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“Hades…?”
I start to follow him, but then my face goes white as he yanks both boys up and shoves them hard against the balcony railing, to the point that they’re bent backward over it with their feet scrabbling to keep on the ground.
“Hades!” I scream. “Are you fucking crazy!?”
But he ignores me, his eyes two dangerous, lethal slits as he stares at the two teenagers who clearly know him somehow.
“You’re both eighteen,” he rasps darkly as they choke back sobs and whip their heads around to gape at the ground thirty stories beneath them. “And Nora isfifteen, you little fucks,” Hades snarls. “From now on, you leave her the fuck alone. You don’t come near her. You don’t come over to her fucking house. And youdo notgive her drugs. Is that fucking clear?!”
The two guys nod so hard and with so much fear and panic in their eyes, I almost feel sorry for them.
“Yes, sir, Mr. Drakos!” one of them bleats pathetically. “We won’t! We swear!” The other boy swallows, the question obviously hanging on his lips.
“Speak,” Hades hisses.
“Uh, my dad—”
“Are you smart enough to understand what I’m telling you?” Hades spits back.
They both nod wildly.
“Then I don’t think either of your fathers needs to hear about this. If you ever come near Nora again, though, believe me, thatwillchange. Are we crystal fucking clear, you little shits?”
Cue the painfully hard head nods again, and the choked apologies.
“Good.”
I’m still staring at the whole scene like it’s some sort of insane fever dream. Hades hoists them back over the balcony to safety and keeps a hold of their collars as he drags them back through my apartment before he shoves them out the door and slams it shut.
When he turns back to me, he smirks.
“Are youinsane?!” I blurt. “What the hell was that?!”
He shrugs. “They’re eighteen, and they should know better. Also, both their fathers work for my family.”
“Oh, same as those two cops?”
“Are you typically this much of an asshole when people do you fucking favors?”
I’m about to tell him to pack up his crazy and get out when I hear Nora’s voice.
“Hello?”
With a final glare at him, I pull my attention from Hades and march back to the living room. I grab the remote for the stereo and click it, instantly silencing the loud, awful rock music blaring through the speakers.
“Nora?” I growl through clenched teeth.
She’s silent.
“Nora, get out here.”
There’s a heavy sigh and a squeak from her bedroom door as it swings open. A second later, my sister shuffles out of the hallway that leads to both of our rooms in leggings and a hoodie, her dark hair down and framing her face and her hazel eyes, which are currently clearly unimpressed with me.
“What?”
I arch a brow. “Really? You’re going to open with attitude? That’s seriously how you’re going to play this?”
She rolls her eyes. “El, you’re over-reacting.”
