Chapter Fifteen

"Oh god, yes." I moaned.

Niki beamed brightly as he kneaded his thumbs into my foot that hung out of the bath tub. He looked more than pleased to be back to work again, wearing only a pair of shorts and a purple tank top that Lucifer had given him. He still wore the patch over his eye to avoid the bright lights damaging his healing eye.

This bath was just what I needed. My whole body had ached and throbbed the whole way in here and I had debated simply climbing into bed and rotting there, but Niki had come in and convinced me to take a bath. I was glad I did. The hot water soothed my aching bones and caressed my skin like nobody's business. Even better was that Niki was massaging my feet with some special lotion that made them soft.

"What master do today?" Niki asked as he slid his fingers in between my toes, making me arch my back before sighing in relief. I paused to frown, tilting my head to the side to stare out the long window that stared out over the ocean, but even from here, I could see the bright colorful lights of the city. It was sunset around this time, but it was rather cloudy, so it was like night had already blanketed the city.

Did I dare go out there? What if I was recognized? What if people fled at the sight of me as they would in my own realm? Or worse, spat at me because they thought Lucifer could protect them from my wrath?

"Staying here," I said at last, turning to look at Niki, who gave me a curious stare, "There's got to be something here to entertain me." Niki chewed at his bottom lip as he pressed his thumbs gently into the bottoms of my feet, then ran his hands along my heel to my ankle. Chills crept through me at his skillful touch and I resisted the urge to make more noises that would probably confirm Lucifer's suspicions that I was some kind of whore.

"Master want Niki to bring something for him?" He asked. I considered that, then nodded.

"Yeah, actually. I'll make a list of food for you to grab... Actually, some other supplies as well. I think I'm going to tinker around here with some of the artificial's blood." I replied. Niki nodded obediently and didn't even question my need for food. I wasn't about to eat what was being cooked in the kitchen down the hall for numerous reasons. One of which included the fact that Hannibal and Blaine were making the meal and I'd sooner swallow Titan cock than eat anything their filthy hands had touched.

Oh, I knew all about Hannibal's road to recovery, but I didn't give two shits. It didn't change what he did and it didn't change my hatred for him. Everyone else could fall in love with him, but not me. Once he'd made the mistake of laying hands on Abel, he'd invoked my eternal hatred.

And Blaine? I should've never given him to Cerberus. Had I kept Blaine in my dungeons for the rest of eternity, Cerberus would have continued to be who he had been. He'd be my son and he wouldn't have had his eyes opened to the monster I was. But, damn it, Blaine had to come along and pull the veil from Cerberus's eyes. Now he saw me for who I was and he loathed me from the core of his artificial soul.

That just made this situation a hundred times worse. Not only was I trapped in the same house as all of my sons and Lucifer and his children, but all of their lovers as well. My stomach churned in disgust at the thought of what they were doing with their free time.

Eventually, I left the tub and went to the room that had officially become mine four days ago. I dried off with a towel as Niki left to fetch my list of supplies. I pulled on a pair of black jeans and a loose black sweater, reaching up to rake my wet hair back from my face when I heard someone knock on the door. I narrowed my eyes and glared in that direction. I wanted to set my own locks on the door, but that would require magic and I had vowed the moment I woke up that I wouldn't use any magic in order to conserve it for when the Titans decided to launch their attack on Hell, which would be any day now.

"What?" I snapped impatiently, making my way to the door and pulling it open to see Lucifer there. He'd changed from his white leather outfit to a more casual pair of jeans and a polo shirt. Yeah, the whole mortal realm thought Lucifer was a red-skinned, horned demon that ran around naked when he actually dressed like a wealthy millionaire douchebag.

"We haven't seen much of you," Lucifer said calmly, taking my tone in stride, which only succeeded in irritating me further, "I was thinking maybe you could come take a walk with me." I considered that, surprisingly. I was tired of looking around this room and having nothing to do, and being able to know my surroundings sounded safer in case I needed a quick escape. I sighed, glancing up and down the hallways to make sure no one was around to bother us before I came out and closed the door behind me.

"We need to be back in a couple of hours. Niki's in town fetching some things for me." I answered. Lucifer nodded and gestured for me to follow him down the hallway, a long sleek modern hallway made entirely of white marble with white paneled ceilings and walls decorated in gold drapes, a few pieces of art hanging here and there. We passed the kitchen on the way down where, sure enough, Hannibal and Blaine were busy cooking. Lucifer's son, Akin, also Hannibal's lover, was making jokes and being overly feminine about everything while Blaine kept making crude comments about some stupid movie they'd watched earlier. I rolled my eyes.

