HADES POV
One person from my family is not here. Theía Roxane is not here. It is forbidden to take her name here. As a betrayer, she remains locked somewhere. She is the only one my father could never get himself to kill. So, she is caged somewhere. Her boyfriend who helped her in all this was not so lucky. He is six feet under now. Her location remains unknown. Only the people closest to my father know. (aunt)
Soon I will unveil all secrets. I will see that all cards are dealt nicely. All mysteries become known to me. So, my enemies find no open windows.
The room is quiet except for the fading harsh breaths of this animal. I just want to get over this as all this drama is wasting my time. While I have to attend a shipment deal worth billions.
His breaths grew shorter and shorter and suddenly his faded blues strikes my blue ones. He beckons My grandmother to come closer with a shake of a hand.
Lara stands up to give space to my grandmother. Next with a shake of a hand, he asks everyone to leave the room.
This was not what I had expected at all. will I miss his death scene? He knows I would cherish this moment so as always; he deprives me of it.
We all started moving towards the door. But Claudia seems to be stuck in her place. Is she also sad that she will miss this scene? She is shooting daggers at him. Well, our sorrow is the same. After a moment she follows us.
While we all are waiting outside, I can’t help thinking about my poulí. She must be thinking that I will never find her. She must have forgotten my promise that I will seek her at any cost. Not only that I have found her but my bodyguard, who will soon become my consigliere, Carlos must be moving towards her hidden location now.
I want her to be with me when I celebrate my kingship. I will introduce her to my circle so they know who is their queen. I can not wait to unite with her.
Suddenly my eyes meet flora’s and she comes towards me and hugs me. I was the last one to arrive here. When I got the news that he will be taking his last soon I tried my level best to wrap up all work and jump on my private jet. But I guess I was late. Everyone was already in his room. We were meeting after a long time.
“Adelfós. You are back”. She hugs me tightly. (brother)
I hug her back. She is the most innocent member of our family. I wanted to tell her to stop crying for that animal. She is just a teenager. She is too innocent for this world. She thinks this is all roses and gardens. I let her thrive in her dreams because I am here to protect her.
The room opens and my grandmother walks out. She looks directly at me and says “Your father wants to have a word with you”
The surprise was visible on everyone’s faces as turned their eyes toward me. I was too. But I did not show. What he wants from me now. I thought. It just makes me want to put a bullet in his head and end this for all.
Before walking toward the bedroom, I looked at my sister’s face and kissed her forehead. My uncle put a hand on my shoulder. he knew that I was done enduring this man’s presence. Now his eyes appeared sad.
The darkroom with faded lights siphoned by his harsh breathing greeted me.
But the words he said next rose my interest in me.
“Come closer”. He said Falling short of breath. These are the first words he has spoken to me in the last five years. He wants my company for his last breaths.
He beckons me to come closer. So, I did. Better get over with this. But I cannot deny that all this has sparked curiosity in me.
“There is…. Someone-e-e you have to find" he said."Why should I adhere to your last wish? I have things more important to do than waste my time on a wish of someone like you".
"It's for your benefit" his breathing becomes harsher, "For your reign.....your…future".
His shaking hand tries to grab mine but I stand up. I want to see how miserable he looks while I watch over him. He has to see what I am now.
"Please.... for our family name......Find him".
Did he just say please? I think he has become delusional. I am his only male heir.
"Which son are you talking about. I am your only son".
"No, he is.... my ....."
I went closer. Because I know what he is about to say. I know about his dirty life. So, I went closer to his ear and whispered " so you have a bástardos gios aah?" (bastard son)
A smirk comes automatically to my lips. It seems like he cares about him. So, what I will do is that I will find that bastard and kill him before his eyes. What a plan. No, what a shame it will remain a dream because he is to die today and now.
"Tell me where he is. So, I should laundry your dirt"His shaking finger points towards the bedroom cupboard. I open the cupboard and there it is inside his cupboard a small box. I shook it and something rattled inside it.
“Take it. Find…… truth”
I was the least bit interested in all he had to say.
He looked towards me. He can see the devil what he has made me.
"you-u have to sa..ve" he speaks with sharp intakes of breath.
"He will soon meet you in hell"
His eyes widen and there is a horrified expression on his face.
He died with open eyes. He deserved to.
