Sir Ares Good Night Novel Free Novels & Stories

His presence beside me was steady and comforting. As I lay there, my eyes began to close, the exhaustion overwhelming. Just before sleep took me, I felt the gentle pressure of Ares’ hand on mine. I looked up, surprised by the unexpected touch. His face was unreadable, but his eyes held a softness that made my heart ache in a good way. “Thank you,” I whispered again, my voice barely audible as sleep began to pull me under. Ares didn’t respond, but his gaze spoke volumes. I squeezed his hand lightly, showing that I was okay and grateful for his presence. Then, with a final sigh, I closed my eyes and let the warmth of his presence lull me into a deep, peaceful sleep.

Ares is usually very responsible and I have never once caught him dozing off like that. But today, everything about him is off. He is sluggish, his responses are slow and he has bags under his eyes. It is only after the last trainee leaves for the day that I finally confront him. “You've never slept on your job before, Ares. What happened to you?” I frown, placing both hands on my hips. Ares looks to the ground sheepishly and scratches the back of his auburn red hair. “I um…I’ve been staying up the past few nights chatting with Ariel.”

Emily’s Point of View Some victories are quiet, sipped with wine and savored like secrets… The moonlight spilled into my penthouse like a quiet celebration, casting a silver sheen over the marble floor. I sat on the velvet armchair near the balcony, barefoot, a half-empty glass of cabernet in hand, the taste lingering on my tongue like the satisfaction I felt blooming in my chest. Dinner had gone better than I expected—far better. Jackson, the man who once vowed to love me forever, had smiled at me tonight with a sparkle in his eyes, completely unaware that the woman he had once betrayed stood before him in a new skin. A new name. A new life.

But I was already so numb that the apology passed through me like a breeze. “Just get out,I would like to continue alone.” I began to plot how to slip a generous doze into his drink and for the first time in the night,the gods listened,everything worked according to plan and before I knew it...I was over a half conscious Ares mumbling Selene's name,his clothes slipping off him little by little. *** “What are you doing here?”Ares grumbled, turning over,his eyes widened at my bare body and I could almost see the panic screaming in his eyes.

They were giving the center of the courtyard a wide berth, so I pushed my way forward to find out what was going on there. The sight that met my eyes made me freeze in my tracks. Ares was lying on the ground, bleeding from everywhere I could see. His father stood over him, glaring down with hands covered in blood. 'Congratulations, Marilia,' a voice in my head whispered. 'Did you not say that his father wouldn't hurt him?'

Ryan says, crooking his finger towards her. She moves towards the end of the bed and stands between his feet. His finger loops around the tight strip of her dress, loosening its grip on her shoulder. The silky red fabric falls to the floor in a whisper of silk, leaving her wearing nothing but her nakedness and the moonlight filtering through the windows. Corvina moves in closer to his bare chest. She can feel his cock growing bigger against her hips as she places soft kisses from one of his nipples to another. His skin tastes clean and masculine, with a hint of his expensive cologne.

The man named Jinx walked toward Ares and extended his arms. Ares's head moves, is he crying? But that’s what I only thought, because when he looked up there was not even a single drop of tears in his eyes, I thought he’ll take Sir Jinx’s hands, but a creepy smile escape his lips, followed by a wave of laughter. “Do you think I could forgive you all just like that?”

“Just sleep with me here and stop tidying already.” Cynthia suspected that she might have misheard. She took a look at the big bed behind him in a daze and suddenly felt her palm, which was held by him, burning up. “Y… You’re kidding, aren’t you, Ares? Although we used to sleep with each other a lot when we were kids, we’re all grown ups now, so wouldn’t that be a little inappropriate?” Aristotle said with a straight face, “I wasn't joking.” Cynthia panicked a little and recalled Melissa’s words once again. ‘Would Ares, whom I’ve known for so long, actually harbor a wild beast in his heart?’

LUCIANA : Good Morning Ares ARES: How was your sleep? Small talk? Ares doesn't ever make small talks with me nor do we chat to each other. The only. Time we would speak is when we are the office but outside office we don't which is strange since he is currently messaging me and don't even get me started on how he messaged me last night telling that I should take the day off. I look back down at my phone to see that he is online and he is probably waiting for a reply. LUCIANA: it was good and yours?

Ares came from the other side, his words spoken seductively, soft, like an angel, his tongue licking my throat, “Don’t worry, there’s nothing to be afraid of.” Marcus repeatedly kissed me tenderly, as if to please me. I couldn’t even fathom what was happening. My mind was filled with confusion and haze. “You’ll be safe, I’ll be gentle with you. Do you want me already?” Ares whispered, his breaths falling in the middle of my thighs, on my forbidden parts. “N-no…” “Is that so?” He traced his fingers along my clit, and a thrill ran up my spine. Marcus, growing impatient when my attention shifted from him to Ares, slid down down my body and gripped my leg. His tongue traced down my leg, starting