Fallen
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It was satisfaction.
She was his possession now. His little dove in a gilded cage.
And through her, Xerxis would burn.
He stubbed out the cigarette and stood. The first rays of dawn sliced through the horizon, painting the room in pale gold.
To others, morning was a promise of peace. To Hades, it was the beginning of war.
Hades walked down the long corridor, the weight of silence following him like a shadow. The night air inside his mansion was cool, sharp, and disciplined—just how he liked it. Nothing moved here without his permission. Not even breath.
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