Chapter 71

**Kapittel 71**

**"He's not a man,** Hades. He's a boy, and why not? It was only a friendly kiss. Also..." she trailed off. "You can't tell me what I should and shouldn't do. No one has full autonomy over my body but me."

Hades, seemingly to be trying to understand, heaved off a sigh and pulled her close to him. "Still, you shouldn't have trusted him, let alone kissed him, love. He might be a killer or a thief."

"Seriously?" she raised a brow at him heavenwards.

"Yes."

Allison rolled her eyes in vexation and crossed her arms over her chest, "Whatever, daddy."

She saw him stiffen when she said those words like she just triggered something inside him. A smirk clandestinely plastered on her lips. Her childish side urged her to tease him further. "Daddy?"

"Don't call me that," he told her with his square jaw clenching like he was stopping himself from doing something. His eyes were looking at her intently as if he was staring right into her soul.

"Why, daddy?" she teased with her lips tugging into a huge smirk.

"Allison, I'm te..."

"Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, dad—aah!" her tease was replaced by a loud shriek when he suddenly took her in his arms and carried her like a sack of potatoes.

"Oh, God! Ha... yah!" she was about to protest but it was replaced by another shriek when she felt a huge palm make a strong contact against her butt cheek, giving off a stinging yet pleasurable sensation.

"I told you not to call me daddy, did I? You've disobeyed me, you naughty woman." Her whole body shook in undistinguished delight because of what he said next, "And naughty ladies like you always get punished."

"Let go of me, Hades!" she shrieked loudly, which took the attention of other tourists while struggling against his fatal grip on her small waist. He only chuckled and carried on walking to God-knows-where. She felt so ashamed at the people who were gawking at them, wondering what was wrong with the two of them. Who wouldn't be embarrassed about being carried like a sack of potatoes, not to mention screaming loudly that the grains of sand shook?! All she wanted to do now was to dig her own grave then die. Wait, she was going to die!

She was already exhausted and felt incredibly sick, sicker than she felt the time she rode a ride at the amusement park for the very first time. All the blood in her body left her completely, and she looked like a cadaver because of her fair skin that was getting slowly turning pale. Air had left her lungs and she could no longer breathe properly, and her body was losing strength. She could not fight him any further, but she needed to do what she needed to, and that was to fight for her life. Who knew what Hades would do to her? He'd probably spank her ass bare or whip her body with a paddle!

She heard him playfully say, "It's a no-no for you, love. You've been naughty, and I need to teach you a lesson." she then felt his warm hand patting her ass gently. He's enjoying this, she could tell. She lamented calling him daddy, she didn't know that a simple tease would bring her to her end. She should have known!

"I promise! I won't call you daddy again!" she promised while keeping on struggling for her dear life, pounding his flawless back with her small knuckles and kicking his hard six-pack abs with her pale feet. The first time she saw Hades boxing half-naked back in his mansion, she knew that his muscles, which oozed such hot manliness, were sturdy and firm and but she never knew they were this hard! His muscles were harder than an igneous rock! She thought how could he build such a body and if he was some former member of the Special Forces or Marines.

"But you just did." she could feel him smirking while saying that. This damned man!

"Argh! I swear to you, Hades de Vries, from the graves of my farthest ancestors of Pendletons and Taylors, that I, Allison Drew Pendleton Taylor will never ever, ever, ever call you that again!" she shouted at the top of her voice, uncaring of the people in the entire island hearing her scream like a banshee. Wait, she was becoming one! She was waiting for her death, how ironic!

"Too late for that, love."

Her world stopped in a millisecond the moment she heard those words come out from his mouth. Completely awestruck, she roamed her eyes around. But they immediately gauged out from her eyeballs when she realized that he was standing on a huge rock, and they were already somewhere in the middle of the sea!

"H... Hades..." she breathed out nervously with her lips trembling. She turned her head where she can see the sea clearly and unconsciously swallowed the huge lump in her throat when her eyes took into place with the deep blue sea that sloshed the waves forward into the shore. It looked so downright deep. Allison's whole body grew cold and trembled in severe trepidation.

Her lips twitched and she immediately looked away, meeting his hard back. "Wh... Where are we?" she asked him nervously as her mind began scrambling horrific thoughts and crazy assumptions of what Hades might do to her. He sure was one vicious man!

She gasped in a bolt from the blue when her eyes bored his clean slate of hoary eyes, that was when she realized that he had slid her down and held her like she was some kind of doll that he was cuddling, what's only missing was to wrap her limbs around his waist and her arms on his neck. She wondered how could he do that effortlessly. She was already facing him in just one swift! She didn't see him move a single muscle!

She looked into his steel eyes and saw them shimmering brightly in excitement like how the stars shine vibrantly at night-time. It rendered her spine shiver in both fear and delight. She began thinking about what he was about to do. 'Is he going to throw me in the bottom of Davy Jones Locker and let the sharks eat me fancily like some fine piece of dinner? Are there even sharks in the South Seas? Hopefully not!' she prayed.

His hands slid on her forearms and wrapped them on his thick neck, his touch sending lingering odd sparks that felt electrifying like small bolts of lightning that were making her spine shiver, even more, given by every spark. What was he doing to her? How did he do this kind of magic to her? She never felt these odd sparks whenever she came in contact with other people, even with Dane.

"H... Hades..." she tried reaching out to him with her eyes pleading like a little puppy's devastatingly innocent eyes.

Instead of answering her, he stayed quiet. But her spine shivered when she felt his hands move from her back down to her ass. His hands were warm and soft like how a baby's palm would feel when it hold its parent's finger for the very first time. Even though she didn't see it, Allison was pretty sure that Hades sometimes did dirty work aside from holding pens to sign on contracts and papers to read business deals, but his hands still felt soft. Talk about injustice!

"Hades!" she shrieked in uttered surprise when he cupped her peach-like butt with his huge hand then squeezed it. She gave him a fuming glare of deathly daggers and smacked his chest with such hard force. The nerve of this man!

"Oh," he gasped and raised a brow at her as a corner of his lips tugged into a mischievous smirk. "Growing naughtier, are we, sweetheart?"