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“I pressed my lips together, fighting the sting in my eyes. I wasn’t a bad person. I didn’t lie; I didn’t cheat—I didn’t hurt people on purpose. But I was…a lot. I was loud, emotional, and undoubtedly a bit of a drama queen when I’d had a glass or three of wine, like now. Mr. Captain over there probably thought I was a total bitch after that little display on the phone with Amanda. I didn’t blame him. I wore my heart on my sleeve, especially when I was pissed off. It was beyond my control. I’d never learned to play it cool or keep my mouth shut.”

“Why was it so impossible to find anyone to love me? Was that really so difficult? Guys today sucked. Really, they did; it couldn’t be me, right? That was what I kept trying to convince myself of. But deep down, I knew better. Of course, it was me. Me. I was the problem.”

“As I walked away from the cheeky blonde, her sass about the airlines and crew still irritated the hell out of me. She was a damn firecracker; that much was clear. Sure, she had the air of someone who’d never worked a hard day in her life—probably spoiled rotten by her parents. But there was something else about her, the way she challenged me, as though she were a wild mustang daring me to try and break her. Her fiery spirit and sharp tongue contrasted with her delicate features and petite frame, but it had stirred something reckless in me. I’d been compelled to confront her. People always have a way of chasing what’s bad for them, and I wasn’t immune. Maybe it was that instinct, that primal pull to run straight at what could take you down, that appealed to me. Hell, that was how men like me ended up heading off to war.”

“I’d been compelled to confront her. People always have a way of chasing what’s bad for them, and I wasn’t immune. Maybe it was that instinct, that primeval pull to run straight at what could take you down, that appealed to me. Hell, that was how men like me ended up heading off to war.”

“Her half-hearted apology had come off as an invitation, as if she was letting me win this skirmish but wanted to take me on as a challenge she couldn’t resist—like she was testing me, curious to see if I could handle her. The way she’d been mouthing off about the flight cancellation had indeed made me want to either shut her up with a hard kiss or throttle her—maybe both. As I headed back toward my bags, I thought about how good those pouty lips would look wrapped around my cock, her deep blue eyes gazing up at me as she knelt in front of me. Too bad she was such a smartass and full of herself, but damn if she wasn’t gorgeous.”

“I’d been there, taken by surprise in ways that shattered everything I thought I understood about the world. “It knocks you down when you least expect it, hits you right where you’re most vulnerable. But that’s when you find out what you’re really made of. You have to keep pushing forward, even when it feels as if everything’s been taken from you. You don’t stop. You keep going, even when the pieces of your life don’t fit the way they used to.”

“Noelle was an open book—most of the time. She didn’t bother hiding who she was, and I respected that. But the topic of her parents? That was a door she kept bolted shut. It stirred up an instinct I didn’t usually have for strangers—to defend her from whatever hurt lay behind that door. It wasn’t the same as looking out for my brother and sisters, or even the guys in my unit. This was different. More visceral. I wanted to shield her from whatever caused her pain and make it right.”

“The sudden closeness between us made me pause. Her eyes locked onto mine, and I had the insane urge to close the gap, to taste that sass on her lips. My heart rate kicked up a notch, but I pulled away and straightened, taking a deep breath.”

“Did he ever second-guess himself? Did he ever lie awake at night, doubting his decisions like I always seemed to? Probably not. He wasn’t the type to get stuck in his own head, chewing over every little thing. He acted, he moved forward, and that was that. Simple. Direct. No looking back.”

“One day, fate reached over and shook my personal snow globe, flipping my life upside down.” I shrugged. “I went from a career that was on track, a boyfriend who I thought was total husband material, and a past that was neatly tucked away where it belonged...to this.” I glanced around the room, laughing bitterly. “Jobless, single, hitching rides with strangers. And a past that is now the only future I have.” I laughed, but there was no humor in it. “Sometimes fate is a little bitch.”

“Her eyes fluttered down to her hands, and she bit her lip so hard I thought it would bleed. Fuck! My dick twitched, roaring to life. Any blood on her lip should be of my doing. “Little lamb, you have no idea what your limits are. And baiting a man with few might get you more than you bargained for.” Her gaze stayed fixed on her lap as her fingers worried the corner of the cushion. “Look at me when I speak to you,” I demanded. Her eyes shot up to mine, and those stormy irises were now hidden beneath black pools. “If you were mine,” I said, “I’d strip you bare, tie your wrists behind your back with my belt, and bend you over that island.” I glanced toward the kitchen. “I’d have you spreading those sweet cheeks of yours apart. Holding them open for me while I drool over your little pink puckered hole as I pound my cock deep inside your cunt, knowing I’ll be fucking your ass next.” Her eyes were enormous now. Her mouth dropped open. I’d made her pant with my words alone.”

“She was Persephone. Pure spring caught in the harsh reality of my dark domain. And I? I was Hades. King of an underworld forged not of myth but of concrete and blood. I knew, in the gut-wrenching way only a man like me could, that what I was about to do was wrong. I knew every fiber of her being would scream against the chains I hadn’t even yet forged—but I couldn’t stop the inevitable. I would make her mine. My craving consumed me—an overwhelming longing that defied logic, morality, and every rule I lived by. Everything about it screamed violation. But as I watched her, seeing the fragile strength beneath the pain, the absolute virginity of her soul laid bare… A hunger I had never even known existed devoured me. I couldn’t stop. I wouldn’t.”

“She was the perfect fit for me. My light in all this darkness. Bending my head, I breathed her in and made the only vow I would ever keep without question. From the moment I first saw you, I needed to know more. Not wanted—needed. You became my compulsion, my answer to questions I didn’t know I was asking. I’ve drawn you into the shadows of my world—not to cage you, but to make you mine in every way. I will guard you against every enemy, silence every threat, and claim every part of you while building you into everything you dream of being. No man will touch you without losing his hands. No enemy will breathe after speaking your name. I will tear this city apart if it means keeping you safe. And I will spend the rest of my life making certain you never want for anything except more of me.”

“Don’t worry, little lamb,” he said, his voice a low rumble against my skin as he dragged his lips along my breast. “I’ll always catch you.” Then his mouth curved into a smirk, and he growled something that was equal parts threat and vow: “Hate me all you want…you’re still mine.”