Music was softly playing in the background as the Easters were all packing up the venue. Just like all the times before, they wore their most expensive gowns and suits to impress each other's. Glares, snickers and empty greetings were shared amongst them as they pretended to like each other. Completely far from the truth about their envious ways about each other. The person who said that a full person never denies dessert must have been amongst the Easters. Because despite of all their money and luxury, they still were jealous for more. No amount of money would ever be enough in their eyes.
Amongst all the negativity, Celina stood with her parents and was busy on her phone. She had checked the message she had received from her fiancé where he had only written the date of their marriage. There was no room left for her to object and she knew exactly that Sebastian was playing his cards right. She felt as if her hatred for the man grew by each day and now that she had gotten a taste of heaven, she would not be able to pretend as if darkness was necessary for her. She looked up at her parents that were both engulfed in a conversation about who ate the last brownie bite. She chuckled and hugged her father close to herself. Lorenzo smiled a little wider at the sweet action from his daughter and he kissed her head, hugging her back.
"My princess" he whispered, and they soon fell into a new conversation where Celina asked about their trip to Italy and Lorenzo answered, despite of Bellas glares.
As the Easters were making themselves busy by waiting for Sebastian and his crew to show their latest designs, no one noticed how Hades stood down the road. He was nervously fidgeting and kicked stones as he waited for his best friend to show up. His body was starting to feel the adrenalin and he breathed heavily. It had been years since he last did anything dangerous and the setting only made him think back to when he escaped from the cells. The thoughts roaming around in his head made him sweaty and he quickly took off his sweater and threw it in the car. He was left in his black tee that hugged his toned chest perfectly. The chest that Celina had dreamt of laying her head on. The fresh air made the man loosen up slightly and he closed his eyes, making his last prayer.
A crunch was heard, making Hades take his fighting stance. He was back on his scrunched knees with fists in the air to protect him. Upon seeing the familiar face, he let out a sigh of relief and uttered: "Welcome back".
Jay only nodded and started following Hades who was taking the route that went behind the buildings. The boys were completely quiet to not catch any unwanted attention and it was only when they came to the end of the buildings, that Jay whispered from behind Hades: "How will we enter?"
They watched in a distance, how the Easters were walking gracefully into the venue. They could make out some guards inside, making Jay cuss out in Italian. The media interviewers were waiting outside for the grand entrance of Sebastian, giving the boys some time to finish their plan.
Hades chuckled evilly as the sight of the waiters presented itself in front of him. "Guess we will have a chance after all" he told his confused friend, before fishing out two masks similar to the one the waiters were wearing.
"How did you know?" Jay asked as he took one of them and put it on. Hades smirked at the sight of his friend, before answering: "Don't worry about that. They aren't identical which means that we still have limited time"
Jay nodded quickly before standing up: "I look like a fantasy, no?" he chuckled and made a pose. Hades shook his head while a smile still lingered on his face. "You don't look so bad either. That suit pant surely does go with the whole vibe" he continued before they both heard a truck arrive. They crunched down and looked carefully that the driver opened the trunk that was full of what seemed like food. Waiters started approaching the truck and Hades turned back to his friend:
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