With Zeus' death, Samira and Hades continue to rule the Underworld, as well as their new kingdom by default. But how easy can that be with the council still lurking by as threats?
Or, when someone unexpectedly returns with a strong personal vendett...
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•c h a p t e r~t w o•
"Wakey, wakey!"
My eyes snap open, wide and alert before closing on instinct. The sun felt warm on my face, and the light shown through my lids.
"Fuck," I mumble, covering my head with the pillow. "Get out!"
"Is that how her majesty should speak? Those aren't words of a lady." Aly says disapprovingly, ripping the pillow away from me.
I groan, "Aly, please. I barely got any sleep last night!"
Aly gasps and I open one eye, a confused look on my face. Her bright green eyes glint mischievously as a smirk appears. "A certain someone?"
I shake my head, finally gathering the strength to sit up. "Or lack thereof," I yawn, placing my hand over my mouth.
We both glance over to the empty side next to me, and my heart aches just a little.
"Hey, but at least he made reservations for something right? That means he'll be able to enjoy this day with you," she sits at the foot of my bed, setting a hand on my leg. "And if he doesn't, I'm sure Desa and I can knock some sense into him." She jokes, patting my leg.
I let out a soft laugh, pushing my hair from my face. "Anyways, why'd you come in here screaming like a crazy lady?"
Her eyes light up and she stands suddenly, "Since we weren't able to do what we planned yesterday, I moved it to today!"
I groan playfully, giving in. "Fine! Get out so I can get ready!"
She claps, making her way back out. "Yes! And by the way, we're heading to Los Angeles!" She squeals before rushing out of the room.
After a quick shower to exfoliate my skin, I pin my curls up with a butterfly clip, leaving a few tendrils to hang around my face.
I pick out a black cotton button up dress, paired with white high top converse.
Minutes later, I'm walking out of the room and into the kitchen to grab a light snack. Desa and Aly are picking at the fruits on the table, in deep conversation.
"Hey babes," I greet, reaching in the fridge for a water bottle.
Desa whistles, her eyes traveling down my legs. "Damn, call the fire department because Samira is flaming that dress!"
I roll my eyes, a light chuckle leaving my lips.
"Honestly though, your curves are everything!" Aly exclaims, dragging out the 'g'.
Dru, the demon that interrupted Hades and I yesterday walks in, stopping in his place as he glances between the three of us.
I blush as his gaze drops to my legs also, before dragging up to meet my eyes. "Am I interrupting something?"
