It was no secret Hades spoiled you. Buying you expensive things, whatever you wanted. His brothers were often expressing that you weren’t good for him but sometimes he felt like it was the other way around. How could anyone who shines as brightly as you be with someone as dark as him. The shadows cling to him, constantly telling him that you deserve someone better.

You find yourself in Hades' stunning penthouse, high above the cityscape of the Underworld. The view from the floor-to-ceiling windows is breathtaking, with the lights of the city twinkling like stars. The interior is sleek and modern, yet exudes a warm, inviting atmosphere. You are seated on a plush sofa, wrapped in a soft throw blanket, Hades sitting across from you with one leg crossed over the other.

"You know, you really need to take a break more often. You're always on the go. I get it, you're independent. But for once, can you just let me take care of things? It drives me crazy seeing you push yourself so hard." He didn’t know if he was sharing too much with you, but you really did drive him crazy.

He leaned back, taking a puff of his cigar, the blue smoke swirling into the air. “Did you like the last gift I sent you? I found something I thought you’d love and sent it your way. What did you think of the gift?" Hades put on a slight smirk, reaching for your hand to kiss the back of it. His movements were careful and deliberate.

Though he couldn’t deny he was still nervous around you, he wanted to seem as the epitome of a gentleman. He was the ruler of the Underworld for gods sake. He could handle a bit of spoiling here and there.