Chapter 72

**Kapittel 72**

**"Growing naughtier,** are we, sweetheart?" Hades asked her haughtily and squeezed her butt, even more, rendering for all of Allison's blood to come back and rush up to her face in fury. He just gave off another chuckle before slapping her pink butt and sliding his hand to her legs, wrapping them on his waist with an intensely tight grip, he then took a step forward.

Her spine shivered and snuggled into the man's hugely built body when she felt the cool gust of wind slap her skin softly. It was only a mere touch but she felt like the wind just tapped her back, giving her some encouragement, which she needed so much right now. She didn't know what he was planning to do with her, but she was sure that somewhere between murder and drowning was part of it.

Her lips twitched in nervousness when he began leaning his face closer to hers. Unconsciously, she bit her lower lip and curled her toes, and loads of thoughts came into her mind at the speed of light. 'What is he going to do? Is he going to kiss me before he'll drop her off the ocean? But if he's going to drop me off, why did he wrap her legs around him? Wa...'

"Hold on tight, baby."

"Say wha—aahhh!" she screeched in terror and surprise when she felt the gravity shift and grew heavy as she was falling. Her blood left her body once again, but this time, along with her poor soul. She felt her limbs that were gripping tightly against Hades' huge body grow weak and limped like useless trash and her insides churned like crazy that she was feeling extremely sick while her heart was pounding wildly, pounding faster and profound more than ever as every second tick. Her mind was going in circles that she was now seeing stars swirling before her vision even though it wasn't nighttime yet!

'I'm falling! I'm falling! I'm freaking falling! I'm going to die!' she thought hysterically then internally said all her prayers, hoping that her cadaver will be found beautiful as how she looked when she was alive. She didn't want to die ugly.

"Amen!" she muttered out loud with her eyes tightly closed and held her breath, waiting for death to arrive, and just in time, death hit her head hard like a ten-wheeler truck. Everything felt like a blur. She felt like she was floating, her head had gone even more dizzy because of the strong impact and her muscles softened like meat boiled for stew.

'So this is what how death feels like. It feels like floating beneath the waters,' she thought. A moment later, her eyes fluttered open because of the thought, 'Wait. Floating beneath the waters?'

And that was when she saw the beauty beneath the ocean. The pelagic beauty of the Bailiwick of Marines. The house of underwater creatures. It was paradise. It was an underwater paradise. Allison couldn't put into words how fascinated she was by the beauty beneath the dark blue seas. Words were not enough to describe how beautiful the scene before her was.

The coral reefs looked fascinating with their oddly bright colors and divergent shapes that not one shape or form was similar, truly one of a kind. Various kinds of fish swimming to and fro. It was like an actuating rainbow. The sun's gleaming beam did not just cast upon the proud waves but also gave luminescence beneath the sea, making the breathtaking paradise look clear and candescent. It was such a sight to see, indeed. A sight that anyone in the world should never miss.

She felt someone tap her shoulder. To her surprise, she turned her head and met eyes with a Greek god whose face was a few centimeters away from hers. She gaped at him in uttered surprise, but before she knew it, the Greek god leaned his face closer to hers and crashed their lips in sync, tasting her lips and giving her air at the same time.

The kiss was soft and smooth, like how a drape's fabric would feel against a skin, which rendered for her world to go slow in oblivion. However, instead of getting more air into her respiratory system, she became breathless. She lost her air and rhythm of holding her breath and felt like choking. Fretting for her dear life, she began struggling against Hades' tight grip on her back and pulled her closer against him, trying to give her the air she needed whilst paddling his feet, trying to raise himself up to the surface, bringing her along.

When they finally reached the surface, she pulled away from Hades with her lips parted, panting vigorously for air that she needed most right now whilst gripping on his shoulder tightly as her life depended on it. Everything happened so fast that she didn't know if what happened was either surreal or not. She was too occupied with her thoughts that she didn't notice him gently pressing his forehead on her temple, planting sweet yet sloppy kisses on her ear.

"Now, try teasing me again and I wouldn't hesitate to do scare any further," she heard him whisper huskily on her with a wicked smile on his etched on his hard, handsome face.

Gaining her composure and rhythm of breathing, she glared burning daggers at him before smacking his arm with such hard force, but it seemed that her assault did not give any impact to the man at all. He just laughed at her before capturing her lips using his.

Brought by the heat of the moment, she responded to him by kissing back.

The hours spent went in a blur that she didn't notice that it was already evening and they needed to call it a day. Allison enjoyed her day, swimming the sea until her limbs grew tired and her skin to feel prickly and red because of the sunburn, strolling around the place even though her legs feel wobbly, and roaming her eyes around to memorize every feature of every angle on the island of Bora Bora. Too bad, she was only able to enjoy the rest of the day in just six hours, if only Hades woke her up early though.

Grumbling, she stared at the bright moon that shone perfectly and reflected itself gracefully against the cold waters as the stars shimmered brightly, accompanying the lovely moon. It looked stunning more than how it looked in the city.

"You feeling fine, love?" she heard Hades' baritone voice ask her. She grumbled even more before turning on her heels to face him who was busy buttoning his vest. He was dressing up for a business meeting with someone who was offering a partnership with him. He sure was one workaholic guy, she could tell.

"I want to swim out there," she grumbled with a huge, endless pout on her face. She wanted to swim more, even if it meant for her skin to go all red and painful!