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Now I will go after my pouli . After all it has been so long! (bird)
Seph’s PovThe last five years have been nothing but suffering. Witch each step I have yearned for a helping a hand. A hand on my shoulder a hug anything something which could give me evena bit of hope courage. No such support was written in my face because I am stuck here. Away from them. I couldn’t even go to their funerals. Now I am too far to visit their graves. But in reality, my life became utter hell when he set his eyes on me. Eyes which I though had love. Everything in them was an illusion to trap me. He lured me in with his practiced hands. He is the sole killer of my happiness. Every moment I cherished, everything I held dear. He is the cruelest assassin of my everything.His family ruined mine. They showed no mercy.I cleared my face with the back of my hand. “Let him try,” I thought. I will never be his. He will never find me. I will run till it’s the edge of the world. For my sake and Ayla's. I will run and continue to hide. He must suffer from my disappearance. Time a
HADES POVHe is dead so there is nothing that can make me stay here. I went out of his room. My next step would be to jump on our jet and go to that country my pouli has been hiding in. People here can take care of the funeral arrangements. They do not need my assistance with such things. Moreover, they damn well knew that I was least interested in offering my help for such a task.I still have the box in my hands and I can see people eying it in my peripheral view.Just when I moved towards the staircase to get to my room a booming voice stopped me.“Na stamatísei” she said. (stop)Of course, it had to be my giagiá. No one else could dare to stop me. They all know that I have been waiting for this moment. They all know that it wouldn’t take me a moment to leave all this and go after Myrine. They all know that I was waiting for his end to gain what I have ever wanted.“Den boreís na fýgeis” she said. Her face is devoid of any emotion. (You cannot leave)“Giatí” (why) I said walking to
HADES POVThe funeral was a waste of time. Hearing the priest call out forgiveness for him. Telling that heaven awaits him and blah blah.We all know his soul must be already rotting in hell somewhere. The only thing I enjoyed was seeing him getting six feet under. Slowly and slowly. We buried him in our ancestral graveyard. The media was not allowed to pass the premises of the church. But they must have taken photos which with no doubt will be pasted on all the newspapers and news channels.It was evening when I got free at last. I took a ride back and returned to my room.I need to drink. To rejoice. Just when I was thinking of opening the mini-fridge to check which ones were here. I noticed a moment. Someone was on the terrace, sitting on the chairs.I opened the glass door. He was the one I was expecting to see. My childhood friend. How could he miss this moment?Jace turns around and holds the bottles he has brought “Sorry for barging into your room like that but the occasion wa
This time Jace tried to say something. I stopped him with the hand gesture of stop. He reluctantly did. I knew that he wanted to interrupt, it was written on his face. It is his nature. But the fact is We both know how messy it is to get involved with the civilians. they do not know our rules. they do not know how to survive in our circles and so on. They fell prey to the spiders. But even when she hasn’t said a word. Even when I had not gotten a taste of her. She already has my full attention. I want her. She is not like other whores I usually fuck. I want to cage her. I want her for myself only. I want to smell myself on her. I already feel possessive about her. So Jace has to shut up his calculating mouth and let the scene play. Let her fall for me. Let me approach her and take her. She must have surprise written on her face. But suddenly her body tensed. I could sense it from the tightness of the dress at her back. The waiter points towards me telling her that I am the one who
Flashback end I hope she can see the promise hidden. Or else I will make her remember it the hard way. I kicked Jace’s leg and he sits up straight.“You know the bástardos left with another problem”“What?” he sobers up a little.I went to my room inside the walk-in closet. Behind my set of white and black shirts was my locker. I had put the box inside it. Only I know the combination. In this house, Walls not have ears but pestering eyes too. So, it’s better to keep it safe.I opened it. A picture of a kid was the first thing that came into my hand. There was an address on it.There are some other things in the box. I will check them some other time.I came back to the terrace and handed the photo to Jace.“He is just a kid.” He says after looking at it.“Yes, a kid. A bastard kid from my father” I spat.He groans. “Now what? You want me to find and kill him? He hesitates and says “You know I do not kill….. ”He is the best person for this job. He knows how to find the people who a
Both of them exchanged glances and then the one in the passenger seat turned and replied “you will get your answers in a while” he paused for a moment and continued “The old man who always takes you is waiting for you”.It means today I will a good chance at knowing about the people who are helping me. There must be a reason behind it. Nothing comes free in this world.This man has been my saving grace. Since that unfortunate night when I could not think of the next step. I had no one to turn to that night. Just two months old Ayla in my hands. I know that the old man is not the head. He had also made this clear too that the one who texts me the next location is.Even if I get to meet his boss tonight or not. I will demand answers. If he is such a well-wisher of mine, why doesn’t he come forward and reveals himself?I could see Ayla’s eyes drooping. She is just a small girl. She doesn’t even have breakfast yet. Al
Seph’s POV:I couldn’t take my eyes off his face. His eyes held so many emotions but anger ruled them all. Did he see all that? It’s so embarrassing. Heat rushed to my cheeks. He came closer. I wanted to give him some kind of an explanation so I opened my mouth. Before I could even utter a word, he took my arm in a strong grip.It hurt. Something had taken over him. He ignored the pain that flashed in my eyes, something that had never happened before. He just dragged me to the car and threw me on the passenger side. The door closed with a loud thump and I flinched. Is he being angry after seeing all that? I know that He was a little overprotective but now his reactions are scaring me.He is my father I know he will never hurt me I chided to my heart. His anger will fade away. Maybe I should try to cool the situation.Just when I was going to speak, He raised his hand “stop! don't say a word Seph. Not right now”His words expressed disgust. But what I had done to deserve this? I conclu
I was stunned that he had used these words for me. For her daughter. A lone tear escaped my eye. The realization of what he had just said struck him hard too. He came for my hands with apologizing gaze but now I was in no condition to listen to his explanation. He had said that I was a whore. I ran upstairs to my room and locked it. I had never imagined that my father would say such a word to me. Ever. If mamá was here with me she would have calmed him. She would have never let her say that to me. My reflection in the mirror caught my attention and my locket glistened in the light coming from the window. I moved closer to it and removed my tears. The locket was given to me by my mother. It had two wings at each side that would open up and inside it was engraved prostátis in ancient Greek. It meant “protector”. I remember that once my mother told me that she got this when she was young and sightseeing at a temple with her friends. She and another one of her friends had helped an old