“I’m not interested in anything you have to offer,” I grunted out as I turned away from him.
Whenever Hades gave someone a proposition it was never truly for their benefit. What he offered was more of an illusion or a trick. It always turned out that the person accepting the offer would be screwed over and Hades would always prosper, gaining whatever it was he wanted. I’m surprised he would even approach me for something like this considering who and what I used to be to him. One of his hounds who would carry out the sentencing that he would implement when contracts and promises were broken.
“What if I could give back to you everything you lost?” He tempted me.
“No,” I hissed. Even though I kept walking away, Hades was right beside me, unwilling to give up.
“Are you sure?”
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