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The hour long classes were exhausting and the more exhausting part was the bus ride

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The hour long classes were exhausting and the more exhausting part was the bus ride.

From the uni to home, I had to change one terminal and take the subway. It was almost a forty five minute bus ride and ten minute train ride...so yeah.

And it was already six, I still needed to whip up something for dinner as I had no idea, if Becca had put together something for dinner.

Sometime I wish had managed a car.  But then I realise that lot of people are travelling like that, and I am no exception.

Tired and sweaty with my book bag over one shoulder, I dig into my jeans pocket to retrieve the keys.

But like a clumsy person I was I end up dropping them.

"Fucking bastards." I muttered before bending and taking them and putting the house key through the key hole.

The old door opened with a click and I stepped inside, threw my book bag down on the floor and slipped off my slippers before proceeding to pull over my shirt above my head before discarding it on to the floor following to unhook my bra.

The worst part of leaving the house was putting on a bra and panties, honestly. And since I had dismissed training, my thigh gap minimized, butt was slightly bigger, had a small baby fat clogged tummy.

Not that I minded but, I was a bit out of shape. And rarely wore dresses cause of my tummy protruding out.

But the pooch was cute.

"Quite a show, baby girl." I heard.

Okay. I was imaging again. Its okay.

"And a damn good show it was."The voice halted me and made me feel dizzy.

Okay.

What...how?

I turned toward the kitchen and surely behind the small island, stood Hades.

I gasped. He smirked.

Somehow after this long time he looked same yet so different.

I bit my lip.

"Luce, are you home?" It was Becca.

"I-I am." I stammered unable to take my eyes of the man that stood before me, a red ripe apple, half eaten on his hand as he smirked looking at me.

And I felt naked.

I was naked and I was letting him see me.

Regaining my senses, I bend down and pulled my shirt up and over my head clearing my throat.

Becca came out of the room, annoyed.

"You have a guest." She snorted.

"She can see that, thank you." Hades replied and walked over to me.

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