Deal With The Devil H.S.

3.

"I was dancing with the devil
out of control"

I'm in a place I'd never thought I'd be in a million years

Hades' apartment.

The same mask I saw earlier was perched on his head. He stood tall in front of me. He rolled his shoulders back and cracked his neck to the side.

I just stared up at him. What else could I do? Juke him out and run? He has like four men standing behind him ready to pounce on me.

Did he plan this? A whole group of people to scare me? 

"What does the devil bring for me?" I slightly tilted my head, sneering at the dark eyes under the mask.

"I don't bring anything to you," His voice was lower than in the bar.

"Then what was so important that you interrupted my," I looked up at the ceiling and pretended to think. "Bathroom break," I wet my lips with my tongue and furrowed my eyebrows.

"Just wanted to talk," Hades took a step back. "Shall we?" He gestured towards the couches in the lounge area of his apartment.

I narrowed my eyes at him as I walked over to the couch. His guard followed close behind me, standing behind the couch.

Hades sat on the couch across from me. He spread his legs and folded his hands, places them in between his legs.

It's not every day the devil man spreads in front of you.

"So you wanted to talk?" I crossed my legs and leaned back on the velvet couch. "Let's talk," I raised my eyebrows.

"Boys, I'm sure it's awfully difficult for her to hear me through this mask," He snapped his fingers and one of the guards was behind him immediately. "Did you not fucking hear me?" He raised his voice slightly.

The guard behind him quickly brought his hands to the horns of Hades' mask. He slowly pulled up on the mask.

My whole body tensed as Hades' face was revealed. 

Harry fucking Styles? 

His wicked grin pierced through my soul.

"It's not often you get a Casey and a Styles in the same room anymore is it?" he slightly tilted his head.

I just stood there not moving a muscle. I'm surprised all the trauma didn't come flooding through me.

I straightened my back and took a deep breath.

"Hello, Harry," I glared at him and he just kept on smirking.

"I didn't know you were in town until I saw the mess you made the other day," He tutted and leaned forward on his knees. "Bold of you Jane," He shook his head. "I thought since you've been doing this for so long you'd be a little more careful about leaving bodies in an alley," He shrugged his shoulders.

Yeah, and it's going to be your blood next bitch.

"As soon as I saw him lying in the ally I knew we had someone dangerous in town. And then I saw the wound in his head." He laughed dryly. "No one just caves someone's skull in with a heel,"  We made eye contact. "I knew my girl was around somewhere," I grimaced at his words.

"I am not your girl," I shook my head. "Can I leave now? It probably wasn't a good idea bringing me here," I gave him a sarcastic grin. "His head won't be the last to feel the wrath of my Louis," He chuckled.

"Enough with the threats darling," He held up his hand. "You haven't even let me tell you what I brought you up here for," He shook his head and spoke almost comfortingly. I scoffed.