Don't have high hopes

KALILA POV

My breath hitched in my throat; the hair at the back of my neck prickled, and I groaned as goosebumps suddenly rose on my skin.

I didn't know why but Ares incited such a response from me. It was weird, and I could not say I enjoyed what his presence was doing to me.

I huffed out a breath as Ares neared.

He narrowed his eyes on mine, and he halted just a distance before me.

"Dahlia..." He murmured and then paused. It was as if he was trying to choose his words carefully.

Though I knew it was far from it.

Ares stroked the five O'clock shadow cheeks.

My hands itched to do the same, but I held them by my side because I knew he wouldn't appreciate it.

He looked insanely hot yet angry.

Perhaps, my presence in the office wasn't needed, as the blond with blue eyes had said.

"Dahlia..." Ares murmured again.

I wanted to tell him to call me Kalila instead, but I refrained from doing so as I remembered Nova's warning.

"You cursed me the last time I forced you here. You swear never to