My pride hurt more than the slap my dearest father gave me. It was like he didn't just slap me for insulting him, he slapped me for revealing the truth, in front of Hades. For someone who had kept this a secret for so long, he would have been offended enough to hit his son for revealing the truth that could ruin his entire career and reputation he had built and preserved for so long.
"Mr. Russell! What the f**k is wrong with you? Slapping your own son like that!" Hades growled, holding me close to his chest as his angry and enraged eyes were looking at me in concern and anger. He was concerned about the pain the slap caused me. And he was enraged about the slap my father gave me.
Dad looked at him with the same intensity as Hades was looking at him. It was like a neverending war-battle.