"The kids are planning a movie night," Lucifer said after a while, "Would you care to join us?"

"Do I look like I want to sit in a room full of idiots and watch stupid movies?" I demanded. Lucifer sighed.

"You could at least try to be a little nicer. This isn't easy for us either. I'm surprised I'm even allowing them to relax what with everything that's going on. Have you even considered trying to coax Zeus to our side? Maybe if I went with you--"

"No," I snapped impatiently, then looked away to avoid his probing stare, "No. Zeus won't agree no matter what we do. He doesn't care. He thinks he's safe on Olympus and that if the Titans actually do make it to him, he can take them down single-handedly."

"And you would let such a thing happen to your own brother?" Lucifer demanded. I tensed, jaw clenching tight as I kept my eyes away from him. He was a fool to think that all brothers were as close as our children were. He, of all people, should know that relationships like family were doomed to failure. His own family had shattered to pieces because of his betrayal to God. Granted, all I had to go on were the whispers of people and a piece of crap book some dude wrote millenia ago, but the general concept was true.

Family was nothing.

"What about you? Would you fight to protect Michael?" I demanded. Lucifer met my gaze.

"Absolutely." He replied.

"Then you're stupider than I thought."

"I have a loyalty to my family."

"That's hilarious coming from the guy who betrayed them."

"I'm not going to justify my actions to someone who refuses to see the truth," Lucifer told me sternly, "And if we're going by rumors here, then my assumption is that the rumor you seduced Zeus is true?" I pressed my tongue to my front teeth, smiling slightly as I stopped walking and turned to face Lucifer, who watched me cautiously. I stepped closer to him and he stepped back until his back was against the wall and I was leaning in his face, my nose brushing his. He was rigid, muscles locked and jaw clenched tight, his celestial blue eyes daring me to do what I had planned next. I brushed my lips past his, my hands sliding up against the wall on either side of him.

"Maybe I did," I breathed against his mouth, watching his eyes flicker suddenly before I withdrew, "And maybe I didn't. I don't need to convince you that it was false. As long as I know it, why should I give a fuck what anyone else thinks?" I continued down the hallway and Lucifer was beside me a moment later, walking.

"Why don't you just tell me the truth?"

"Why would it fucking matter? We're not friends. I have no friends."

"Because you push away the people who are trying to be your friends."

"Uh, no, because all my friends have tried to fuck me over in more ways than one. So excuse me if the word friendship is a synonym for bullshit." I replied bitterly. Lucifer said nothing to that, just stared at me before we continued our walk in silence. We walked by what had to be hundreds of rooms. His palace had more rooms than mine did, but then again, what was the use of having so many rooms in my own home if no one remained there? Lucifer obviously had many friends, many visitors, to have so many rooms in one home. There was a family dining hall, a guest dining hall, a meeting dining hall. There were three different entertainment rooms, at least a dozen meeting rooms, a couple of kitchens, definitely over fifty bathrooms, maybe more if there was a bathroom per each bedroom like mine.

"Have you contacted Persephone?" Lucifer asked after a while. I said nothing to that. I had once tried to call Persephone since my escape from Tartarus, but there had been no answer. Either she was hiding in the mortal realm or hiding on Olympus. I knew she wasn't in the underworld. She wasn't allowed back until the seasons had passed. Summer and spring, and it was mid-summer now.

The weather was hot, but thankfully, the palace was air-conditioned, so I didn't sweat to death in my sweater.

"What did you send Niki into town for?" Lucifer asked after a while. I glared at him.

"Condoms and drugs."

"I was just asking. Why are you so hostile?"

I didn't answer. Why was I hostile? Because there was no such thing as an innocent question, as casual conversation, as trust. He was trying to get something out of me. He was trying to figure me out. To him, I was a puzzle to be solved. Maybe he was even like Persehone, who saw me as an abandoned puppy and needed saving. They didn't care; they were satisifying both their curiosity and their pathetic need to help people. Even people who were far beyond it.

