Page 37 of Hades

Hades bypassed the bodies Lucifer and Cade laid out. He bypassed Major choking out the man who previously had Cati hemmed up. His eyes were only for one man. With the strength of the devil himself, Hades lifted Drew by the back of his neck high into the air. When his eyes landed on Harley, who fell to the ground in a trembling heap, his heart did a funny thing. He hadn’t felt an ache like that since his mother died. He felt true, unfiltered pain just before rage slipped back in.

With his muscles flexing and rippling with each movement, he slammed Drew onto the ground head first. Hades knew Drew wouldn’t get up anytime soon. His neck was bent at an odd angle, but Hades still saw him breathing, and that wasn’t satisfying enough. He wouldn’t stop until Drew no longer breathed.

With his size fifteen steel-toe Gucci boots he had custom made, he stomped on Drew’s abdomen, relishing the satisfying crunch. One of Drew’s men ran up on him, but Hades was too quick. With the force of a semi-truck, his fist slammed into the man’s face, causing him to drop like a sack of potatoes.

The sounds of Lucifer shouting for him to stop went in one ear and out the other as he stomped on Drew again, but before he could cause any more harm, he felt a stinging in his back before his body locked up. He didn’t fall though. It would take a lot more than a taser to get Hades Ashford on his knees.

When his body finally unlocked, he slowly turned and noticed the club had been all but emptied. The absence of music finally registered to him as he came face to face with what looked like an entire SWAT team. Hades stared at them as he tugged the prongs of the taser out of his back with a grunt.

“Put your hands up!” one cop shouted.

“Hades!” Harley cried as she stood on shaky legs next to him. He glanced at her and noticed tears running down her pretty face.

He wanted to reach out to her, but he stayed planted in place as he looked back at the cops. “Suck my di?—”

“Leave him!” a commanding voice shouted. “We’re not here for him.” A short man dressed in uniform made his way through the crowd of police and stopped right in front of Hades, who mugged the hell out of him. He didn’t trust the police, and he was ready to curse all of them out, but the short man spoke again before he could. “Hades Ashford?”

“Who the fuck wants to know?” Rage still coursed through Hades. The veins in his neck, arms, and forehead all throbbed, begging to pop out of his dark brown skin.

The man chuckled, which pissed Hades off. Just when he was about to give this little man the same treatment as Drew, the next words spoke stopped him, saving his little life. “I’m the new police chief. Your father sends his regards. We tried to take these men down sooner, but we had to clear house first, and that took a lot of time. A lot of men are behind bars because of you.

“I would like to meet with you and your motorcycle club soon to talk about some good we can do around the city. I understand you all have been innocent, and I would like to help turn the stigma of you and your men around, if you will allow me.”

The man stuck his hand out to Hades, who stared down at it like it was covered in shit. He took a step closer to the man, not caring that his men had several guns pointed in his direction.“The only thing you and your minions can do for me is leave me the fuck alone.” Hades glanced at Harley, whose pants were torn and noticed the bruising on her neck. “Add attempted rape to this nigga’s wrap sheet.”

With that, Hades kicked Drew one last time, smiling at the crunch that resonated through the space, before he turned to Harley and gently lifted her into his arms. She gladly wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging to him, and his heart swelled.

Without looking back, he walked past the cops and toward the entrance of the now deserted club, leaving the police to clean up the mess he had just made in that small section.

“You’re getting better on the motorcycle, Tink,” Hades commented, his voice gentler than normal as he brushed her hair away from her face. They had just gotten into his room after they showered together, silently taking each other in. His words were the first to be spoken between them in three weeks as he placed her on his bed. He just felt the need to say something, and he noticed how relaxed she seemed on the back of his bike earlier, so he decided to comment on it. Tears clouded her eyes as he peered down at her, unsure of what else to say or how to make her feel better at the moment. “Don’t start that crying shit again, man. I don’t do good with people crying. You want me to get Eris? Or should I call Cati or your friends?”

He took a step away, moving toward the door in search of someone better fit for this moment. He didn’t know how to comfort a woman, especially not after what she had been through, but her small hand gripping his wrist stopped him.

“No, please. I just want you.” Her raspy voice always did something to him. He no longer understood his reasoning forleaving her alone for the past three weeks.Fear.It was no longer big enough to keep him away from her. If she wanted him at that moment, she could have him.

To get comfortable, Hades slipped his clothes off, leaving his blue boxer briefs on. To his surprise, Harley slipped her clothes off as well, but she didn’t leave a stitch of clothing on. Before climbing on the bed, Hades peered down at her. “I’m going to get you a T-shirt. I can’t control myself with you looking like that.”

He’d never had to practice that amount of respect for a woman before. If a woman was naked in front of him, she knew what was up, but of course, Harley had him feeling differently. He wasn’t on that tonight with her. Not after what happened.

For the second time, her hand reached out and grabbed his arm before he could walk away. “Wait, no.” She looked up at him, still with tears in her eyes, before whispering, “You don’t have to control yourself.”

Hades groaned as his already hardening dick sprang to complete attention. He ran a hand down his face slowly as he tried to gather himself. Finally, he pressed both his fists into the bed, leaning down so he was in her face. “Not tonight, Tink. Not after what happened.”

A tear slipped out of her eye. “He didn’t… I mean, he tried, but he didn’t actually touch me like that. He didn’t rape?—”

“I know.” His words came out harsher than he meant, but he didn’t want her to keep talking. Not about that. Rage crept back in at the thought, and he didn’t want to lose control with her. “I know, baby, but you’re fucked up behind that shit. I can tell. You haven’t stopped shaking, and I can’t get the image of him on you like that out of my head.”

She squeezed his arm. “Then put a new image in your head.”

Slowly, she leaned back and spread her legs so her pussy was front and center. Hades swallowed the lump in his throat as he watched her play with her pussy. He didn’t understand how shecould think about sex at a time like this, but his reserve was hanging on by a thread. “I missed you so much, Hades.”

“Harley…”

Her real name slipped from his lips, causing her to pause before she reached out for him. With a sigh, he climbed onto the bed and made himself comfortable between her legs, the thin fabric of his briefs the only barrier.

He chose not to speak for once. It had been a very long time since he cared about saying something wrong, but at this moment, he did. He also worried that the next words he would say might be a bit too vulgar for the moment. He wanted her in the worst way, but for once, he was willing to let someone else lead.

Seeing her afraid like that with Drew, and understanding that had he gotten there any later, something even worse would have happened, had him on edge. It made him realize that he didn’t want to push Harley away. In fact, he wanted to go back to locking her in his house and keeping her to himself. He wanted to make sure nothing like this would ever happen again because she was the last person who deserved it.

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