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Chapter 93\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 93\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShall we find out, princess, how badly I can ruin them?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
EX 55 Vouchers\u00a0<\/p>\n
I swallowed hard. He wasn\u2019t even threatening me, and yet a cold shiver ran down my spine. I couldn\u2019t help but wonder what their faces would look like when they realized who was backing me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Would my smug aunt still hold her head high once she learned it was Hades protecting me? Or when she discovered it wasn\u2019t just him, but Roman too?\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wasn\u2019t a fool. If the police were involved, it had to be Roman meddling. He was the type to lean on the law and twist it until it bent to his will. Hades, on the other hand, never struck me as a man who relied on officers or their rules. To him, the police were nothing but a waste of time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roman and Hades might have shared blood, but that was where their similarities ended.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I could have waited for Roman, like he wanted. But if I did, he\u2019d talk me out of whatever revenge I was planning. I wasn\u2019t about to let those people walk away with a slap on the wrist, jail would be mercy. Hades was the only one who could deliver the kind of justice I wanted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy aren\u2019t you saying anything? Are you already scared?\u201d my aunt\u2019s shrill voice snapped me out of my thoughts.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I blinked, staring down at the phone in my hand before lifting my eyes to Hades. He was watching me closely, waiting for\u00a0<\/p>\n
me to answer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So much for moving at my own pace, he looked ready to erase every single one of them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I shook my head at him, \u201cNot now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t speak, but I caught the flicker of disappointment in his expression before it disappeared. At least he didn\u2019t press\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cViolet, are you deaf or did you hit your head? Why are you silent? You better be here in five minutes, or it\u2019ll be much worse for you. This is the last favor I\u2019ll do as your aunt, I\u2019ll keep them waiting, so be fast.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I cocked my head. \u201cSure. I\u2019ll be there.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBetter. At least you know your place,\u201d she sneered, then she hung up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My place? My lips curled into a dangerous smile. Of course I knew my place. Now I would show her, and everyone else, exactly where they belonged.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hades hand tightened suddenly around my waist, forcing my eyes to snap to him. He plucked the cigar from his mouth, not even bothering to put it out, just setting it aside as if smoking was the last thing he cared about when I was this close.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Without warning, he lifted me. I gasped, my fingers instinctively clutching at his shoulders as he carried me and sat me down on the desk. My pulse raced when he stepped between my legs, his towering presence caging me in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you planning on doing?\u201d he asked, his voice low.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m going to go there.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
One of his brows arched as he leaned closer. \u201cAnd what exactly are you going to do there, hmm?\u201d His lips brushed against my skin a moment later, pressing a soft kiss to the curve of my neck.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My body betrayed me with a shudder. I clenched my jaw, trying not to show how easily that single action unraveled me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u0627\u0631\u0647 \u0645\u0627\u00a0<\/p>\n
Drawing in a deep breath, I forced the words out, \u201c1-I\u2019m going to confront them.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
# 50 youchers\u00a0<\/p>\n
He hummed against my neck, the sound vibrating through me, before his teeth grazed my skin in a gentle bite. His tongue followed, licking over the sting as though marking me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And of course, he wasn\u2019t choosing hidden places. Hades was painting his claim on me where the entire world could see it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My eyes fluttered shut, my teeth sinking into my lower lip. My hands found his chest, pressing lightly against the solid wall of muscle. \u201cHades\u2026 you\u2019re really being distracting-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He cut me off by pressing a kiss to the fresh hickey he\u2019d left behind. A sound threatened to escape me, and I bit it back at the last second. Why was I so sensitive to him?\u00a0<\/p>\n
I shook my head quickly, leaning back a little to put space between us. \u201cThis is not the time. I have things to do.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He pulled back slightly, a small smile curving his lips. I avoided his face, knowing if I let myself look too long, I\u2019d lose all my resolve. \u201cI will go and see them,\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
That flicker of excitement in his eyes made me add, \u201cAlone.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlone?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes. This time I want to do it myself. I won\u2019t let them bully me or my brother. I won\u2019t get emotional and give them an opening. Besides, I don\u2019t want them to know about you yet,\u201d I said. \u201cThey will know when they least expect it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He studied me for a long moment, then nodded. \u201cI did promise to take things slow, after all.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked at Hades. I didn\u2019t usually ask for things like this, but this time I didn\u2019t care!\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cCan I have some things prepared for me?\u201d I asked. \u201cIt\u2019s fine if it\u2019s too early-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t hesitate. \u201cName everything. They\u2019ll prepare it right away.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you.\u201d I smiled, my fingers digging into my palms. This was only the beginning, I wouldn\u2019t spare anyone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If they wanted a show, they were about to get one.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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