Chapter 18

"Good boy! Fetch!"

Ares was standing beside the fountain as his eyes seriously followed every woman's movement wearing a matcha color sundress that matches the color of freshly trimmed grass and flat gladiator sandals with gold laces ties. The soft bristle of the wind was brushing her long ponytailed hair, curled in the ends, and sometimes, it went to her face when she playfully ran and turned her body modesty while chasing the lion and the dog. 

It was late in the afternoon—almost five, and the sun was about to rest on the west and is now giving soft orange light like the colors are bidding goodbye to the Earth as it is about to sleep. The crescent moon is already up at the far right facing North, bestowing its eyes to the woman whose laughter was blissfully influencing the air with her light energy. 

To be honest, the estate had always been tranquil for the pasts years. The silence was extravagant, and people working here changed monthly, excep