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[30.08.19 - 30.11.19]
An amount of 100 billion dollars in exchange of necessary fire-arms and manpower at the time of need.
That was the deal of the government with Hades. The States will provide him his share of money and in exchange, Ha...
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After dinner, of just cream pasta, I lay half on top of Hades and half on my bed.
My bed was small and Hades had a hulk sized body. He occupied almost whole of the bed with feet's poking out of the edge, I really felt bad even through he showed no sign discomfort.
Hades had now one hand massaging my scalp and the other under his head. He had shredded his cloths before and now was laying only wearing his boxer briefs.
And I had my head resting on his chest, hands gliding over his chiseled abdomen, tracing the line of the tattoo that starts from his lower abdomen on the right side and ends just below the hip bone.
He was gorgeous. He looked even more gorgeous silently laying under me, thinking, breathing. Awake.
I kissed his chest and snuggled close to him.
"When are you done with your work, tomorrow?" He asked abruptly.
"About six." I mumble.
"I want to take you to an early dinner and somewhere else." He says. "I want you see it too."
"What?" I ask raising my head. His olive eyes shine with mischief and passion.
"You'll see." He raises his head and gives me a kiss on my head. "We may need to christian whatever it is." He says.
I blush.
But I lay my head back.
"How is everyone back in the estate?" I ask.
Now that I think, I missed Miri in these months. I missed her dry send of humor and the kids.
I probably missed Rosie the most. Her half sentences and cute adorable giggles.
And not Ben. I didn't miss him at all.
"They're fine." Hades said. "Every body is fine."
"And you?" I asked. "How are you?"
He looks at me for a moment before answering.
"I am fine now, kitten." He says.
I nod.
"Now go to sleep, you've got to be up early in the morning." He says.
When I wake up it was almost seven thirty.
It took a moment for my brain to register the events from last evening to last night.
It felt like a dream. And Hades's absence on my bed ignited that feeling more.
But the bedsheets still had his smell smeared and his shirt was still on my chair back rest, along with his pants.
I grinned and got up from bed pulling my big shirt over my head and putting on his white button down.