Hades
There was a smile tugging at my lips.
This girl, she was far more amusing than I expected.
Since last night, there hadn’t been a single dull moment. She occupied my mind. A soft, tempting presence I couldn’t shake. Every glance, every flustered stammer, every time she looked at me with those innocent eyes, it thrilled me.
Looking at her made me want to tease her, touch her, and f**k her all day long.
I wanted her for myself. And to make it worse, she had to be wearing my shirt, the one that barely covered her.
I used to roll my eyes at the idea of men going soft over a woman in their clothes. I never cared for that kind of thing. But f**k, she looked tempting in it. I wanted to take it off of her.
“H-Hades… don’t do that,” she muttered from over my shoulder. “I’m not a child.
