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Tangled up, Pierce and I froze.

“That’s right, juveniles.” Weatherman looked evil and primed to battle. “Time to take what’s yours.”

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Covered in revenge blood, I woke up on my side in the dirt of the playground … in Rosa’s arms. The night had been gruesome and left many bodies in its wake. With me as the new president, the Fallen Gods were now Hell Titans, all puns intended. Plus, I refused to live in Dad’s shadow.

I should’ve been celebrating with my brothers, yet here I was, running to my Little Hellion.

When I started to move, Rosa stretched, a smile forming as her lips searched for mine.

For a few seconds of pleasure, I let her have my mouth. I let myself enjoy the taste I had missed, even though I would never admit it.

For a few seconds, I let myself forget I wasn’t allowed to be in love with a pure and magnificent soul.

Nonetheless, when the seconds were over, my hand took its time to slide up her neck.

Rosa moaned sensually, informing me just what kind of night we had together.

Fucking hell. Tell me I didn’t fuck this murdering whore.

Around her neck, my fingers grazed skin that had me hardening, then … tightening.

She stilled. “My sun?”

Always being angry at life was exhausting. I craved a break from the insanity, but realizing I had run to Rosa after killing my father, like a little boy needing comfort, was infuriating.

Every part of me began to shake like a volcano before an eruption.

Rosa sensed me unraveling. “It’s okay. You fulfilled a vow. We—”

Gripping her neck to force her naked back to the ground, I climbed on top of her. “There is no we.” I forced her legs apart then sunk between them. “I killed him for me. Not you.”

It was a lie.

And she knew it. She whispered, “It’s not too late.”

“How can that be when I loathe your very existence?”

As if my words had the power of a million blades, and they were all slowly slicing her soft flesh and delicate skin, her eyes filled with tears. She simply didn’t know what to do with all the pain I was causing her. “You’re … wrecking me, Onus.”

The love flowing from her virtuous heart to my dead one spoke of why she was still here, on Earth with me. She had kept her promise. My Little Hellion was still fighting … for me.

“Good,” I sneered in her ravishing face. “I hope it hurts.” My hips surged, my dick desperate to feel Rosa while I was aware of my actions. “Like you’ve hurt me.”

Admitting I was also in pain seemed to encourage her. “I love you—”

Right before I slid into heaven, movement had my eyes darting to the corner to my right. It was Anita, only a few feet from us.

Suddenly remembering what the security camera had shown me, I glared back at Rosa. “Why is she different?”

Rosa jerked, her golden-brown eyes wide with guilt. “W-What? She-She … isn’t.”

I lifted a brow. “You love me?” I licked her face. “Your lies taste divine, deity.” Shifting to crawl off her and toward the cowering girl, I said, “Let’s see what else tastes good.”

With enough speed to remind me that a part of Rhea was still inside Rosa, she was suddenly in front of Anita, facing me, ready to fight. But that’s not what stopped me.

It was Piercer.

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