Lust For Me, Daddy's Good Girl novel Chapter 63

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You wouldn’t be walking out of here with both legs

Violet

As if he could read the confusion in my head, Hades brushed my hair to the side, making my skin prickle. His lips grazed the bare skin of my shoulder, and I stiffened as his voice slipped low, for me alone.

“Look at her, princess,” he murmured. “Do you really think she could compare to you? Not in a million years would she even stand close. Don’t waste your thoughts on her. To me, she’s nothing more than proof, that boy is a blind fool who doesn’t know the worth of a gem when it’s right in front of him.”

A shudder ran through me, my lips parting before I bit down hard. I hated myself for the way his words made my chest ache and my pulse race.

No. Don’t fall for this.

I clenched my fist, nails digging into my palm.

Don’t forget who he is. Don’t forget what he is. He’s your boyfriend’s father. The man who should’ve been untouchable. He’s luring you in, Violet.

Don’t, don’t let him.

I told myself, and yet, traitorous as it was, I felt myself leaning back toward him, craving that warmth that made it impossible to think straight.

I tore my gaze away and forced it onto Nora.

Her lips still held that innocent curve, but her eyes, oh, I knew that look. She looked like she had swallowed something bitter. Hades and Roman’s indifference had pierced her pride through. Nora hated being ignored more than anything else. She craved attention, and being the glittering star in every room. To her, being invisible was the greatest insult.

If I weren’t in the middle of living my own nightmare, I might’ve taken a picture, and framed it. But right now, I had no strength to savor it. Because as the shock of everything passed, a new feeling crept in.

Anger.

I couldn’t do this. I didn’t want to do this. I didn’t want to be tangled up in his games, and family.

I just wanted out.

I slipped my fingers around Hades‘ wrist, pulling his hand from my waist. Surprisingly, it was easy. He let me go without a fight, his eyes heavy on me as though my rebellion amused him more than my obedience ever could.

I turned on my heel, heading for the entrance. Everything was fine until I passed by Nora.

She shifted suddenly, sliding her foot into my path.

I didn’t see it until it was too late. My shoe caught on hers, my ankle twisting as pain shot up my leg. I lost my balance and went crashing to the floor, I gasped in pain as my palms smacked against the cold ground.

My face burned red as everyone stared down at me like I was some circus act.

Damn it. What was this? A bad movie? A pathetic little heroine scene?

“Oh my god!” Nora gasped loudly. “I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”

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I glared up at her. Even through the mask, I could see the smug curve of her lips, and all I wanted was to rip it

clean off her face.

I clenched my hand so hard my nails dug in my palm. Why would Nora do something this stupid? She didn’t even know it was me behind the mask. But then again, trying to make sense of a psychopath like her was pointless, it would only twist your head in knots.

“Are you okay?”

The question came in unison from Roman and Matthew. Their eyes were on me, both of them starting forward, but they froze when Hades moved.

He walked toward me with the kind of confidence that made everyone else step back.

Hades bent down to my level, his icy blue eyes locking on me. I held my breath, because when he looked like that, it felt like the world outside him stopped existing.

He tilted his head slightly, that lazy smirk tugging at his lips. His voice dropped low. “What do you say, princess? Should I get rid of her?”

My chest tightened. I wasn’t a fool, I knew exactly who he meant.

I dragged my gaze up to Nora. She blinked, confusion flickering across her face, as if she couldn’t believe someone like him would casually talk about her life like it was nothing.

A sigh slipped past my lips. I shook my head, staring down at the floor. “No. I just want to leave.”

He studied me for a long moment, his eyes unreadable. Then, without a word, his gaze dropped to my feet. Before I could even ask what he was doing, he slipped the heels off my legs. I blinked, confused, as he hooked them effortlessly on one finger. A moment later, his arm slid around my waist, and he lifted me off the ground.

I yelped, my arms flying around his neck instinctively. My eyes went wide as I looked at him. Around us, the room looked at us shocked. But of course. He never cared who was watching.

My brows furrowed. “What are you doing?”

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