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A Hades and Persephone retelling. I bite back a laugh. If I remember my Greek myths right, Hades, the god of the Underworld, sees Persephone picking flowers one day, and he’s so captivated by her beauty that he takes her by force to the underworld and eventually forces her to marry him.
He tilts his head, daring me to say his name out loud. “Do you recognize me now, wife?”
“You’re my wife, Sofiya. That means you’re my responsibility. Whether you want it or not, I’m going to take care of you… in every way.”
“If you won’t wear my ring, I’ll tattoo one onto your finger. It’s your choice, Sofiya. But one way or another, no one will question who you belong to.”
“Like all touch-her-and-die and I’ll-burn-down-the-world-for-my-woman alpha male.”
“Oh, sweet wife, you have no idea what you do to me. Your smell, your skin, the sound of your goddamn voice haunts me. It’s like every sweet inch of you was made to drive me insane. Now I’m going to need you to hold on tight because I’m about to fuck you so hard, you’ll feel me for days.”
“It was always yours, Sofiya. My home, my heart, my soul—they belong to you and always have. As long as I have you, I’ll never need anything else.”
