Hades 

I was going to ruin this woman. 

I was going to ruin her to the point that she would never think about anyone else again. I was going to ruin her so completely that even if she ever found herself in another man’s arms, her mind, and body would betray her.

And that thought both thrilled and terrified me. I didn’t know whether to laugh or be furious at myself for what I was feeling. Because I had never felt like this before. Never felt the need to be jealous over another man.

I was Hades Sinclair. Jealousy was beneath me, a petty, human emotion. It meant weakness. It...