Chapter 77
**Kapittel 76**
**"Y... Yes, Mr. de Vries."**
Hades fell silent for a moment, staring at the man for seconds, minutes before telling the man, "Then do please consider my partnership with you to become null and void, Mr. Anderson," he said the shocked man named Mr. Anderson.
"B...Bu... But Mr. d...." Mr. Anderson tried to ask for reconsideration but Hades immediately cut him off.
"I've said what is to be done. I don't want to work with people who disrespect my wife. Now get her and yourself out of my sight before I lose control and I might end up wringing her neck," he stated coldly with his jaw clenching in animosity before making his way back to their suite with Allison and Jekyll.
**"For the tenth time,** I'm telling you Hades, I am fine. Completely fine," Allison grunted in annoyance to Hades who was busy wiping her face with a face towel, which he had been doing ever since they arrived at the suite.
"Are you sure, love?" he asked worriedly while wiping her face non-stop.
She nodded in return and grabbed his wrist to stop him. "Seriously, Hades, you need to stop. My face is now clean and dry. Am I right, Jekyll?" she turned her head and asked Jekyll who had been looking at them wondrously with his large, grey, doe-like eyes while sucking on his lollipop.
"Mhmm-mhmm," the innocent child nodded at her in response before looking at his uncle. "I think Aunt Allison is already okay, Uncle Hades," he stated.
The uncle couldn't help but heave off a sigh before looking at his nephew in disbelief. "And you, young man, what were you doing there? Weren't you supposed to be in bed?" he was one concerned uncle.
Jekyll pouted at his uncle. "I saw a guy holding an ice cream while we were on the way to our room. I asked him what the ice cream's name is and where he got it because I'm going to get one too and he told me it was a blowjob and he got it from the place where I saw Aunt Allison," he answered, swinging his little pale legs back and forth. Their jaws dropped with their eyes getting wide as saucers before looking at each other with the same thought in their mind.
"Aunt Allison, Uncle Hades?" the little boy called them out naively, asking himself what he had said wrong because of their bewildered reaction.
Pulled away from her reverie, Allison shook her head. She took herself off the bed and walked over to Jekyll, she looked at the boy with firmness as she placed each of her hands on the boy's shoulders and squatted to meet his level. "Listen, Jekyll. Honey." She bit her lower lip and gulped the huge lump on her throat. "A... uhm... err... blowjob is not ice cream. It's some sort of drink that kids shouldn't drink."
'Wasn't that man aware that he was speaking to a child and not to an adult?!' she seethed internally while thinking of hunting that man and grilling him alive.
He looked back at her curiously. "You mean, it's bad, Aunt Allison?"
She slowly nodded in reply. She didn't know how to put it into words, especially since she was explaining what a blowjob was to the child. She clandestinely clenched her fist, if ever she saw the man this child was pertaining to, she swore, she won't let that man get out of the island alive.
Her thoughts were soon disturbed and her heart skipped a beat when she felt a large, warm palm cover hers, giving off lingering electric sparks to her delicate skin. Instinctively, she turned her head. It rendered for her eyes to meet a pair of lovely, steel grey orbs.
"May I?" Hades' deep, velvety voice asked her, and she nodded at him in return before taking her hands off Jekyll's shoulder.
He took the advantage of it by placing his other hand on the boy's free shoulder. "Face me, young man. I have something to discuss with you," he said to his nephew firmly with his voice menacing and gentle feeling at the same time.
Even though she did not see it, she knew the boy gulped out of sheer nervousness. Even the hairs on her back stood when she heard the man speak. She stood straight and grabbed a nightgown from the closet before going to the bathroom to take a shower to clean up and lessen the heat she's.
"Where's Jekyll?" Allison asked Hades when she noticed that Jekyll was no more in the suite. It was only Hades, in his pajamas, sitting on the left side of the bed with his back leaning on the headboard, his laptop sitting sophisticatedly on his lap as his firm eyes trained on the screen and his fingers typing masterly on the keyboard.
He was too busy and occupied with his laptop. But she needed to admit, he looked immensely hot at that state. If she had a camera on hand, she'd surely take a good picture of him. His angle and position was perfect pose for a magazine's front cover.
"Hades," she snapped her fingers that startled him, causing the man to break eye contact with his laptop and look at her with his eyes bewildered and his jaw ajar. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead when his steel eyes brushed from her head down to her tippy toes.
She clandestinely entwined her fingers behind her, feeling conscious of his scrutinizing gaze. For an unknown reason, it meant to her how he looked at her. She wanted to feel it. She wanted to feel how he admired her like she was some goddess of beauty. She wanted to feel the warmth of his gaze, how he lovingly would look at her with his clean slate of silver eyes. She loved it whenever he made her feel beautiful, and he never failed to make her feel like it. Tongues may say honey-combed words with bitter lies beneath but the eyes always express transparently and colorfully how a person thought, that's why she liked it better to look at Hades' eyes.
"You look very lovely in that nightgown, love," he commented that rendered her blood to rush up to her face, flaming her cheeks red and ripe, like a freshly picked apple that was shown brightly by the morning sun's raging beams. However, despite the sweet compliment that made her organs go mushy, her spine stealthily shuddered when she caught a glance of scorching lust in his tantalizing eyes.