Lucifer and I walked in silence through the halls for what felt like hours before we stopped near a large laboratory. Lucifer led the way inside the double steel doors into what had to be heaven. At least to me anyway. It was a large room with tall ceilings. Numerous sterile silver counters, several decorated with beakers and tubes. Two life-sized test tubes were connected through coiled cords into the walls and floors with electronic machines around the base, several more monitors hooked up to it and high-tech computers.

"Holy shit." I breathed, moving away from Lucifer to walk along a counter, touching my finger to the side of it. Lucifer followed me, looking rather smug at having finally found something that didn't make me spit in disgust.

"Alaric tells me you enjoy this sort of thing." He replied.

"Thing," I echoed with a scoff, "You're an idiot."

"How so?" Lucifer asked. Before I could stop myself, I was talking.

"This isn't just a thing," I began, pausing to lift a beaker so I could study it in the light before lowering it to the counter again, "This is creation. This is everything. Science and magic. A combination of two of the most powerful elements in existence. Without them, there would be no air, no water, no fire, no earth. There would be nothing."

"Is that why you built the hospital? To experiment?" Lucifer asked. I was so carried away with the topic that I completely forgot I hated the archangel.

"Partially," I admitted, walking along the counters with the sudden urge to touch everything in sight, "Research. And what every hospital's supposed to do. Cure people. Help people."

"So you're not as mean as everyone thinks you are."

"Oh, no, I am. I'm awful, but that's what makes me awesome." I assured, though, even I noticed the thick bitterness underlying my tone. I shook my head and went to one of the large test tubes, frowning as I scanned it up and down before looking down at the control panel to study the buttons indicating the multiple functions.

"You kept Alaric in one of these." I said after a moment, opening up a file on one of the monitors. Lucifer appeared irritated with my poking around, but it was his fault for bringing me in here in the first place. However, he didn't stop me. Just approached me to look down at the monitor, frowning.

"Yes. Until he was about two."

"That's a long time," I mused, reaching out to lay my hand against the thick cold glass, "Sounds like there were complications."

"I was having difficulty keeping him together. Literally. His organs weren't staying in place and he'd have spontaneous internal bleeding. I wasn't sure to do, and as you know, I settled for magic from Helheim to hold everything together." Lucifer explained, sounding pained. I sighed, stepping away from the test tube and closing down the monitor, glancing at him.

"Sloppy work," I replied, making him roll his eyes, "Next time get a professional."

"That would be easier if you weren't the only professional."

"I would've assisted if you'd asked."

"Would you have?"

"Absolutely. Artificials are one of the greatest things made of science and magic. They're a clean slate. It's the power to create life. Nothing's more amazing than that." I murmured. Lucifer said nothing, just stared at me. I stared back at him, waiting uncomfortably for him to say something when the door to the lab burst open.

"We have a problem." Lucifer's son, Thorn, stated, then paused to give me a less than impressed glared. I rolled my eyes, following Lucifer as we hurried over to Thorn, who led us out of the lab and back upstairs. We arrived in the large living room open to family members only, and apparently guests, because everyone was in there, looking grim.

"Someone die?" I asked dryly. Lucifer gave me a warning glare, as if that would shut me up, but I only shut up because something appeared to seriously be wrong.

"Ambrosius is gone," Thorn snapped, making me frown, "He ran off with Cerberus to go convince Zeus to join us in the fight against the Titans." I felt the blood drain from my face at that.

No. You have got to be fucking kidding me. Surely they weren't that stupid.

"How is that a bad thing," Theo said flatly, folding his arms over his chest, "It just means they actually got off their asses to do something about this whole situation while the rest of us sat here eating popcorn pretending the realms weren't about to be destroyed." I glared at him.

"You know full well that that was the stupidest fucking thing they could have ever done. Jesus fucking Christ, is it too much to ask for a decent son? Are all of you stupid?" I snarled, turning to leave the room, but Lucifer caught me by the elbow. I yanked out of his grip.

"Don't fucking touch me." I hissed at him. Lucifer held his hands up in surrender, taking a deep breath.

"Hades, we need to go get them."

"What the hell do you think I'm doing? Another shower? Everyone else stay here. I'm going to bring those idiots back." I told him dangerously. The rest of my sons just glared, because they obviously had no idea how incredibly dangerous and stupid it was for Cerberus and Ambrosius to go there. Zeus had yet to meet either of those two and one he did, he was going to rip them a new one. Cerberus was a bad-mouthed stubborn brat who thought just because he was an artificial and connected to the Source that Zeus wouldn't touch him. And Ambrosius? Zeus knew all about Ambrosius and just thinking about it gave me chills.

