Parisa's POV
I could feel Hades' eyes on me as he entered the shower. How long he had stood outside the glass doors, I wasn't so sure, but I could smell his campfire smell as soon as he opened the door. I continued washing the soap out of my hair, I was nervous, and I didn't know how to react. I haven't necessarily seen Hades completely naked yet.
I'd been blessed not even seeing one of those things. The strip club had strict policies for men not to show anything out in the open. That was what the private rooms were for. Now, I was standing, butt naked, in the shower with the hottest thing on two legs.
Hades' rough hand trailed my hips as the palm of his hand hit my stomach. Stepping closer, I felt himself touch my upper back. He was big, and I knew I was going to be in trouble.
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