Silas 

Everyone knew Hades Sinclair. Hell, I thought I knew him better than most, we’d been close long enough to see the parts other people never did. Still, nothing could have prepared me for the line he dropped over the phone this morning.

“That woman is going to be my wife. If she is the woman I’m going to marry, that means you’re going to be her lapdog. So do everything she asks, and ruin anyone who dares bully my wife. Or else, you’ll end up in the grave with them.”

I sat in my office, listening like a fool. Wife. Lapdog. Ruin. Grave. Each word slammed into a different...