Anarchy (Hades, #2)

by Tate James

It was a love letter in every sense of the word... with a distinctive Cassiel Saint twist.

"I'm not asking you for forever, Red," he murmured in that deep, husky voice that all but dripped sex. "But you'll give it to me anyway."

"You're my favorite aunt in the whole world, Demi," I replied with a grin. She huffed again. "I'm your only fucking aunt, you brat. You killed the other ones."

"Uh, okay. I mean I have told you before, but I think you maybe misunderstood... You were my first."

"If you two are both quite finished pissing on me like a tree, I have someone waiting to be tortured in the basement."

Fists clenched at his sides, he took two steps closer. "I said, no. No, I will not sit down. Not about this. I'm not goddamn overstepping, Dare, because I fucking love you. Okay? I love you."

He cut me off with a sharp laugh of disbelief. "No, you dense bitch. I love you."

"Before we leave this room, I need to be perfectly fucking clear with you about something." His voice was low and rough, barely above a whisper. "I said it in my letter, but I need to say it again, aloud, to make sure you believe it." His rough hand cupped my face, and his nose brushed mine. "I love you, Red."