Violet
God. When was this man going to stop talking this way?
Make people kneel and kiss my feet? That was something only an insane person would say. And besides, the people here weren’t normal people, they were rich, important, and powerful. No matter who Hades was, surely they wouldn’t just let something like that go.
But at this point, I could hardly stop myself from blushing. My throat was dry. My words wouldn’t even come out. All I could do was nod, unable to say anything.
Hades smiled at me. “Let’s go.”
He led me toward a table where the middle-aged man from before stood waiting with others. The man was grinning so hard I honestly thought his lips might rip apart.
“Please, sit,” he said eagerly.
Hades didn’t even glance at him. Instead, he pulled a chair back for me. The simp
