Chapter 66

**Kapittel 66**

**Just as soon** as he heard it, he halted. He sat on the beaten man's stomach, completely breathless. "Hades," she muttered his name once more breathlessly and took hold of his knuckle that was shaking in anger. She knew he was going to explode and possibly harm the man in ways more than one in any clock's shuddering tick.

She leaned forward and cooed on his ear, hoping that her gentle voice would somehow calm him down. "Let's leave, Hades. Please?" he nodded before holding her hand and going on his feet while glaring daggers at the bloodied man.

"Dare to touch my woman, and I swear to you, you will not see the sunshine again," he threatened before turning on his heel and grabbing her along with him. She wanted to pull away from him, but she also wanted to get away from this place as well, Johnsy wasn't with her, and she didn't know where was this place's exit. They ended up going to a nearby dark alley.

"Hades wa..." she tried to talk, but it was cut short when he locked his lips with hers. Immediately, Allison's knees went weak and wobbled. He took hold of her hips for support and began moving his lips against hers. Her brows furrowed in confusion when she smelled the stench of alcohol and nicotine and tar on his lips.

Feeling breathless and in need of air, she pushed him away from her with all her strength, panting hard and rough. Still overwhelmed by what has happened. She stared at him incredulously, but it did not take long when sparkling stars running in circles came before her sight, and her world began swirling like she had been in a twister, making her knees get even weaker.

"H... Hades... wh... why do... I feel so..." she tried to muster, but her lips went numb, and her eyelids began getting heavy. She was feeling drowsy, like she was being sucked down the ground.

"Love? Love!"

That was what she last heard before the oblivious darkness took over her sight.

Allison let a huge gasp escape from her dry throat when she fluttered her heavy eyelids open. With a blurry sight, she roamed her eyes around, speculating where she was. Even though she could not see clearly, she knew that she was not in her room. But it contained a sense of familiarity as if she d been in the place.

'Where am I? Who brought me here?' she asked herself, recollecting what happened prior with her giddy head that felt like she was swimming the ocean the whole day while a team of horses was doing a stampede over her head. However, her thoughts were cut short, and her nose scrunched when a combination of a familiar musky cologne, cigarette, and alcohol assailed her nose. It was giving off a manly and foul smell that rendered her nose to get red and irritated.

"How do you feel, love?" she gasped in surprise when she heard a husky voice ask. She turned her head to look at the person who asked her. At the sight of the person before her, her body immediately went weak, her heart stopped beating and her insides melted. The heavy feeling that went off her chest for a fleeting moment went back again, weighing on it heavily like a boulder on a scale.

There he was, lounging coolly on a chair beside the door frame while smoking a cigarette with a tired, stern face. Allison's lips parted in awestruck. He looked so hot with his messy, jet-black hair that it seemed like a bird's nest. His apple red lips were formed into a thin line that made him look like he was upset, while his eyes, his stormy grey eyes that held emotions that she could put into words. She gulped as she trailed her eyes from his face down to his body. Three buttons of his dress shirt were unbuttoned, showing off his toned chest that must be as hard as a rock, his sleeves were folded up to his elbow, and his right ankle was resting on his left knee that made him look like he was some person that one should fear. He held this dominating aura that made her spine shudder in fear, just like what she used to feel the first time she met him. But he didn't seem to be in the right condition. He looked... disoriented. He didn't look like his usual self. He always held this upstanding yet brooding aura, plus his breathtaking face structure that never failed to catch a crowd's attention.

"H...Hades," she said his name with a pretentious tone to imply that she wasn't afraid of his intimidating presence but failed. Her voice sounded more like a whimper, softly crying out for help. But she couldn't help it, just seeing him with his menacing presence once again made her want to hide somewhere safe, somewhere away from him. She looked around the room once again and realized that she was in his bedroom.

He puffed another smoke before standing up with one hand inside his slack's pocket. He sauntered towards the nightstand beside her bed with slow yet heavy paces. She could feel her heart pounding faster and harder at every step he took. Hades placed the cigarette on the ashtray. He then turned on his heels and faced Allison, who was looking at him with judging eyes.

"I... I never knew you smoke," she muttered, stammering with her eyes looking at him with disbelief. His luscious lips formed into a frown at her statement. He brushed his eyes from her head down to her toes. She clandestinely shuddered because of what he'd done. She felt embarrassed and conscious at the same time.

She felt her blood rushing to her face when he said with a sexy sneer on his face, staring at her intently like she was the most beautiful woman in the world, as he always would. "And I never knew you would look fucking sexy in a lingerie."