Ch.5 Pretend
1067 Words
Lillie Pov
The rage rattling in my brain at his words threatens to birth my monster again.
"No. You can leave. I will be fine in my own."
His eyes grow stormy and his face grave. It makes me understand how he earned his title.
He stands up and straightens his clothing, his stance strong and domineering.
He moves behind me and latches onto my waist roughly. He forces me up against his front, his large c**k pressing against my back.
I shiver as his warm breath fans the shell of my ear.
"This isn't something you have a choice in baby. So, you either play along and enjoy our time together, or I can make this a truly terrible experience for you."
My breath catches in my throat as his lips graze against my neck, sending delicious chills down my spine.
I bite my lower lip hard, bringing myself back to reality. I place my hands on his and let the fire stirring in my core bite at his flesh.
Unfortunately, the pain did nothing to deter him but instead made him more ravenous.
A low groan, almost growl escapes from his lips and settles in the quiet room.
I pull my hands away irritation swallowing me whole.
"Well, are you gonna hold me on this stool all day or can I go do the grocery shopping that I've already been putting off for three weeks."
I sigh in relief as his presence finally leaves mine.
"My name is Hades here, when we are alone. But, when we are out in public call me Henry."
I nod begrudgingly and finish my breakfast.
"You might, want to dress differently, maybe dye your hair, if you're truly that concerned with people figuring you out."
His gaze falls on me as I stick the final strawberry in my mouth and moan at its sweet flavor.
His features relax at my embarrassing slip of enjoyment.
"That's probably not a bad idea honestly. I also need to get some clothes for here as well. We'll take my car."
My eyes widen, realizing he intends to live with me.
"No, you won't be living here, you don't know me that well, but I need my space."
His hazel eyes almost darken to black and he slams his palms on the counter.
"I will live here, if I damn well please Lillith. No one will believe any of this if we are never seen together. I also expect you to act like you you want to f**k me constantly when we are out in public view. Make people stare and be jealous of how f*****g amazing I make you feel in our home."
I swallow and my cheeks definitely turn to a more rosy shade.
"But, you won't be f*****g me."
He peers at me, the vein in his jaw throbbing.
"Well, if you really need an example, I can always oblige."
He smirks and approaches me, running his fingers down my cheek.
The contact sets my body ablaze with needy emotions, but I bury every reaction he births.
"That won't be necessary."
I stand and make my way to the door, with my keys and purse in hand.
He follows behind me, resting his hand on the small of my back and while leading me to his black Mercedes.
I despise the fact I chose to wear a crop top. Now his fingers can explore my skin and make me squirm with feelings, I wasn't even sure existed before this point.
He covers my head while I enter the passenger seat, making me have more odd emotions I can't really explain.
He deftly slides into the drivers side and starts the engine.
The ride is silent till we reach a stoplight and his eyes fall to my thigh. As he presses on the gas to restart his hand falls to my thigh.
I seeth at his bold touch and fling his hand off of me.
"We aren't in public, you don't need to be handsy."
He offers me a grave stare that silences me while he replaces his hand and squeezes sharply making me yelp quietly.
I try to distract myself by looking around the car, my eyes land on a polished back gun in the backseat.
If only I could reach that gun, I could run. I would threaten to shoot him unless he let me go. As another stoplight halts us I attempt to reach to the backseat while he looks away but I'm caught as soon as I begin.
"I suggest you leave that gun alone, unless you want to be tacked with the murder of four Mob bosses."
I quickly retract my reach and ignore my plan.
"Good decision, baby girl."
I scowl at his pet name.
"Is that why you're running, you killed them, and want others to believe you're dead as well."
He doesn't reply for a long while and keeps his eyes forward.
"I think it best you not know the details."
He pulls into a parking spot and turns off the engine. He exits the car and opens my door offering me his hand, with a death glare that definitely meant it was more a demand than an offer.
I place my hand in his, startled slightly by the vast difference in the size. His hand completely swallows mine.
I walk next to him and feel everyone's eyes on us, whether that's because they are staring or I'm just inherently anxious I will never know. He looks down at me with serious eyes, and then I remember his words.
Act like I want him to make me feel good.
I lean against this side, and gaze up at him biting my lower lip while letting my free fingers explore his abs over his shirt.
As we enter the store he grabs a cart and begins throwing in a bunch of various clothes and hair dye.
"Hey, Lilli...."
SHIT.
I look up at Hades with worried eyes but he nods like he can read my mind.
He turns us around, towards the young man's voice.
Spencer's soft eyes land on me, with a palpable longing swirling in them, and then they fall to my hand resting on Hades stomach.
"Spencer!! This is Henry my fiance I don't think you two have met. Henry, this is Spencer, he works in the genealogical department at the library."
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