Page 9 of Hades’ Revenge

Taking the fall for a murder I didn’t commit, and then watching as my best friend made sure the most dangerous men in the city believed I was responsible was a hard pill to swallow.

“You would think,” I said. Why send his daughter here? He was the one who wronged me. He went on living his life. I had to go on the run and start over. There was no reason to fan the flames of our past.

“Except, it doesn’t look like Capri wants to leave you alone,” Atticus said.

“What do you mean?”

He turned his phone in my direction.

“What the fuck?” I shook my head as I viewed the live feed on my security camera.

Two of my guys had intercepted Capri by the front gates of the estate and were bringing her to the backyard. To me.

“Do you want me to handle it?” Atticus asked. “You can go inside and I’ll scare her away.”

“She did go through the effort of locating me and trespassing on the property. It would be rude for me not to see what she wants.”

She came for me. I couldn’t be blamed for how this ended.

“Is this necessary?” Capri tried to struggle out of the guard’s tight hold. “I’m a personal friend of Mr. Zikos.”

That's questionable.

Atticus snickered before broadening his chest and doing his best to appear threatening. It wasn’t Atticus that Capri needed to worry about. She should have read the signals when I tried to excavate her from my life last night.

“Bring her to me.” I stood. “I can’t wait to hear this explanation.”

“Sir, we found her scaling the gate on the front of the property,” one of my men said. “Pretty brave move.”

“Hmm.” I ran my fingers along my beard. “Or stupid.”

“I… Well, I was in the neighborhood and I thought I’d say hello.” She wiggled out of the guard’s hold and inched toward me. “Night swimming.” She ran her gaze along my bare chest. “Cool.” She checked out the backyard. “That’s a beautiful pool.”

“Thank you,” I said.

“Hello, Atticus.” She smiled. “Do you live here too?”

“Hello, Ms. Capri.” Atticus glanced at me. “Do you need anything else tonight?”

“I don’t think my intruder poses a threat.” I nodded at my team. “I’ll take care of my guest.”

“I’ll see you in the morning,” Atticus said. He left, the other two men following him to the main house.

“Bye.” Capri waved as they hustled out of the yard. “Tough group.”

“They take my security seriously,” I said. “You’re lucky they didn’t shoot you on your way over the gate.”

“They exaggerated that a bit.” When she took a seat on a lounge chair by the pool, her short, white sundress drifted up her thighs. “I wasn’t actually climbing the gate.”

“I’m sure my security footage will disagree.”

“More ink.” She pointed at my chest. “You have a skilled tattoo artist.”

“Did you come here to discuss my tattoos?” Some of which were older than her. “Or was there another pressing matter?”

“Well, we said goodbye last night, but today is a new day.” She tossed her luscious hair over her shoulder. “So, I figured why not say hello.”

“How exactly did you find me?”