All I knew? I wasn’t allowed to go in there, that made me want to do it even more.
Chapter21
Hades
Icould still taste her on my tongue, could hear her cry out as she came with my cock buried deep in her pussy.
My shaft throbbed, and I groaned, shifting in my chair, adjusting my length so the fucker wasn’t digging against the fly.
I was starved throughout the day until I could look at her, touch her, and hear her beg me for more. Obsession, addiction, had never been an ailment I suffered from. But I realized Persephone was my drug of choice.
I got in late Sunday night, found her sleeping in my bed like the good girl she was, and gave her an orgasm before I let her go back to sleep. She didn’t complain, didn’t push me away. She was just as hungry for me as I was for her.
And I was falling deeper into her web. Lines had been good and crossed. But I’d always been one to break rules, and fuck, did it feel good.
I heard the deep rumble of Judge Wilcox shouting just beyond my office doors.
“Do you know who I am?” he roared out.
My secretary murmured something inaudible.
“I don’t give a shit if I need an appointment to see his arrogant ass. I’m talking to the bastard now.”
I leaned back in my chair, giving it three… two… one.
The double doors burst open, and I grinned at the judge, who stormed inside. His face was ruddy, his anger tangible.
“You bastard,” he cursed, spit flying out of his mouth.
He didn’t bother shutting the door and Lisa, my secretary, came bustling in, looking flustered. She was frantic as she looked between me and the judge.
I waved her off, letting her know without words that I didn’t need the police called. I could handle this fucker myself.
“Please, Lisa, shut the door for me.” My voice was even and clear, my focus on Martin.
He was huffing and puffing, his nostrils flaring, his face growing redder by the second. He was getting pissed, and I held my hands out.
“What can I do for you, Martin?” It took him a moment before he answered. I could see him trying to gather his composure, telling himself that he knew who I was, what I was capable of. He needed to tread lightly. Carefully.
But he was an arrogant fool. He thought he was above rules, the law. He thought he was above my wrath.
“You severely injured my son. He had to go to the ER for a broken nose. They couldn’t believe his jaw hadn’t been fractured.”
Itsked. “I’ll have to perfect my aim next time.”
Martin’s face got redder. “His left hand was crushed, and you broke two of his fingers on his right. He won’t be able to play ball. And they don’t know if he has permanent nerve damage.”
I kept my expression blank. Because if I didn’t, I’d let all that rage for that little piece of shit wash through me all over again. I’d find myself back at that party, seeing him accost Persephone.
And then that would have me hunting the bastard down and finishing what I started.
“Your son made a mistake.” I leaned forward in my chair, bracing my forearms on the table. “A really big fucking mistake I corrected.” I didn’t hide the venom in my voice. I let Martin feel it surround me.
And at least the bastard had the sense to take a step back.
“You crossed the line, Cronus. You think you’re untouchable, but youcanbe hurt. I’ll make sure of that before you take your last breath.”
I smirked. He knew he couldn’t do shit to me. And the law? The law worked for me, not the other way around. Of course, I didn’t say any of that. I didn’t need to. He knew. He was just trying to exert his dominance when he knew damn well I’d have his ass submitting so fast he wouldn’t know what hit him.