Hades & Persephone

Chapter 1: The Perfect Life

Authors Note: Kore Fox pictured above. This is also my first story so I'm so sorry if it's awful!

The sunlight snuck through the curtains and illuminated the face of the man lying next to me. His soft, gentle features still made my heart flutter every time I saw him, even after eight years of being together. As if he could feel me admiring his beauty, his eyes slowly opened and a small smile graced his lips.

"What are you looking at Mrs. Daniels?" Liam questioned in a teasing tone.

"I won't be Mrs. anything until next Saturday!" I reminded him with a smile that could've split my face in half.

"I just can't wait to have you all to myself for the rest of our lives." Liam confessed as a deep red blush spread across his cheeks.

I started looking at him again as he began talking about his schedule for the week. His recently cut, brunette hair was messy and his face was cleanly shaven. Liam's eyes were a light brown and light freckles were sprinkled over his cheeks. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen and in less than a week he would be my husband.

After we finished talking, I got out of bed and walked over to the bathroom. I scrubbed my teeth until my gums bled before hopping into a hot, steamy shower. I felt the beads of water and bubbles of soap cover every inch of my body as I washed away any filth on my body.

I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my naked body before walking to the closet and picking out a pair of ripped jeans and a cute top. Next was hair and makeup so I went to the mirror and took a good look at myself. I had sandy blonde hair that reached my hips and my skin was lightly tanned. My favorite part of my body was my eyes. My eyes were a vibrant emerald green with small specks of gold in certain lighting. Liam always told me that my eyes were hypnotic and that anyone could get lost in them I wasn't a very large person. I was about 5'3 and I had a very flat stomach curves in all the right places which made most clothes very flattering on me. I enjoyed the gym and I was proud of how dedicated I was to living a healthy lifestyle. To get ready for the day I put on a light coat of mascara and some chapstick before throwing half of my hair up into a messy bun and leaving the other half down. 

Liam appeared next to me dressed in a button down and khaki pants looking even more handsome than he did in bed this morning. He put gel in his hair and brushed it back before turning towards me with a mischievous grin. I quickly turned on my heels, trying to escape whatever Liam had planned for me but I wasn't fast enough. His arms locked around my waist and he began spinning me around as fast as he could.

"Put me down!" I pleaded as I felt bile rise in my throat, "you're going to kill me!"

"Never!" Liam exclaimed before releasing an evil laugh.

I smiled to myself before turning my head to face him. His smile was quickly wiped off his face when I licked him from his jawline to his hairline. The look of disgust on his face was absolutely priceless and I was able to escape as he stared down at me in shock. I couldn't stop laughing as I grabbed my purse and keys and hurried out to my car.

When I arrived at work, I put on my gloves and got straight to work on my latest project. I was a florist and I worked on floral designs for events like weddings, corporate events and funerals. I was working on an intricate design and it was turning out beautifully. My coworker, Marcus, appeared beside me with two coffees in hand.

"Good morning Kore!" Marcus sang as he placed a cup of coffee on my workstation.

"Thank you!" I squealed in delight when I saw that it was my favorite coffee from my favorite shop in town.

I didn't know how life could get any better than it currently was. I loved my job, I loved my co-workers, I loved my best friends, I loved my fiancé, I was engaged to the CFO of a large company, my ring was huge and my house was gorgeous.

I was thinking my happy thoughts while working on my latest project when I remembered that I needed to call my maid of honor. Tessa had been my best friend since kindergarten. She was hilarious and I never had a dull moment with her. Her dark hair and skin was always flawless and her she could get along with almost anyone. 

"Hello?" I heard Tessa's tired voice. I could tell by her tone that she was either hungover or she had just woken up.

"Hey babe!" I greeted as I sipped on my coffee. "I was just wondering if you got your dress back from the alteration shop yet?"

"I'm picking it up this afternoon!" She replied in a cheery tone. We had always dreamed of the day that one of us would get married and the other would get to be a maid of honor. I was the first to get married and Tessa didn't seem like she wanted to settle down anytime soon.

"Great!" I said relieved. I was slightly scared that she would forget the dress because she had been a bit unreliable in the past.

We finished up our little conversation and I went back to work.

A little while later my boss, Jody, appeared next to me.

"Hello Kore" Jody said with a sickly sweet smile, "Do you have that portfolio put together yet?"

Shit. I thought as I mentally pictured the binder with photos of my designs that was sitting on the kitchen counter at home.

I quickly changed the panic on my face into a smile and replied, "It's on my desk at home. I'll just go home on my lunch break."

Without another word, Jody just nodded and walked away.

When lunch came around I ran out to my car and sped home as fast as I could. I jogged up to the door and unlocked it. Luckily the binder was right where I left it. I grabbed the binder and went to open the door when I heard a strange noise. It sounded like sex but no one was supposed to be home. Maybe Liam turned on porn before work and forgot to turn it off? Or worse, what if people broke in to our house to have sex?

I've seen enough horror movies to know that I should just get out of the house and call the police but apparently I have the mentality of the dumb girl who gets murdered first because I decided to go investigate the noise instead.

I tiptoed through the hallway quietly, avoiding any places the wood would creak loudly under my feet. I arrived at the bedroom door and counted down from three inside my head.

3.... 2.... 1....

I opened the door and my heart shattered into a million pieces. There, in MY bed, was my fiancé, Liam, and my best friend, Tessa, having sex.