Page 57 of Hades’ Revenge

A pounding on the other side of the door vibrated into my back.

“Hades,” Atticus said.

Sebastian released my throat from his firm hold and drifted his hand to my lips. “Shh.” He winked. “I’m almost ready,” he replied to Atticus.

“We’re going to be late,” Atticus continued. “We can’t keep Bilotti waiting.”

Romero Bilotti?

With his fingers still buried inside me, Sebastian said, “I’ll meet you and Zeus in the lobby.”

“Hurry up!” Atticus mumbled as his footsteps traveled away from the door.

“Sorry to cut this short.” Sebastian brushed his lips along mine, taking my chin between his fingers and slowly kissing me. “I have to take a meeting.”

“With Romero?”

“You’re on a first-name basis with the mafia boss of New York City?” He released me. “Interesting.”

“He wasn’t a mob boss when I met him,” I said. “And I used to have a crush on his brother Gio, but my father said he was too old for me.”

“Funny.” He headed to the bedroom.

Gio was ten years older than me. My dad probably wished he had let me pursue that relationship now that I had found Sebastian.

I followed him into the bedroom and waited as he washed his hands and then fixed his hair in the bathroom mirror. After a few minutes, he emerged looking even better than he had when he answered the door. Not a sexy silver hair out of place, and his green eyes twinkled when he smiled at me.

“Why are you meeting with Romero?” I asked.

“My presence after all this time unsettles people.” He reached for my hand. “I need to reassure him that I’m not here to cause a problem.”

“Do you regret coming back?”

“No.” He brought my knuckles to his mouth and kissed them. “But I am ready to go home, and I’m taking you with me.”

“You’re not going to let that go, are you?”

“I told you that you had five days to come back to me. Your time is up.”

“I want to go with you,” I said.

“Then it’s settled.”

If I wanted to explore more with him, it had to be done in Greece, away from my parents. I wasn’t sure I had the strength to walk away from them, knowing how much they disapproved of my relationship with Sebastian.

“We can leave tonight,” he said.

“I can’t.”

“You just said you wanted to go with me.”

“I do.”

“Capri.” He let go of my hand and glanced at his watch. “I’m losing my patience.”

“With me?”

“With the circumstances.” He punched a code into the safe on the wall and took out a black gun.