Page 11 of Hades’ Revenge

“You went through a great deal of trouble to find me tonight,” I said.

“It wasn’t that hard.”

“You’re lucky I find you entertaining. But I am an impatient man, so please tell me why you're here.”

“Fine.” She huffed. “I want answers.”

“To specific questions or anything in general?”

No, silly.” She rested her feet in my lap. “I want to know who you were to my father.”

Now who is teasing who?

“Why is that so important to you?”

“I believe in parallels,” she said. “Nothing happens by accident. I was meant to see that video of you at your club. Something brought me to this island.”

“Your course work.”

“It’s more than that.” When she gazed up at the stars, her wide eyes drew me in. “I could have studied anywhere. London, Paris, Italy, but I chose Greece. Why?”

“Are you saying this is fate?” Such a naive girl.

“How else did our paths cross?”

“I don’t believe in coincidences.” I scooted her feet from my lap because her soft skin was far too distracting. “But I will admit that your presence here has caught my attention.”

“I’m not surprised.”

Flirting with me again? Doesn’t she know I don’t do romance?

“You’ll tell me what our connection is?” she asked.

I’m not so certain you really want to know. “I will.”

“Great!” She clapped her hands. “I have questions.”

“I’ll answer them for a price.”

Let’s see how important this information is to you.

“What kind of price?” She motioned around the backyard. “You clearly don’t need money. What could you want from me?”

All the things I shouldn’t desire but do. You came for me. Now it was time to suffer the consequences. I’d vowed not to seek revenge on Leo, but maybe Capri was right. Fate did have a way of intervening, and mine, however unexpected, was right in front of me and ripe for the taking.

Revenge was funny like that. It presented itself when you least anticipated it. When you thought you had no use for it.

“I want you to swim with me,” I said.

“I didn’t bring a bathing suit.” She tugged on the ends of her long, shiny hair. “But thanks for the offer.”

“You don’t need one.”

She pressed her full, pink lips together, coercing my gaze to them like a wolf to his prey. Would she let me pounce? Or would she run away and never look back?

“I don’t think so,” she said.

“I don’t believe you.” I caressed her inner thigh, luring her to stay with me. “It’s such a hot night and the water is so refreshing.”