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The cafe was so silent I could hear the faint ticking of the wall clock. If a pin dropped right now, I was sure it would echo through the whole place, and honestly, I wanted it to. Anything to break this unbearable tension pressing against my chest. But no, it stayed painfully quiet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I bit my lower lip, a nervous habit I\u2019d never managed to stop. My palms were clammy against my lap, and I could feel every pair of curious eyes in the cafe glued to us. It wasn\u2019t every day people got to witness a Sinclair family drama up close.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When I finally looked at Roman, I almost wished I hadn\u2019t. He looked the same, composed, expressionless, that same unreadable calm that somehow felt more intimidating than anger ever could.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d thought my confession would draw shock or disgust from him, but he just stared at me quietly, like he was trying to read me. Then his gaze shifted to Hades.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t even need to look to know he was still wearing that infuriating smirk. It was always there when things were tense, like he thrived on discomfort. And God, the fact that he found this amusing made me want to strangle him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The silence stretched, before Roman finally leaned back in his chair. \u201cHow many months?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I blinked, confused. \u201cWhat?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s a reason you\u2019re marrying my brother, right?\u201d he continued, tone matter-of-fact. \u201cIf you accomplish whatever it is you want, you\u2019ll leave. So, how many months or years are you planning to stay married to him?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I just stared at him. I didn\u2019t even know what shocked me more, his assumption that it was all temporary, or how casually he said it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The truth was, he wasn\u2019t wrong. I hadn\u2019t it thought that far ahead. What I had with Hades was never meant to last, it was a deal. not a fairytale. But hearing it laid out like that hit harder than I expected. I didn\u2019t know what came next. If I got my revenge, if I gave Hades what he wanted, if there was a child, then what? Would it all just end? Would he let me go, or would he want me to stay?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hades leaned forward slightly, voice dripping with amusement.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow many years?\u201d he repeated. \u201cWhy are you asking, Roman? Planning to be with her when our relationship is over?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My head snapped toward him, eyes wide. His expression hadn\u2019t hanged, but his eyes were cold.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHades,\u201d I said, frowning. \u201cWhat are you saying? That\u2019s not what he-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d Roman interrupted, cutting me off. \u201cWhen your relationship is over, I want Violet to become my woman.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My mouth fell open. For a moment, I couldn\u2019t breathe.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Did he just-\u00a0<\/p>\n
My pulse thundered in my ears as I stared between him, utterly stunned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What the hell did Roman just say?\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t understand what was going on.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why would Roman, my professor, of all people say something like that?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why would he want me to be his woman?\u00a0<\/p>\n
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That didn\u2019t make any sense. Roman Sinclair was calm, composed, and distant. He\u2019d always seen me as a student, maybe even like a younger sister. He never crossed that line. So why now? Why those words?\u00a0<\/p>\n
My throat felt dry as my mind scrambled for logic that didn\u2019t exist. And then, as if he could read my thoughts, Roman turned to me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI like you, Violet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I froze. My breath hitched, and a small gasp escaped before I could stop it. He didn\u2019t even hesitate. His eyes were on me now, filled with something raw I couldn\u2019t understand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d he said after a moment, shaking his head slightly. \u201cThat\u2019s not the right word.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m in love with you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My heart stopped.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve always loved you,\u201d he continued, his tone firm. \u201cSince the first time I saw you. But I had to control myself because you were taken. I thought that was the right thing to do. But now I won\u2019t be stupid again. I won\u2019t let the woman I love go a second time. I\u2019ll do everything I can to make you mine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I blinked, my entire body going cold.\u00a0<\/p>\n
No. This had to be some kind of dream.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It didn\u2019t feel real.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I even shook my head slightly, hoping the motion would snap me awake. But the more I shook it, the clearer everything became. Roman was deadly serious. He meant every word.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He loved me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
How? When? Why?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Where did it even start? I had so many questions swirling in my head that none of them made it out. Everything was moving too fast, and I could only sit there, staring at him like an idiot, unable to speak.\u00a0<\/p>\n
God, this just got so much more complicated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I exhaled shakily and forced myself to turn to Hades.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He hadn\u2019t said a word. And that was worse. Because I knew that silence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d seen Hades get possessive of me before. He hated when anyone touched me, hated when someone even looked at me for too long. But now, his own brother had just confessed to loving me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My hands trembled in my lap.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hades\u2019 expression was unreadable, his face relaxed, but his fingers were drumming slowly against the table. That slow, rhythmic sound was the only thing between us and the tension that filled the air.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I found myself staring at his hands, long fingers tapping against the wood, before forcing myself to meet his gaze.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He sighed softly and ran a hand through his hair, his tone low and almost casual.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI guess, I just can\u2019t do it.\u201d he murmured, more to himself than to anyone else. Hades tilted his head, the motion slow, and lazy, but I could see the danger in it. His gaze darkened as he said, \u201cI\u2019m considering whether killing you would be worth it\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cIf you were any other man who dared utter those words in front of me about my wife,\u201d Hades continued, \u201cyou would have already lost your life, Roman.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I swallowed hard. Roman didn\u2019t even flinch. He just stared at his brother with that same blank expression, the kind that made you wonder if he even processed emotion at all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hades exhaled, his blue eyes flashing like ice in sunlight. \u201cDon\u2019t think I\u2019ll tolerate words like that,\u201d he said. \u201cThe next time you utter them, little brother, I won\u2019t hesitate to put you in your place. You\u2019re my brother, and I care about you, but when it comes to her.\u201d His gaze cut to me and I froze. \u201cI will forget I have a brother.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hades straightened, brushing invisible dust off his sleeve, his movements smooth and unhurried.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBesides,\u201d he added, his smirk returning, \u201cyou\u2019ve known me since we were kids. I hate sharing.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He took a step back, gaze still locked on Roman, who said nothing. \u201cAnd my relationship with Violet will never be over. So don\u2019t keep your hopes up, brother.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t wait to hear what Roman had to say. Instead, his gaze slid to me, and I froze completely. Hades leaned close, his breath hot against my ear. \u201cCome on, princess. I\u2019m angry, let me blow off some steam inside you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before I could say a word, he lifted me effortlessly, tossing me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing. His hand rested on my ass, firm and possessive, making it clear he wasn\u2019t giving me choice in the matter.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I gasped, heat rushing to my face. \u201cHades! What the hell are you doing?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He gave a low chuckle, the sound dark and amused. His palm came down in a sharp smack that made me jolt. \u201cQuiet, kitten,\u201d he warned. \u201cI can take you right here if you want, but I doubt you\u2019d enjoy the audience when you start moaning my name.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
You\u2019ve got to be kidding me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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