Chapter 68

**Kapittel 68**

**"Please."**

"Y...Yes, Master," the butler took one last bow before leaving then silently.

As soon as the door was closed, Hades fished a hand in his pocket, fishing out a cigarette pack and a lighter. He settled himself beside Allison before grabbing a cigarette stick, placing it between his lips, and was about to light it when a hand flew and staggered the cigarette from his lips.

He turned his head and met her face. "No smoking, especially on my watch," she told him with a stern face that made him sigh in disbelief and shrugged. "If my baby says so," he stated before tossing the cigarette pack and the lighter in the trash bin without any further ado. her lips parted in surprise as she thought he wouldn't go as far as throwing his precious cigarettes. However, this may be a false pretense.

"Why would a lawyer come to your house, Hades? What did that Richard mean by charges?" she interrogated him, her eyes staring at him intently. "Did you do something illegal?" she added. He looked at her, kissed her forehead before shrugging. "The police sent me a warrant of arrest for aggravated assault, even though they lack evidence."

Her brows kissed in confusion. "Assult? Of whom?"

"Just some random guy in a certain bar," he answered her and rested his head on her shoulder blade. "The same guy who tried to molest you last night," he added with his face grim and his voice fatally dark.

Just as she heard his statement, a surge of memories flashed in her mind like a bolt of lightning. That man tried to molest her, who made her wrist swell and bruise, but Hades came and beat the man to a pulp. She then remembered his words before they left the bar.

"Dare to touch my woman, and I swear to you, you will not see the sunshine again."

Realization hit her thoughts like a strike of lightning. She looked at him with fear in her eyes. "You almost murdered that man, didn't you?" she asked him with a fearful voice and looked at him with bewildered eyes.

He lifted his head and stared at her with his hollow, grey orbs, but deep inside, she knew that he was hiding a pained expression. He just gave off a sigh and shook his head. "Not exactly, I just broke his face that made him not recognizable," he said before getting on his feet and sauntered to the door.

"What you did to him was horrible," she stated, "But thank you. I don't know what would've happened to me if you weren't there," she added with her head hung low embarrassingly. She could have been raped or worse, killed if he hadn't saved her. She was grateful.

"You're welcome," he said then shots another topic, "So, where do you want to go on a trip to?"

"Love... Love..."

Allison groaned in vexation when she felt someone shaking her while whispering a familiar pet name in her ear, trying to wake her up. She yanked the hand that was holding hers and pulled the sheets over her body even more. She needed more sleep. She wanted more sleep.

"Love... Allison... wake up..." the hand came back. But this time, it held her shoulder and shook her relentlessly as a hot breath fanned over her face. It annoyed her. She always hated when someone would ruin her sleep. If this was Dawson, she'd kill him as he knew that she hated being woken up.

"Fifteen more minutes..." she grumbled with a loud grown, but then her nose scrunched when two cordial aromas made their way inside her nostrils, poking at her olfactory system like a forefinger motioning come hither. It was seducing her to wake up. One was the refreshing, saline scent of the sea while the other was the delicious smell of white coffee. She inhaled deeply then took the sheets lower to her neck. "Is that... mhm... white coffee?" she asked with her eyes still closed.

Her heart began beating erratically when she heard a faint, low chuckle. "Yes, love. Now you better get up before it gets cold."

"Much obliged," she groggily said and lazily sat up with her eyes still closed. She couldn't resist sleep but she couldn't resist white coffee more than anything else. She held her head up when she suddenly felt dizziness kicking in, but despite the unwell feeling, she opened one eye and saw a happy-looking Hades offering her a huge mug of frothing white coffee. Allison took the cup with her hands and sighed in delight when the coffee's ambrosial smell made its way inside her nose. It smelled like heaven. She lifted the cup to her lips and slowly sipped the delicious liquid, afraid of marring her delicate tongue.

"Mhmm," she moaned out of delight and pulled the mug's brim away from her lips. She praised the odds for the creation of such a delicious and revitalizing drink. "Delicious."

"Here, eat your breakfast," her jaw slacked open when she saw him suddenly holding a breakfast table and placing it on her lap. She looked over the food he brought and her mouth instantly watered along with her stomach that groaned in hunger.

It was a three-layered pancake bathed in deliciously sweet, golden honey that glimmered on the sunlight's rays and contained a handful of raspberries, blueberries, and strawberries on top. It was the perfect breakfast for a perfect morning. She placed the mug on the breakfast table then hastily grabbed the fork, cut a piece of the juicy pancake then ate it. As soon as the food made contact with her delicate tongue, she tasted heaven. A moan escaped from her red lips and her eyes closed in such ardor. She'd never tasted anything this delicious!

When she gulped her food, she opened her eyes and looked at him who was watching her with smiling eyes. "This is heaven, Hades!" she said and took another piece to bite, then moaned once again, but this time louder.