Chapter 125: His Wife's Choice

Eve

I smoothed my dress, not because I cared what Hades thought, but because the guards stationed outside his estate watched my every move with hawk-like intensity.

When the car door swung open, I half-expected one of them to escort me inside.

Instead, he was waiting.

Hades sat in the back seat, one arm resting lazily along the headrest, his silver eyes already on me. His presence filled the space, coiled and ready to snap and for a second, I hesitated.

I hid it quickly, stepping forward. "I thought you'd back out and ask for a rematch."

His jaw flexed at the words. "I'm a man of my word." His voice was clipped, and if the tension in his shoulders said anything, it was that he deeply regretted that fact.

I slid into the seat beside him, letting the door click shut. "Relax, your majesty. You almost look constipated."