Ronnie had woken up with a huge headache after the demon had receeded out of her.
She had no idea what she had been doing for the past 24 hours and I convinced her she was probably coming down with some sorty of crazy sickness and needed rest.
"You right girl, and Im sore all over," she said as I covered her with a blanket and she passed out.
I came out of her room and softly closed the door. I was ready to make my way into the living room when I heard a loud pop and the air felt like it'd been sucked out of the room.
"Ahhhh my wife," the blue eyes roamed my body and i pulled my robe super closed.
Hades, Lord of the Underworld stood before me dressed in all black with shit kicker boots on and a long leather duster. His blond hair slicked back.
Part of me wished I'd been dreaming. The other part of me dared to wonder what he wanted. "Not your wife and while were at it...its mad rude to portal hop into a bitch crib," I rolled my eyes.
"Cassandra you are gonna be testy forever arent you? You forget I know you better than you know you."
Eye roll again. "What do you want?"
He surveyed his surroundings. "You."
I sighed and watched him sit. "You cant just have sex with a girl these days and make a full time commitment out of it."
"And why not?" He came to me, using God speed and eased me down on to a couch. His hands danced in the air and before I could utter another word I was completely naked.
"Is this what you do to all those little servant girl? Your other wife?"
He only smiled dragging his vibrating finger tips across my nipples, which had become mad sensitive. "Only wife that matters is you, Cassandra, no need to be jealous. We have to go soon to Olympus and have our union blessed by my brother."
"Let me guess... Zeus?"
"The one and only prick himself," Hades muttered. Something told me the myths had gotten that one right. That Hades and his little brother did not get along in the slightest. Perhaps it bothered him deep down and as much as I wanted to explore the ancient subject I let it go.
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Daughter of the Dark: Brotherhood of Death
ChickLitCassandra is from a long line of witches but prefers to steer clear of magic. Her dreams say differently. They guide her to a mysterious man with blue eyes... a death god hell bent on claiming her as his own. Hades has waited a thousand years for Ca...