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Once I left the bathroom, Ares was wearing blue trunks paired with some black flip-flops. His gaze lingered on my chest. "You look hot." He walked towards me, wrapping his arms around my bare waist. His lips lingered on my neck, and I sighed softly. "Hey, we need to leave..." I whispered softly, and he began to untie the straps of my top. "We could spare a few minutes..." he whispered against my ear. The straps came undone, and Ares tossed my top to the floor. His gaze lingered on my naked chest and nudged me towards the bed.

as he wasn’t Greek. After writing Nik a lengthy letter about what had been happening, including the brewing romance between Robert and Kayla, the relationship which seemed that it would never be official, I crawled into bed with a Greek book in the hope of sharpening up my shocking Greek skills. I must have been bored to sleep by the book – one moment I was trying to decipher the Greek text and the next I was sitting propped against a stone wall in the Dreamscape. “Good evening, my sweet.” The voice sent a chill down my spine, although I couldn’t see who it belonged to.

I just can't wait to attend it with Ares by my side. Ares was holding my hand as we followed the maid. We were just silent for the whole walk. I know Ares was just tired and I just didn't push him to talk not until we reached our room. I was supposed to attend the celebration, however, I have decided to stay in the room. Ares doesn't want to leave me but I insisted that he must be there for them and he promised me that he will come back as soon as he can. I just got tired after everything that happened earlier and a rest is what I needed which prevented me from attending their celebration. After Ares left the room, I decided to lay on the bed and never expected that I would fall asleep. It w

It looked like it was going to be a long night Ten minutes later, he was driving past the thick woods with a drunk woman seated beside him. He turned on the volume on the car stereo to drown the mimicries of the forest creatures. It was giving him the creeps. Sia's Chandelier was blaring from the car stereo. It gave him some sort of soothing effect. Suddenly, he felt a small tap on his shoulder. He turned to find Yolanda staring wide-eyed at him. He shot her a questioning look at once.

“Explain everything now,” Kei said, irritated, as she stood with her arms crossed in front of my siblings, who were staring at me in shock, their eyes wide in disbelief. “I don’t know exactly what happened,” I started, and Kei raised an eyebrow at me. “Remember when we were on the island, and I got drunk, then when I woke up, there was a guy next to me?” She seemed to be thinking about what I said. “OMG! That’s the guy?” I nodded. “The guy you slept with was Ravi Lincoln Spencer?!” she screamed, and Jane and Macoy suddenly rushed toward me.

“But that’s not the same.” Truth hung in the space between them. Ares let out a shaky breath, turning away. “I won’t let them use you.” “And I won’t disappear just to make things simpler,” she replied. He looked at her really. For a moment, it seemed like he might finally say something real. But he just nodded. “I have calls.” And the barrier was up again. That night, Isla lay awake long after the city was still. Ares never came to bed. She heard his footsteps, the deep murmur of his voice, the quiet clink of glass and ice.

One year. Three hundred and sixty-five days of having Arete as my charge. One year of stolen conversations in the Pegasus tavern with Saea, her acidic humor smoothing some of the roughness from each day. One year of stolen moments with Arete herself, slipping into dark corners to press desperately shut mouths together, hands grasping clothing and skin until hers was all I could see or feel, and my life as Keeper to House Ares didn’t seem quite so empty. It hadn’t been enough.

Luna sighed when she felt Ares's warm lips as she gently played with her tongue. He seemed to be floating in the clouds due to the sensation that enveloped his body. She felt the gentle motion of one of his hands on her nape, pushing her head better to cover her lips. He was almost in a daze. She wanted some more. But suddenly, Ares stopped and pressed their foreheads together as both chased the breath. "I don't know why this is happening to me," Ares said while closing his eyes and still chasing his breath.

Her mind tried not register the sensation where Violet's fingers wrapped firmly around her hand. "Welcome to coastal paradise, your grace! You're finally here!" Lord Frederick cried in delight. "I was talking to Arthur and Jasmine about what we'd planned to do earlier. All suggestions sound fantastic! I can't wait to do all of them." "But first, we need to get you to the villa just north of Tenerife," Arthur said with a bright smile, his eyes hidden behind a handsome pair of sunglasses. "We will have a hearty dinner together there and rest up for the night before we do some crazy fun stuff the next day. How does it sound?"

This was Czar's scene but as the girl crawled forward and into the light and locked eyes with Ares, he didn't register when his legs walked him forward. His breath hitched as he stared into her green eyes, hypnotized. Ares was sure he must've been hypnotized because one minute he was standing behind her cell, and the next minute he was opening up her cell and walking towards her. He squatted by her side and moved her white hair behind her ears so he could see more of her face. "What's your name?" Ares couldn't help but ask, she was the prettiest woman he had ever seen. He didn't know what was happening or why he was doing what he was doing, he just did what his body told him to.