Lust For Me, Daddy's Good Girl novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Violet

I thought I would wake up screaming.

I’d been bracing for the same dream, the one where Sebastian died and looked at me with anger, where I took every bit of it because I’d failed him. I told myself I would take it all. Even knowing it was only a dream, I would not fight back. I would not ask for forgiveness. I would accept the blame because part of me believed I deserved it for not leaving that family a long time ago.

That did not happen.

Instead, I had a nice dream for the first time in years. My parents and brothers were there, smiling at me. I hugged my mother so tightly it felt like my ribs might crack, burying my face against her shoulder, wishing I could stay there forever.

I don’t remember all the words. I only remember the feeling of finally having a complete family again, the idea that, at least for a moment, everything could be normal again.

As I hugged my mom, my fingers brushed something that didn’t belong there. I frowned, pressing in harder, and the body under my hands felt wrong. Why was it muscular and hard? I pulled back a little, confused.

When did Mother get muscles like that?

I was confused and about to ask when a deep chuckle echoed in my ears. Even half-asleep, I knew that sound.

Oh God. Don’t tell me it isn’t Mother I’m touching.

Before I could open my eyes, someone leaned close and breathed in my ear. “Are you trying to seduce me, Violet? Don’t you think it’s too early for that?”

My heart dropped. It was really him.

Hades.

I snapped my eyes open.

His blue eyes met mine, that same infuriatingly cocky grin spreading across his face. He was lying beside me, my arms wrapped around him, one hand tangled behind his neck, the other pressed against his chest.

He had his hands on my waist, holding me in place.

He arched a brow, smirking as if my confusion amused him. Then he leaned in, lips stopping just inches from mine, and suddenly the space between us felt unbearably small.

“Or were you trying to take advantage of me while sleeping?” He asked. “If you were, please continue. My body is yours to

use,”

My eyes widened so hard my vision spun. I tore my hand away from the back of his neck, desperate to push myself from him, but before I could even try, his grip on my waist tightened. It held me down.

I looked up at him. “What are you—”

Before I could finish, Hades moved. His body shifted with ease, his weight pinning me to the bed as he rose above me. In a blink, he was straddling me, one hand braced on the mattress beside my face, the other still gripping my waist.

I froze. My lungs burned with shallow breaths. His body was so close, as he towered over me. And to make it worse, he wasn’t even dressed. He was shirtless, his skin bare, his muscles hard under the low light. He wore only a pair of black sweatpants,

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Chapter 89

and that sight made my heart slam harder against my chest.

I tried not to look at his chest, but my eyes betrayed me. I looked up quickly at his face instead.

His expression was unreadable. He didn’t wear that grin he wore when he toyed with me. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking, and that terrified me more than anything else.

“Are you trying to push me away again, Violet?”

My lips parted, but nothing came out.

I don’t remember much after last night. My body gave out before my mind could catch up. My head spun, and the world blurred into nothing as I fell unconscious. The night came in fragments, I drifted in and out, catching pieces of voices, especially Hades’s, before I finally slipped into a deep sleep.

The last time I stirred awake, it was quiet. My eyelashes fluttered, and my gaze landed on Hades. He was still there, sitting at the edge of the bed, holding me against him as I slept.

My chest tightened.

Don’t tell me, he actually stayed with me all night?

Why would he do that?

I felt the hand on my waist move. His fingers brushed against my skin as they slid beneath the hoodie I wore, his touch burning against my side. I flinched, a gasp escaping before I could stop it.

“Or will you finally let me in?”

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