"I'm coming with you." Lucifer stated.

"Take me too," Thorn commanded, "If Ambrosius is in trouble, I want to be there for him."

"Like you were when he just took off while under your watch?" I threw back at him. Thorn stiffened.

"Ambrosius is free to make his own choices."

"And that's exactly what just got him in trouble," I snapped, "You're a stupid idiot by letting him go. Rules are there for a reason and one of those rules is to stay the fuck away from Zeus."

"He's the king of the Greek pantheon," Thorn argued, "He wouldn't hurt Ambrosius if--"

"He'd happily do more than hurt Ambrosius. Which is why I'm finished talking to you." I spat at him, then turned and teleported a second later. Unfortunately, I felt the air ripple beside me, which meant both Lucifer and Thorn were taking it upon themselves to run after me. One moment, we were in the crowded family living room of Lucifer's palace, and the next, we were on Olympus.

Olympus was a beautiful paradise. A mountainous realm of bright green pines and other trees, numerous streams coursing through the land, and hundreds of temples belonging to the gods. In between temples were the smaller homes of other lesser creatures allowed on Olympus, naiads, nymphs, and so on.

And the instant I appeared there, my clothing snapped to black. Because I was of the underworld and would needed to be spotted upon entry, all creatures of the underworld had their clothing converted to black to better identify them. However, Lucifer and Thorn's clothing remained the same.

"Olympus is bigger than I thought." Thorn commented. I shot him a glare.

"When we get to Zeus's temple, you can keep your curious mouth shut," I looked away from his glare to meet Lucifer's, "And the same goes for you. I'd tell you to wait here, but you'd probably find some way to follow me anyway." Lucifer and Thorn nodded. I rolled my eyes at their ignorance before I made my way up the gravel path that led to Zeus's elaborately designed villa at the top of the mountain. Even from our position down below, I could see the white marble gleaming in the bright golden rays of the sun that hovered over Apollo's temple not far from his.

As we walked, a few nymphs caught sight of me and burst out laughing before scurrying away. A few others ran inside temples and their homes. It was the exact reaction the people of the underworld had whenever I went into town as myself. It was why I had created Hector. Unfortunately, I wouldn't be able to use that disguise here because the protective barrier would melt the disguise to reveal my true form. Another precaution on Zeus's part to prevent invaders.

We finally made it to Zeus's palace, my heart hammering in my chest. If Zeus laid one finger on them, I was going to make him sorry. King or not, I would rip his heart from his chest and feed it to him.

We came up the steps and entered through the main corridor. A cold chill swept through me each time I entered this temple. A thousand haunting memories threatened to resurface, but I forced them down. I wasn't here for a trip down nightmare lane. My sons were in here somewhere and I had no doubt Zeus was plotting something that involved them. Either he'd already hurt them or he knew I'd come after them and wanted to wait until I was here before he pulled a stunt.

We made our way to the throne room. A pair of guards in golden armor went to stop me, but I blasted them back before throwing the doors open. Inside, every single Olympian god was sitting on their designated thrones. Apollo had been lounging lazily in his, knocking back a few drinks, Dionysus eating grapes as he played chess with Hermes. Aphrodite brushing her long deep red hair, dark eyes flying open upon my entrance. Ares had been strumming a guitar, almost breaking a string. Artemis was laughing at something Hera had said, both of them snapping their heads to glare in my direction. Athena and Hestia were sharing a plate of grape leaves. Hesphaestus sitting in stone cold silence and staring into nothingness. Poseidon had leaned over to whisper something to Zeus, who jumped upon my entrance.

"Where are they?" I demanded, voice echoing off the walls. All the god turned to look at Zeus, who smiled lightly as he sat up in his seat before getting up.

"Hades, I was wondering when you'd show up. Oh, how nice, you've brought company too. We were just celebrating." He said casually. Lucifer's eyes flashed angrily at that.

"You're celebrating while the Titans are rampaging through the underworld? Your underworld?" He demanded. Thorn shared his anger and looked like he was seconds from ripping Zeus's head off. Zeus wasn't the least bit concerned with that as he waved Lucifer's comment off dismissively before he cast me a smile that made my skin crawl.

