Page 13 of Hades

Lucifer’s laugh cut him off. “There it is. You did this because of her.”

Hades’s brows pulled together. “I ain’t say that.”

“But you did. How you know they aren’t still fuckin’ with each other?”

That thought pissed Hades off, and he didn’t understand why. Harley wasn’t his woman. She was fine as hell, but shedefinitely wasn’t his. The thought of her fucking on Drew caused lava to fill his veins as he bit down on his back teeth. “Trust me, they aren’t. Tink was scared of that nigga.” That thought only pissed him off more. It made him wonder what Drew did to make her afraid. He lived for people fearing him, but there was something about the look in Harley’s eyes when Drew spoke to her that didn’t sit right with him. He was the only one she should be afraid of.

He smirked at that thought, but a knock on the door made it melt away.

Lucifer stood up and opened the door, and there stood Harley with her mut right next to her, wagging her tail and looking all happy and shit. Hades grimaced at the dog, who walked right into his office as if it felt right at home.

“This your dog?” Lucifer asked as he caught the puppy just as she tried walking past him and lifted her up. He had always had a soft spot for animals. Hades didn’t get it.

“Yeah,” she muttered, a small smile playing on her lips as Pixie ate up all the attention. “Her name is Pixie.”

“Pixie and Tink, huh?”

“Harley,” she corrected.

“What you need?” Hades interrupted, hating how easily Harley spoke to his brother.

She turned to look at him before her eyes landed on Dante. Her expression softened as she walked over to him and invaded his space. Hades’s dick bricked up as he caught a whiff of her perfume.

“May I?” she asked, and he realized she was holding her hands out for Dante. He had been too busy looking at her titties.

“Nah.”

A frown formed on her face as she recoiled and placed a hand on her hip. “You’re making me stay here to keep an eye on him,yet you’re stopping me from doing my job. Can you make it make sense?”

Hades glared up at her for several long seconds and was impressed that she didn’t back down, though she did fidget. That was enough to cause triumph to swell within his chest. Finally, he slightly nodded his head, and she gently reached out and grabbed Dante from him.

“Hey there, sweet boy.” She cooed her words as she held Dante out in front of her. Hades watched as Dante stretched, opened his eyes, and then scrunched back into a little ball. “That newborn scrunch gets me every time.”

“Fuck you just say?”

Harley rolled her eyes as she adjusted Dante in her arms and used her stethoscope that was around her neck to listen to his chest.

While she did that, Lucifer put Pixie down, and she walked right over to Hades and put her front paws on his legs, wagging her tail happily. He frowned down at her for several seconds before leaning down and plucking her off the floor with one hand and holding her out and away from him.

Harley eyed him as she patted Dante’s back, since he was getting fussy. “You better not drop my baby.”

“Man, take care of my nephew. I got this over here. What kinda mut is this anyway?”

“My baby is not a mut.”

“That didn’t answer my question, Tink.”

“Her name is Pixie, notmut. Stop calling her that.”

“What kind of dog is this lil nigga, man?”

Harley giggled. “She isn’t a lil nigga either. She’s a puppy. Princess, if you’re feeling nice. Otherwise, it’s Pixie.” Hades looked at her in disgust, causing her to giggle more. “She’s a teacup Yorkie.”

“Even you gotta admit she’s cute, man,” Lucifer said from his seat on the couch.

“I ain’t gotta do shit but stay black and get my dick sucked from time to time.”

Harley choked on her spit as she looked at Lucifer. “Is he seriously always like this?”

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