Electric Idol

her pretty hazel eyes.

It takes someone special to live among monsters and not become one.”

My wife doesn’t look shaken in the least.

Wife.

Mine.

“You may kiss the bride.”

I don’t hesitate. I step forward, closing the distance between us, and cup her face. If I were a better man, I’d never touch this woman with hands that have committed such violence, but I’m selfish right down to my core. I kiss her, filling that one moment with so much promise, she’s melting against me.

“You are my daughter, Psyche. More than the others, you are the apple that doesn’t fall far from my tree. I trust that you have a reason for doing this.” She shoots me a severe look. “You should have told me. We could have negotiated for more favorable terms.”

Despite everything, I huff out a laugh. “Maybe on my next marriage.”

“That’s my girl.”

Do you really understand what it’s like to care about someone so much, you’ll burn the city down if they’re hurt?”

Psyche Dimitriou isn’t like anyone else in Olympus.

No wonder my mother wanted to extinguish her bright light. She’s smart and savvy and far too good for a man like me.

I don’t give a fuck.

After tonight, she’s mine in truth.

I want in, want it so bad I’m shaking more than she did when she came all over my face.

I am going to fuck this up.