The King of Darkness

Chapter 2

"You got quite a kick, young lady.", he said, stalking towards me and I had no where to go. The door that led me here is now gone and now I have to face the bastard.

"Pity it didn't keep you gasping for air for long.", I hissed. My back is pressed up against the wall and now the greek god is towering over me. He got rid of his robes and is now standing in front of me shirtless and mouthwatering.

"Hmm...I love a woman that has a strong attitude and will power but that will all fade to dust when I'm through with you.", he whispered, stroking his hand against my cheek and gripping onto my chin roughly.
I glared into his eyes and they were black with anger.

"Don't be frightened darling. I don't bite...much.", he chuckled and leaned his head forward. He breathed in my scent and moaned.
"Your scent is intoxicating, like a virgin. Sweet, pure and irresistible.", he whispered.

I closed my eyes as I felt his lips trace a trail up my neck and softly grazing my lips. My breathing quickened and my heart beat raced.
No, please don't kiss me. I don't want my first kiss like this. I begged in my thoughts.

As of hearing my thoughts, he pulled back and stared deeply into my eyes. I breathed out and thanked the gods.

"I'll show you to your room.", he said bluntly and stepped away from me. My mind was racing and my limbs frozen. I blinked a couple of times and ordered my limbs to obey. I walked behind him and a door appeared in front of him. He opened it and gestured for me to go in first. I eyed him and walked into the room.

I gasped at the beauty of the architecture. The ceiling was high, with a crystal chandelier brightening up the room, the marble floor polished till I could see myself, a king sized bed was against a large window viewing the beautiful night sky, the bed covered in satin sheets, there was a walk in closet already filled with dresses and other clothing. I spun around the room admiring the beauty.

"This will be your room. Until the trials are over.", Hades said.

"Trials?", I asked.

"Yes. You have been chosen to go up against six other women, who will be competing for the crown and be my wife.", he explained.

"What?!", I screamed. I don't want to be competing against other people and I certainly don't want to be married to this...this...brute.

"You have no choice in the matter. You will compete unless you want to be thrown into the pits of Tarturas."

"What if I lose?"

"Then you will be a servant to the kingdom or if I'm in a good mood. I'll give back your life."

"You mean I can live again?"

"Yes."

If I lost I could go back home. See my friends and live my life but if he is in a shitty mood I would have to be a servant. I bit my lip and considered the possibilities.

"I'll leave you be and send one of the servants to get you prepared for dinner.", he said and disappeared into the door.

I stood there staring at thin air and now I am left alone in a room.
Filled with questions that's needs answering.

"Little shit.", I said, softly and walked towards the bathroom that made me gasp once again. The bathroom was marbled and polished, the bath tub looked like it could fit four people in there, there was a window that was open to the Underworld, but luckily there was a curtain to protect my goods and there was a shower that looked like a fountain was pulled out of nature and placed into such a modern jungle.

"Well for the King of the Underworld he does have some taste.", I commented. I stripped down to my underwear and turned on the bath. There was different types bubble bath with different smells. I reached for the one that said Vanilla and poured it in. The bubbles started to rise and the smell of vanilla consumed my sense of smell. I felt my body instantly relax and I took of my underwear. Climbing into the bath of bubbles, my mind went back to my memories, well whatever I could remember of them.