Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11: His Treasonous Wife

Eve~

I froze, my mind reeling in disbelief. The poison was supposed to incapacitate him, not... this. My heart raced in my chest as Hades kissed me with an intensity that shattered my expectations. His grip tightened on my neck, not in a way that threatened, but in a way that dominated. Every instinct screamed at me to fight back, to push him away, but my body betrayed me, stiff and unresponsive under his touch.

His lips pressed harder against mine, and my knees trembled with the effort to stay upright. I could feel the heat of his body now, the raw power radiating off him, and it was intoxicating in a way that sent shivers down my spine. I hated it. I hated him.

But the poison... it should have worked.

With every passing second, panic began to well up inside me. He knew. He must have known all along, and now I was trapped, at his mercy, in a room full of his people. My mind raced for an escape, but there was nowhere to go, nowhere to run.

Finally, he pulled away, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispered, "You should know better than to underestimate me, Ellen." His breath was warm against my skin, and my pulse quickened.

I swallowed hard, forcing myself to breathe as I met his gaze, fury and dread battling for dominance within me.

Hades smiled, a slow, dangerous smile that made my blood run cold. But his jaw was clenched, his features made harsher. Fuck. I was doomed.

He stepped back, releasing me entirely, and addressed the crowd. "Tonight, the alliance is sealed!" His voice boomed across the room, and the attendees erupted into applause, though it was the sound of polite approval rather than genuine enthusiasm.

As the clapping died down, Hades returned his gaze to me. "Enjoy the rest of the evening, Ellen," he said softly, though there was an undeniable command beneath his words. "While it lasts."

Without waiting for a reply, he turned and disappeared into the crowd, leaving me standing alone under the cold, harsh lights. My heart was still pounding in my chest, the remnants of our kiss burning on my lips like a brand. I itched to scrub my mouth clean.

The room buzzed around me, but I was numb to it all. My plan had failed. What now?

As I stood there, the reality of my situation settled like a weight in my chest. Hades knew what I had tried to do, and he had turned it against me with ease. I wasn't his equal. I was his prisoner.

But this wasn't over. Not by a long shot.

I had to leave to restrategize before I lost my mind. Without another word, I left for my room.

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When I opened the door to my room, to my horror, I found that I had company.

Two men, identical in a way that sent a chill down my spine. They were clad in matching tailored suits, their sandy, cropped hair and sharp features giving them an unsettling symmetry. Their eyes, cold and calculating, locked onto me as soon as I stepped inside. The atmosphere shifted, and the air grew thick with tension. They didn't need to say anything to exude power and intimidation. They looked like modern henchmen.