Chapter 27
**CHAPTER 27**
**"H...He cheated on me with another woman..."** she cried, "... he doesn't love me anymore..."
"Sshh..." Hades shushed her as he caressed her red locks. "Don't worry, love. I'm here. I'm here."
Allison raised her face and he met her stunning green eyes that always reminded him of the pastel green meadows. She blinked that made him notice her long, thick lashes that made her extremely attractive. He looked at her beautifully etched upturned nose and specks of freckles that made her face look like a state-of-the-art. His eyes brushed to her red, tempting lips. Those lips, those luscious red lips that always seduced him whenever they gape open, those innocent lips that would just suddenly turn him on without any reason.
The temptation was challenging him, he leaned closer to her and pressed his forehead gently against hers. He wanted to show his love to her, how much he wanted to worship her through his kisses. He wanted to kiss her until they're completely breathless. He wanted to kiss her all night long, from dusk until dawn. Hades gazed at Allison changed from bewilderment to smoldering passion, he wanted to make love to her now but he needed to calm the beast inside him that was aching to go out. He couldn't make love to her now, not now, not yet especially that she bore hate against him as of the moment. But he didn't want to be a depraved monster in her eyes.
He breathed deeply and closed his eyes, hoping that he wouldn't receive a slap from her for the nth time. He thought having their foreheads connected would at least give her ease and comfort, and it did. Her cries stopped and she was no longer breathing heavily. Hades opened his eyes and realized that Allison closed her eyes as well, and it made him happy. It gladdened him that she let her guard down on him this time, that she uncovered comfort in him. He closed his eyes again to savor the moment. The both of them remained in that position for moments long, their skin connected in warmth, breaths in synch.
When Allison fluttered her eyes open, a masterpiece of God welcomed her entire sight. Hades looked so innocent while he was asleep. Her eyes brushed past his closed eyes, beautifully etched upturned nose, and red lips that were slightly gaped open. His striking face gave her the temptation to trace her fingers on every curve and feature on his sleeping face but she knew she shouldn’t do that, she shouldn’t fall for his looks. A controlling and scheming personality lied behind that handsome face, Hades was a devil incarnate of himself. The same devil incarnate who comforted and lulled her to sleep. He didn't dare to touch her anywhere else inappropriately. He only sat on the edge of the bed, pressing his forehead against hers and patting her back while she cried ugly until she calmed down and fell asleep. She sat up, looking at him sleeping beside her. It seemed that he fell asleep as well while comforting her.
"You look cute when you're asleep. Too bad, I don’t like you," she whispered and removed herself from the bed to take a bath.
"How are you feeling?" a voice welcomed her as soon as she left the bathroom after a refreshing bath. She turned her head and flustered when she realized that Hades was awake, on her bed, and held the same handsome appearance and dominating aura despite being groggy.
She held the thickly layered bathrobe closely to her body. She was completely naked underneath and even though they were engaged, they weren't intimate and close enough to open herself to him. Most especially, she still harbored the same level of hate as he brought her to this situation.
But this time, that hate didn't stop her from being civil to him. "I feel fine now," she answered his question.
"Need a hug?" he asked and she felt like crying. He was offering her comfort again, and for an unknown reason, she wanted to cry.
She grabbed the blankets from the bed and wrapped herself around it to another layer to cover herself and proceeded to him for the hug he was offering. A pair of strong arms instantly flew around her waist and a hard, toned body crashed against her face.
"I'm glad you feel all right now," he murmured, his breath fanning on her neck. She felt the ease and consolation in the gentleness of his voice. She could hear his heart whacking at such a fast pace, which made her wonder. She remained stiff, unknowingly contented with his words. It felt as if everything was moving slowly that she thought that the moment would last long enough to call a lifetime. The warmth from Hades' body and his words of comfort somehow gave her the thought that she would rather she stayed in his warmth like that for a moment, only for temporary as she planned to leave him, eventually, when she’s garnered enough courage.
Another part of her snorted as she found comfort in the man she considered as her enemy and ruiner. The resounding moment ended when someone made a faint knock on the door.
"What?" growled Hades with his voice baritone and menacing. As if he was giving someone a notorious threat.
"O...Oh! I just knocked to tell you that breakfast is ready, Master," said a voice that is probably owned by a matron.
"We'll be downstairs," he replied, his embrace around her still intact.
"O...Of course," replied the matron's voice.
She almost sighed in relief when she felt his grip on her loosen and his hands moved to the side of her shoulders, a distance between them being created. He raised his head and Allison met his grey eyes. "All good?" he asked and she nodded in response. His hands moved from her shoulders to her hands, holding onto them tightly. He kissed her knuckles while remaining his eye contact and she fought the urge to slap him by pulling her hand away from his grip and getting on her feet, then proceeding by sauntering to the closet. She knew wasn't up to something like what he did yesterday, though she still didn't trust him, she trusted her instincts.
"I’ll be waiting by the door, I hope you’ll come down and eat with me," she heard him said as the door slammed shut, she thought if she had any other choices. But she knew she didn't have any.