The Truth About The Handsome Drunkard
Lord Hades felt as if the room had brightened up with her smile, and the bleak walls of his bed chamber had gotten some colors and became lively with the presence of his mate, he could not help but stare longingly at her with a loving expression, as he caressed her cheek and played with her hair lock.
"I just recalled again, what was it for which you came back early and haphazardly?"
Hestia remembered and scolded her naive self inwardly for submitting herself again, and to let Hades have his way once again.
"Oh, yes, I came to inform you that you are going to accompany me tonight."
Hades 'dispatched' his body from hers and raked through his hair while groaning in frustration.
"My mind was absolutely sane when I came in but then…it is all your fault Hestia, that I got immersed into something else."
"What!? But where to and why?"