"Where are my sons?" I demanded heatedly, closing the distance between us. Zeus kept smiling that shit eating smile. I wanted to rip it off his face and feed it to him.

"Don't worry. They're safe. Come, I'll take you to them," He turned to the rest of the gods, "As you were. You know how Hades gets." A few of the gods chuckled, amused. I clenched my teeth, resisting the urge to blast them harder than I had the guards. Zeus gestured for us to follow, so we did. He led us through a familiar door that opened into an all too familiar corridor. My stomach dropped as I stopped in the corridor. I glanced sideways at Zeus, who just stared straight ahead down the corridor with that smile on his face. It wasn't until I spotted Ambrosius and Cerberus sitting on a stoop just inside the garden when relief swept through me. Ambrosius shot to his feet the moment he saw me, as did Cerberus, as we made our way over to them in the garden that was lit up by various colorful flowers and plants.

"Oh shit, not you!" Ambrosius protested angrily. I glared at him.

"When we get back, I'm going to make you wish you were in that Room." I sneered at him. Ambrosius shrank back at that, even though he tried to feign fierceness. Cerberus shot me a dirty look.

"Quit threatening us. You weren't getting off your lazy ass to do anything. I'm not going to sit by and pretend Lucifer's palace is my home," He agreed angrily, then glanced at Lucifer sheepishly, "No offense, dude, your place is nice and all, but I kinda miss my place." Lucifer nodded in understanding and Thorn came forward to grab Ambrosius in a fierce hug. A hand clamped on my shoulder and I stiffened as Zeus stood beside me, passing me a look that made my skin crawl. And because everyone else was in front of me and busy asking Ambrosius if he was all right, of course no one saw the way Zeus's hand slid down to the small of my back. I stepped away from him, shooting him a glare.

"We're leaving." I stated and went to teleport, but my powers konked out and I remained where I was, making me glare at Zeus, who passed me an innocent smile.

"So soon? Please, stick around. I haven't seen you in a while, Hades. When was it? The last family reunion? You were in such hurry to leave." He added. The smile on his face made my stomach churn. I wanted to vomit. I wanted to go back to my palace and shatter everything in sight, then fix it just so I could shatter it again, but I couldn't. I was trapped. And my sons were glaring at me. Lucifer was also giving me this look that we should stay and discuss the Titan situation with Zeus.

"We're kind of busy," I said after a moment, voice tight, "You know, the whole Titans trying to destroy the universe thing. Maybe later." I tried to zap out again, but to no avail.

"Zeus," Lucifer spoke up, making Zeus look at him a bit disinterestedly, "We want to discuss this matter with you. With your help, victory against the Titans is inevitable." Zeus paused at that, considered it, then smiled at me.

"What would you be willing to give me?" He asked me. I glared at him.

"How about my foot in your--"

"Whatever you want," Lucifer cut me off sharply, glaring back at me before turning to Zeus, "Just name it." Zeus chuckled.

"I think I like you, Lucifer. Your desperation to save your realm is admirable. I should hope Hades shares your enthusiasm. Because he knows what I want." He answered, looking back at me. Now it was Lucifer's turn to frown. Ambrosius and Cerberus also appeared confused as Thorn narrowed his eyes. I couldn't tell if the others were oblivious or not, but I'm more than position Thorn picked up on Zeus's meaning.

"We don't need to give you anything," Thorn spoke up, making Lucifer scowl at him, but Thorn ignored him and kept his eyes locked on Zeus, "We're telling you to do your job as king of your people and protect them from the wrath of the Titans." Zeus shrugged, turning back to the throne room.

"Why should it matter to me? They're interested in what's below and we're what's above. I don't think Hades was doing a very good job anyway, now was he?" He asked, casting me a quick smirk over his shoulder before disappearing back into the throne room.

"Hades," Lucifer spoke up, voice strained, "We can't just keep sitting around and hoping the Titans go away. We need to take action and while we may have other pantheons backing us, the odds will be much better if we have Zeus and the other Olympians on our side. What is it Zeus wants from you?" I clenched my teeth so tight, I swore they'd shatter. My bones just ached at the mere thought of Zeus coming after me again.

Lucifer was right, and I loathed him for it. The Titans were going to move onto Hell with a wrath that would cripple the realm severely. Thousands of people were going to die, and already thousands of my own people were dead. The longer I held it off, the more people would die. I wanted not to care. I told myself I didn't give a shit. Why should I? Those people treated me like the plague. Behind my back, I was spat upon and cursed. To my face, they scurried away into hiding like cowards.

