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Hades\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was going to ruin this woman.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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I was going to ruin her to the point that she would never think about anyone else again. I was going to ruin her so completely that even if she ever found herself in another man\u2019s arms, her mind, and body would betray her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And that thought both thrilled and terrified me. I didn\u2019t know whether to laugh or be furious at myself for what I was feeling. Because I had never felt like this before. Never felt the need to be jealous over another man.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was Hades Sinclair. Jealousy was beneath me, a petty, human emotion. It meant weakness. It meant caring. And I didn\u2019t care about anyone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Women had tried before, parading new lovers in front of me, begging for a reaction I refused to give. I\u2019d just watched them with the same cold amusement I gave everything else in life. And when I was done with them, I walked away without looking back. But Violet\u2026 God, Violet was different.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I hated the way I felt when another man looked at her. I hated it even more when that man was Roman. My brother.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\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 Roman\u2019s voice echoed in my mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A cruel little smirk tugged at my lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
How many years?\u00a0<\/p>\n
I chuckled under my breath, the sound low and dark.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He thought this was temporary. That she\u2019d leave when she got whatever she wanted. That I\u2019d let her leave.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wasn\u2019t planning to let her go. If she ever tried, I\u2019d remind her exactly who she belonged to. Because whether she realized it yet or not, she was already mine.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet unbuckled my belt, freeing my cock, and her hands wrapped around it, trembling slightly as she squeezed me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFuck,\u201d I groaned, my hips pressing instinctively toward her. Every flick of her fingers sent fire straight through me, making me pulse harder, and demanding release. Her body was still shivering from the aftermath of the orgasm I\u2019d driven her through.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She parted her lips nervously, before whispering, \u201cH-Hades\u2026 I have a question.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I should take her right now. I should press myself against her, grind my hard cock against her slick, trembling clit, and bury myself inside her, making her scream my name as I owned every inch of her. The thought alone made my control fray, my hips twitching, aching to fuck her senseless. But I didn\u2019t. It was good to be a gentleman every once in a while, and even better to watch her squirm, dripping and desperate, before I claimed her completely.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I leaned back, eyes locked on hers, a smile curling my lips. \u201cA question, huh?\u201d I murmured. \u201cCould your little question possibly be more important than having my cock buried inside you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her cheeks burned crimson. \u201c\u2026 In a way.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
That earned a low, dark chuckle from me. I tightened my grip on her waist, pulling her impossibly closer until I could feel her wetness coating me. Then I shifted, just enough for the tip of me to rub over her swollen clit, and her sharp gasp was music to my ears. Her body jerked violently, nails digging into my skin as she tried to keep herself still.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh\u2026 my God,\u201d she moaned, voice trembling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cThen ask your question, princess, and make it worth my attention. Because the moment I get bored, I\u2019m sliding inside you, and I won\u2019t stop until you\u2019re screaming my name, and begging for mercy.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She swallowed hard, eyes flicking to my cock before darting away, trying desperately to control herself. \u201cT-that day.. when I went to my uncle\u2019s house\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHmmm,\u201d I hummed, leaning back slightly, my eyes never leaving her face. I kept rubbing slowly over her clit, my cock straining in my hand. Every subtle movement of her hips, every whine she tried to suppress, made my grip tighten. Her lips twitched as she bit them, trying to stay composed, but I could see her clit pulsing, clenching around nothing. desperate for what I refused to give.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2026 met my uncle that day,\u201d she continued, voice barely above a whisper. \u201cAnd he said something strange.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I tilted my head, nonchalant, keeping my slow, deliberate rub over her clit. \u201cI see,\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cH-he said something strange,\u201d she repeated, shivering under my touch. My cock throbbed against her slick. She whimpered, her lips parting involuntarily as her body betrayed her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs that so?\u201d I tilted my head, my eyes narrowing as I studied her My grip tightened around her waist, keeping her pressed to me. My cock hardened further, twitching against her clit as the thought of sliding inside her teased my mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said, Jillian, the man who hit me killed himself. Do you\u2026 have anything to do with that?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I froze, staring at her. She stared back, waiting for an answer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was about to speak, but then stopped myself. How would a normal person answer this? Normally, I would have said it straight, yes, I killed him. After all, he touched her. But Violet wasn\u2019t like me. What was normal to me might terrify her. I hated lying, and yet, it seemed she already knew. She wasn\u2019t asking for the truth, she wanted confirmation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you think, princess?\u201d I asked. \u201cDo you think I killed him? No, wait. Let me ask it properly. Would you leave me, if I told you\u00a0<\/p>\n
I did?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t answer. She must be scared of me. Maybe she wouldn\u2019t ever fully accept all of me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as I was about to shift the conversation, she leaned forward, pressing her lips to mine. The suddenness of it made me freeze, heart hammering. For the first time, she caught me completely off guard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She pulled back slightly, her hands cupping my face, eyes burning into mine. \u201cI don\u2019t know if I like you taking another person\u2019s life, even if he is an asshole,\u201d she murmured, \u201cbut thank you, Hades. Thank you for protecting me and my brother.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I fixed my gaze on her, stunned, words failing me. Her cheeks flushed, and she began, \u201cI mean, I\u2014\u201d Before she could finish. I thrust my hips hard. \u201cAh!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I sank into her instantly, and she tightened around me like she was made for this, gasping sharply. I gripped her waist, holding her close as she molded perfectly to me. I tilted my head back, savoring the feel of her wrapped so completely around me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFuck\u2026\u201d I rasped. \u201cI think I\u2019m in love.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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