“Do you know what I think?” he whispered furiously, letting his arms fall to his sides, fingers curling into fists to keep from touching her. “I think this is all a game to you. I pissed you off, so you wanted to piss me off, is that it? One for one—now we’re even.” She scowled. “Not everything’s about you, Hades.” He gripped her hips and drew her close, voice rough. “You promised me you wouldn’t write about Apollo. Is your word worth nothing?” She flinched, and he felt it in her whole body, a desire to create distance between them. “Fuck you,” she spat with tears in her eyes, and as much as
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