After a short while of cuddling on the floor with Stella and I, he stands and offers me his hand, taking it I stand up and pat Stella one more time before he leads me down the hall. We approach a large set of doors and, with a wink in my direction, he swings open one of them. I gasp as I walk into the room I look around, it looks similar to the room I was in the first time I was here but much bigger and more lavishly furnished and decorated. In the center of the room stands a four poster bed, made of solid carved onyx. The sheets were black and royal purple silk with lusciously soft animal furs laying over top of them. I looked around, each wall was covered in old paintings, portraits of Hades, him and Stella, the countryside, and multiple abstract pieces. Shelves lined with crystal figurines of dragons, knights, castles, and one that catches my attention immediately. I walk swiftly across the room to examine it closely. I gasp, this figurine looks just like me. I turn wide eyes to Hades, who blushes deeply. "All of these figurines, I made by hand. That one is the last one I made. Once I saw you I couldn’t get you out of my mind. I couldn’t get you out of my head so I carved your beautiful face into crystal." I feel my blush deepening. I softly touch the little crystal me, grinning like an i***t I glance back at him. His answering smile is blinding. "It's beautiful." I murmur softly. "As are you." He says, coming to stand behind me. Turning around I slip my arms around his waist and rest my head on his chest, closing my eyes I listened to his heartbeat under my ear. He rested his chin on my head and sighed contently, wrapping his arms around me snugly. I smile to myself wondering how I got so very lucky. We stand there for what seems like an eternity, when finally he pulls back and smiles down at me. Raising my face to his, willing him to kiss me, I lean in a little bit more as my eyes drift closed. A moment later I feel his lips brush mine, oh so very softly. I hold my breath, waiting with anticipation. His hands move up, resting on both sides of my neck, his thumbs under my chin as I slowly exhale. His lips slant over mine hard, brutal, demanding, and oh so very good. I gasp parting my lips and he takes full advantage slipping his tongue into my mouth, exploring, dueling with mine as my heart rate picks up. Gripping his forearms for support I return his kiss with just as much passion. Suddenly he's gone, no longer touching me, no longer kissing me, no longer even near me. I open my eyes to see him stalking across the room, cursing under his breath. I stand there, frozen to the spot, my breathing shallow and my legs weak. "Hades?" I ask softly. He spins around and I take a step back.. His eyes are burning with fury, his mouth twisted into a snarl. "This isn't supposed to happen." He hisses between his teeth. "What are you talking about?" I ask softly. "This. Us. There cannot be an us. There will not be an us. I own you. You are mine, because you chose to come to me. I was there the entire time. Stella was supposed to kill you." All the blood drains from my face, and I freeze. "Kill me?" I ask, my voice barley audible. "Yes. Stella was supposed to kill you, I am the God of the Underworld. I revel in death, it's who I am. I should not be close to you. I should not feel anything for you. As of this moment, I don't. You are just another life for me to take, another soul to steal." Staring at him, I slowly shake my head. "You will not have me then, at all." Pulling the gun from my hip I fire it into straight towards the ceiling. I sit bolt upright in bed, sweat pouring off of me, and tears streaming down my face.