in repaying bad with bad. I would just walk away, and avoid them. But with Hades, it was different. He hadn\u2019t done half of what Matthew had, but he got under my\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wolet is a woman i we make mine ct of cost\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
skin so fast, that I didn\u2019t even hesitate. My hand had moved before my brain had caught up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d drenched him without a second thought.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My eyes slid shut. Even if I could go back in time, I\u2019d do it again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat crazy asshole,\u201d I muttered under my breath.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt seems like you finally have an idea of who he is.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The low voice startled me. My heart lurched, and I spun around.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alec.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The six\u2013foot\u2013tall man stood in front of me, white hair falling messily over his forehead, his hands tucked into the pockets of his blue jacket. He looked like he\u2019d just stepped out of a dream, his lips curved into a small smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Of course. Around Hades, everyone was either too beautiful, handsome, or both. And Alec was both.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My throat felt dry. For some reason, whenever he was near, I felt an odd sense of calmness like I could finally breathe.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I hated it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked away, not wanting to meet those eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He hadn\u2019t said it outright, but he\u2019d hinted enough times that getting involved with Hades was dangerous. And yet, he never told me the one thing that mattered most, Hades Sinclair was Matthew\u2019s father.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So what was the plan? To let me walk into this blind? To let me humiliate myself while they watched me like some poor circus act?\u00a0<\/p>\n
I must have looked so damn stupid.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I swallowed hard, lifting my chin and forcing my voice to steady. \u201cYou\u2019re just as much of an ass as he is.\u201d My hands curled into fists at my sides. \u201cI hope you two had fun playing with me, because I\u2019ve had enough.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I turned, ready to leave, but his hand closed around mine.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I froze.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The touch was gentle, but it sent a strange shiver up my arm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I slowly looked back at him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His eyes met mine. \u201cI never thought of you as a game, Miss Violet.\u201d His thumb brushed lightly across the back of my hand before he released me. \u201cAnd I apologize if Hades\u2019s actions or mine hurt you. We didn\u2019t mean you any harm.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stared at him, frowning, my chest tightening in frustration. God, how was I supposed to stay angry at him when he apologized so genuinely?\u00a0<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t fair.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I sighed, rubbing a hand over my face. \u201cIt\u2019s okay, and thank you for apologizing. I\u2019m just tired. I need to go home.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s why I came out,\u201d he said simply.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I blinked, watching as he strolled toward the black car parked in front. He pulled the door open, then looked back\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet is a woman i will make mine at all cost\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
at me. \u201cLet me take you home.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I opened my mouth to refuse immediately.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was no way I was getting into Hades\u2018 car after everything that happened inside that house.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s my car,\u201d he added, as if he\u2019d plucked the thought straight out of my head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I turned my gaze to the expensive car. Of course Alec drove something like that. He might call himself a secretary, but I wasn\u2019t naive, Alec was a lot more than he let on.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Part of me still wanted to say no.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMiss Violet,\u201d he said. \u201cIt\u2019s cold. And it\u2019s not advisable for you to walk out like that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLike that?\u201d I repeated, frowning as I glanced down at myself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Oh\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hades\u2019s oversized white shirt still hung off me, the fabric brushing against bare thighs. A pair of men\u2019s boxers peeked beneath. I looked ridiculous.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Forget the cold, if people saw me walking down the street like this, half the city would start whispering before I even got home.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My cheeks burned with embarrassment. How could I forget I was still wearing Hades clothes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stared at the open car door, then at Alec\u2019s smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I bit my lip, torn, but finally sighed. \u201cThank you,\u201d I muttered, slipping into the seat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As the door shut beside me, I told myself I had no choice, but deep down, I wondered if I was just too tired to fight anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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