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Hades threw me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing, his arm locked firmly around the back of my thighs, and his hand rested on my ass.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I nearly died right there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My face flamed so red I looked like a ripe tomato. \u201cHades! Put me down!\u201d I hissed, pounding weakly on his back. Of course, he didn\u2019t listen. He never did.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He strode forward as if he owned the whole damn world, his confidence practically radiating off him. People turned to stare, some surprised, others amused, and I could already hear the faint clicks of phones snapping photos. Perfect. Just perfect. Apparently, no one thought to ask if I was being kidnapped; clearly, a man that handsome couldn\u2019t possibly be dangerous.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I covered my face with both hands, wishing I could sink into the ground. \u201cOh my God,\u201d I muttered under my breath. \u201cThis can\u2019t be happening.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d always said Hades Sinclair was crazy, but I\u2019d also believed everyone had limits. Some boundaries even the most unhinged people wouldn\u2019t cross.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Apparently, Hades didn\u2019t get that memo. Because this was proof that he was fucking insane.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Who does this? Who smirks while carrying their wife over their shoulder in front of a crowd, and his brother, who had just confessed feelings for me?\u00a0<\/p>\n
My heart thudded. My face burned. My brain screamed. And yet my body betrayed me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Because even through all the humiliation, the fire in my chest wasn\u2019t just anger. There was something else, something hot, electric, and completely wrong.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I squeezed my eyes shut. Fucking hell, Violet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Your normal life is officially over if this kind of insanity turns you on.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Especially after what Roman said. I still didn\u2019t know how to process any of it, what I felt about him, or about any of this. To me, he was still a professor, and I wasn\u2019t sure that would ever change. Besides, even if things didn\u2019t work out between Hades and me, there was no way anything could happen with Roman. I refused to be passed around between the Sinclair men like a piece of meat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The car door opened. I heard Alec\u2019s voice somewhere nearby, but I didn\u2019t dare look up. Hades moved effortlessly, and the next thing I knew, he was climbing into the car, still holding me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He sat down and pulled me onto his lap, his arm wrapped tightly around my waist as if daring me to move.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was breathing hard. My eyes were still shut. I refused to look at him. His fingers slid under my chin. \u201cLook at me, princess,\u201d he said, voice low, almost coaxing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I turned my face away. \u201cNo,\u201d I muttered stubbornly. \u201cI don\u2019t want to.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
way, because\u00a0<\/p>\n
I knew I was being childish, but damn it, I was trying. Any other woman would\u2019ve lost her mind dealing with him. But Hades didn\u2019t even get annoyed. His patience with me was infuriating. Maybe that was why I felt so safe acting this deep down, I knew he wouldn\u2019t hurt me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He leaned in, his breath brushing against my lips. I swallowed hard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
God, he smelled so good.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cIf you don\u2019t look at me, princess,\u201d he murmured, his voice dark and teasing, \u201cI\u2019ll make you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Before I could ask what he meant, his lips claimed mine, firm, and sudden, stealing the air right out of me. I inhaled sharply, instinctively leaning closer, my hands gripping his shirt. But just as the kiss deepened, he pulled back, only to press his lips against my neck.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I gasped when I felt his teeth sink lightly into my skin, a quick bile that sent heat shooting through me. The sting faded when his tongue followed, tracing slow, lazy circles before he whispered against my skin,\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLook at me, Violet Sinclair.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The way he said my name with his surname sent a shiver racing down my spine. My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself staring into those piercing blue eyes that seemed to see everything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was breathing hard and so was he.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Our breaths tangled between us. My pulse was a wild, fluttering mess as I stared at him. Hades looked wrecked for someone who\u2019d been so calm and composed only minutes ago.\u00a0<\/p>\n
From where I sat, I could see everything, the sharp lines of his jaw, the tension in his throat as his Adam\u2019s apple moved with every shallow breath, the little details on his perfect face that I never seemed to notice until moments like this. The faint shadow of stubble along his jaw. The way a single strand of dark hair had fallen over his forehead.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He looked at me like I was something he wanted to devour.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHades\u2026\u201d I whispered, not even sure what I was trying to say. \u201cA-are you angry?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
At my words, he smirked, the kind of\u00a0<\/p>\n
Pression that made my pulse stutter and my breath catch. His fingers tightened on my waist, just enough pressure to draw a gasp from me. Then, without a word, he moved his hips, deliberate and unhurried, reminding me exactly who was in control.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I froze. My lips parted, but no sound came out. My entire body went rigid, heat flooding my cheeks, my neck, everywhere.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His breath brushed against my ear when he spoke. \u201cAngry?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I felt him, hard and throbbing beneath me, and my\u00a0<\/p>\n
breath caught in\u00a0<\/p>\n
my\u00a0<\/p>\n
throat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jesus.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hades\u2019 hand came up, fingers gripping my chin as he tilted my face toward him. His eyes burned into mine. \u201cYeah, I\u2019m pissed,\u201d he said, \u201cbut that\u2019s not why I\u2019m hard. I\u2019m hard because its you.\u201d He leaned in closer, his tone darkening with every word. \u201cBecause I want to claim you, Princess. Every inch of you. want to reach places no other man could even dream of touching. I want to remind you who owns every thought in that pretty head, and who should be buried deep inside that tight, perfect pussy.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My chest rose and fell fast, my pulse thrumming in my ears. I could feel how wet I was, how badly I wanted him, every winding tighter inside me. My fingers curled into his shirt, desperate for something to hold onto before I completely unraveled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
word\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cRemember what I told you the first time we met, Violet? I\u2019m the kind of man who plays games. I don\u2019t hesitate, hesitation is weakness. And I always know what I want.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not soft. I\u2019m rough. I\u2019ll take care of you afterward, sure, I\u2019ll hold you, I\u2019ll make you feel safe. But when I\u2019m inside you\u2026\u201d His lips almost curved into a smirk. \u201cI\u2019ll fuck you raw. I\u2019ll make your body tremble, make you scream my name. I\u2019ll keep going until you\u2019re crying from pleasure, begging me to stop, and then I\u2019ll give you even more.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He paused just long enough for my heart to start pounding again \u201cThat should tell you everything you need to know about me, Violet. I\u2019m not a good man, but I\u2019ll be good to you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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His gaze dropped from my lips to my throat, down the rise of my chest, lingering lower. His hand stayed firm on my waist, while the other traced a slow path down my thigh. I gasped, the air catching in my lungs, as his fingers brushed the hem of my skirt. Then, without warning, his thumb pressed against the thin fabric of my panties, rubbing gently. My eyes flew open, a soft, helpless moan escaping before I could stop it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNnhg\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I glanced toward the driver\u2019s seat, noticing the partition already up, sealing us off from Alec\u2019s view.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hades\u2019s voice dropped. \u201cBut, I\u2019ll destroy anything that gets in my way.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He pulled his hand away, and before I could even catch my breath, I watched him bring his fingers to his mouth, licking them slowly, eyes never leaving mine. My pulse stuttered. Then his hand moved down again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNow,\u201d he murmured, his breath brushing my lips, \u201clet me have some fun, Violet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before I could respond, he leaned in and kissed me. His fingers thrust inside me in the same instant, two at once, and I gasped against his mouth. But Hades swallowed the sound, his kiss devouring every last breath I had left.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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