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He’s Ares fucking Drakos, the brand-new king of the entire Drakos family.
“You’re going to marry Ares Drakos, Neve. That will be the final truce to forever end this bullshit between our families.”
“So,” Hades sighs, his voice dripping with amusement. “You ready to discuss body armor for your dick yet, or do you wanna talk bachelor party?”
One, Neve is a fucking force to be reckoned with. She’s bold. She’s tough. And she’s ballsy. And two, all of that is a serious turn on. I’m so fucked.
“Óchi tóso kaló óso esý. Allá aftó symvaínei giatí den me gámisan móno sto bánio ton episkeptón!”
“This may have started as a political alignment. But make no fucking mistake,” he rasps. “You are fucking mine.”
“If they don’t,” he snarls, I’ll put a hole through their chests and fuck you in front of them while they bleed out, so their last goddamn thoughts on this earth are knowing how fucking MINE you are.”
“Come for me,” he rasps into my ear. “Come for me knowing I’ll burn the goddamn world down just to have you in the ashes.”
“Come for me knowing I’ll fucking kill for you. But most of all, Neve,” he snarls, ramming his cock so fucking deep that I crash over the edge. “Come for me because you’re fucking mine.”
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to keep the woman I realize I’ve fallen completely in love with from harm.
