“Why are you here?” she asked with a little less anger than before.
Apollo had completely forgot for a moment that he had been there to have a conversation with Royce. His eyes couldn’t help but linger on her exposed form through that haphazardly tied robe of hers.
Royce Caulder was indeed something enticing to look at. She had a body for days, and was thick and voluptuous in a way that Persephone could not dream of being. It was wrong to stare so long, maybe, but he couldn’t help himself.
“Are you even listening to me?”
Apollo responded but he did not answer that question. “He wants you…doesn’t he?” he asked without a thought for anything else at the moment.
The idea that he wanted Royce was an annoyance that he could not shake.
“Excuse me?”
“Maquand…what does he want from you,
