We went back home. In my apartment. Dimitri died from an animal attack. Or at least, that's what the news report published. But almost everyone knew that Dimtri didn't die of an animal attack. But not everyone knew who killed him. But I did. My people, my family did. And for once I was glad.
"Food?" Hades said, walking inside my room, and I looked up from the pile of papers spread in front of me. I had to complete the assignments for the days I stayed in that building. '
I smiled at him, nodding my head, and he entered my room with a large tray in his hands. He cooked for me. Though he didn't cook a variety of dishes this time, it was more than enough. Hot and fresh food, delicious to my taste buds. What else can a man ask for?
"So, how many assignments are pending?" He asked me, placi
