“Is this her?”
“Yes, Boss,” tugon ng isa pang pamilyar ding tinig. Kung hindi siya nagkakamali ay si Morris ang nagsalitang iyon. “Hindi ba pamilyar sa iyo ang hitsura ni Ms. Cruzadas, Boss?”
“I was just messing with you. Of course, I recognize her.”
Katahimikan.
“All of you, leave. I want to be alone with her.” This man's voice was low, and was oozing with seductiveness.
Kamuntikan nang mapasinghap si Proserpina nang marinig ang init sa boses nito. Ganoon nga ang pagkakatanda niya sa boses ni Hades. Palagi niyang naririnig iyon noon. Lalo na kapag silang dalawa na lang at inaangkin na siya nito.
She couldn’t see the face who owned that voice because of the blindfold, but there could only be one person who could make her blood sing in s*xual tension just by hearing it. Kahit naroroon
