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I shiver even though I am under the shower’s hot downpour. Pretty and handsome don’t really capture Hades’ aura of raw power and muted sexuality in the least. He reminds me of nothing so much as a big cat, stalking its prey, sleek and muscular and dark all at once.
I hate to admit it, but I still find him attractive. Even after he kidnapped me, dragged me to the island, and literally carried me into this bedroom.
Attractive but deadly. It’s important to remind myself of that little fact. In the past, when I dated Constantine for instance, I ignored all the red flags in favor of his sheer beauty.
I won’t ever make that mistake again. Not when I know Hades is toxic. He practically tells me so every time he touches me with such disgust.
Blowing out a huge breath, I turn off the shower and wrap myself in a thick, pillowy towel. Then I step into the adjoining walk-in closet, which I found last night.
Hades obviously planned to snatch me far enough in advance to have clothes in my size brought here for me. Not just clothes…
Reaching out with my damaged hand, I run my touch along the silken garments that hang here waiting for me. Hades has a specific taste.
Expensive. Feminine. Almost exclusively black.
And if he is the one that picked out the drawers of tiny black thongs and lace balconette brassieres… I shiver as I pluck one of each at random.
It takes me a minute to dress myself in the most modest garment hanging in the closet. A slinky black silk dress, the bottom hitting the floor when I pull it over my head. It fits as if it were tailored just for me, even though I have basically no ass or tits. The dress miraculously doesn’t demand any.
If anything, its spaghetti straps hug my shoulders a little too tightly.
I pull a slinky black off the shoulder sweater over it that feels expensive. It’s not the greatest combination but I’ve managed to cover everything from my toes to the tips of my fingers. The only skin I’m showing is a portion of my left shoulder.
That’ll have to do.
Slipping on a pair of dark flats, I head to roam the house. Specifically, I need to find Hades. Yesterday ended on a frustrating note for the both of us.
I’m hoping that I can appeal to his sense of decency. Assuming he has one, that is.
I find nothing but bedrooms upstairs on the second floor. The ground floor is expansive, and I wander through the living area and the open kitchen before I find him in a sort of breakfast nook that is a little hidden away from the rest of the house. The room has a breath-taking view of the ocean. He admires it, leaning in the corner, eating up all the space in the room as he scowls into the distance.
I stop and stare for a moment, taking in the white sand beaches and moody aqua blue of the sea.
What is a man who has a view like this so angry for? If I were him, I would retire and try to be happy right here.
Hades turns, sensing that he is not alone. He pushes his cheek out with his tongue, already impatient. He bristles, winding up for a fight.
“What?” he asks.
I step in the room, sticking close to the door in case I have a reason to bolt. “You don’t like me very much.”
His brows lower. A frown touches his lips. “I dinnae understand yer point.”
“Well…” I clear my throat, cursing myself for being such a timid little mouse. My heart is pounding in my chest. “I don’t like you either.”
He runs his tongue over his teeth.
“Ye are trying my patience, Persephone.”
“Penny,” I correct him. I flush. Perhaps I didn’t think what I want to say to him out particularly well, but I can’t stand the way he says my name.
Persephone. Like a curse in his native tongue.
His eyes tighten on my face. “Get to it, lass.”
“Whatever work you have for me, I should go ahead and do it. Then you can let me go. Like I said before, I won’t tell anybody. It’s a win-win. No offense, but I can’t wait to see the last of you.”
He pinches the bridge of his nose. “Yer giving me a hell of a headache for it being so early in the day.”
