“I do not want to talk about mortals. I would like to talk about you.”Hades moved toward her, and...

“I do not want to talk about mortals. I would like to talk about you.”

Hades moved toward her, and she took a step away, the bookcase pressing into her back.

“Why did you invite me to your table?”

Persephone glared and looked away. “You said you’d teach me.”

“Teach you what, goddess?” he asked—his lips brushed, feather-light over the skin of her neck. “What did you truly desire to learn then?”