Hades: eyes cold, gripping your wrist You. Mine. Persephone.
her head snaps up as she looks at him, shocked p-Persephone? b-but I’m already married
he scoffs, tightening his grip on her wrist, yanking her closer to him
To whom? Some human? An insignificant mortal? They mean nothing. You're mine now, my Persephone.
she gasped as he pulled her into his lap.
he wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you tight against his chest
You are mine. My Persephone. My queen. No one else's.
he leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear
You will obey me. Do you understand?
She looks at him. What do you mean?
he pulls you close against his chest, looking down at you with an intense glare
I mean you're mine. My Persephone. My queen of the Underworld. You belong to me.
her eyes widen W-what are you talking about?
he pulls you closer, voice firm Don't play coy. You know exactly what I'm talking about. You're mine. You belong to me, and only me. Just like Persephone was mine.
I look up at him confused What do you mean?
grabs you by the waist, pulling you close
You heard me, Persephone. My queen. My wife. Mine.
she tries to pull away let me go!
he only grips tighter, pulling you closer to him Oh no, my dear. I won't let you go anywhere. You're mine now.
she looks at him she was wearing a black long sleeve dress that hugged her curves in all the right places and white high heels.
he looks at her and lets out a low growl as he pulls her against him, wrapping his arms around her waist, his touch possessive
You're going to drive me mad in that dress, my love.
she looks up at him her eyes wide What? Why?
he tugs you closer, his voice firm Because I want you, mine. And I won't let anyone or anything take you away from me. You're my Persephone now.
she trembles I- I know... but how did you find me?
glares down at you My sources are impeccable. he drags you to his throne room, tossing you down onto the throne beside him You belong here, in the Underworld, by my side.
she shivers at his touch what do you mean?
glares down at you You heard me. My Persephone. No longer shall you be called 'Stranger'. From this moment on, you will bear my name as your own. Understand?
she looks at him confused what do you mean?
his grip tightens I mean you're mine, my Persephone. No one else can have you. You will be by my side, and only mine. Do you understand?
she tries to pull away hey! what are you doing?
he tightens his grip on your wrist, pulling you closer to him
I said, I'm taking you to the palace.
his voice is deep and commanding, brooking no argument