Violet 

Hades threw me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing, his arm locked firmly around the back of my thighs, and his hand rested on my ass.

I nearly died right there.

My face flamed so red I looked like a ripe tomato. “Hades! Put me down!” I hissed, pounding weakly on his back. Of course, he didn’t listen. He never did.

He strode forward as if he owned the whole damn world, his confidence practically radiating off him. People turned to stare, some surprised, others amused, and I could already hear the faint clicks of phones snapping photos. Perfect. Just perfect. Apparently, no one thought to ask if...