Rot in hell. Atros's words burned in my subconscious and I wanted to forget them, but I couldn't. I could hear his endless hours of ranting about how much he loathed me, and he didn't even know he was saying all of that to me. He thought he was talking to Hector. He hated me. He never loved me. He loved what I wanted to be, but never could be.

It didn't matter if I gave myself up to Zeus or not. He wouldn't go in and save the pantheon himself. He would send others to do it, and sure that would help us win the war, and then what? When we won the war, what would happen? Everything would return to normal.

Normal for everyone else.

A nightmare for me.

Why should I bother? Why shouldn't I just let the rest of the world suffer?

Because that's who they think you are.

Thanks, conscience. I really needed that.

"Zeus!" I shouted. I waited in impatient silence a moment later before the door opened and Zeus poked his head out to look at me with mock surprise.

"What're you yelling for?" He asked innocently. I glared at him.

"Participate in this war and you can have what you want." I told him through clenched teeth. Zeus considered that, before a smirk crept onto his face. While Lucifer, Ambrosius, and Cerberus appeared too relieved to even care what Zeus wanted, I felt my stomach coiling into a knot and dropping.

"We'll discuss it in private," He told me, then looked at the others, "Please, come into the throne room and let the nymphs serve you while I discuss my terms with Hades." Lucifer appeared hesitant now.

"I feel like I should know these terms."

"I feel like you'll know them when we're done talking." Zeus replied. Lucifer glanced at me, but I ignored it as they reluctantly went inside the throne room and Zeus stepped outside, closing the door behind him. He raked me with a disgusted sneer now.

"You should have stayed in Tartarus, Hades." He sneered. I took his tone in stride, narrowing my eyes at him and folding my arms over my chest.

"Would've, but my rent was up. Now I'm here." I answered. Zeus smirked angrily, doing a circle around me the way a hawk did before it flew in for its prey. It made my skin crawl and goosebumps creep down my spine. Zeus came to stand behind me, taking my hair and resting it over my shoulder. I tensed, seeing red for a moment. I wanted to whip around and snap his neck and rip his innards out, but it took everything I had to stand still.

If I wasn't doing this for the rest of the world, I was doing it for my sons.

As much as I loathed their lives before, they were still my sons and deserved peace in their lives. If I couldn't have it, they should at least have it, right? Let them have the life I couldn't have. Let them have the peace and comfort I could never have.

If that meant spreading my legs for Zeus, fine.

Even if I didn't, I'd still live in misery. Either way, I was miserable, but if one choice meant my sons could have something more, that should be all that matters. No matter how much it galled me to do so.

"I enjoy it when you're compliant," Zeus breathed against my ear, making me shut my eyes in disgust, trying not to tilt my head to close my throat off to him, "I feel like I have a lot of control over you now. It's nice. It's like having a marionette." I said nothing to that, just clenched my teeth tight as he pressed his lips to my throat. I struggled to concentrate on something else. The same repetitive reminder that this was for my sons, a world that loathed me no matter what I did. I was doing something decent for once.

No, you're not.

No, I wasn't. I was complying with Zeus's sick power play. I was letting him take control of me. I was letting him push me down on the ground and letting him take me. Was it even right to call this rape if it was my decision? I could say yes. I could say no. It was just the consequences of my actions that made my stomach churn.

If I said no, Zeus would back off and what little pride I had left would be safe. However, the rest of the world would shatter to ruins and suffer. Even though they deserved it, even though I wanted to watch the rest of the world burn as karma smashed her mighty fist upon them, I couldn't bring myself to do it. There was a part of me that knew I was responsible for this mess, and knew that I had to take responsibility for my stupidity.

If I said yes, Zeus would get a sick thrill and provide us with the means to save the realms. And me? I would just... be me. I would be the same bitter bastard who sat in misery in a dark palace surrounded by a world that hated me.

Either way, I was miserable. It's just, if I said yes, the worlds would be saved. So, I guess that was the plus side.

"Are you going to let me take your sweet ass one more time?" Zeus murmured, sweeping his hands down my sides as I narrowed my eyes.

Yes, or no?

Fuck or be fucked?

That was the question.

A really stupid question.