I didn’t dare utter it, and I was tongue-tied, the sha of what happened down there making weak to think or even speak.
His thumb stroked my chin before it lined my lips and forced them into my mouth.
"He will live."
I should find relief, but I don’t... the dangerous glint in his eyes told he wasn’t gonna just let Reed live. But I can’t question him because I could discern that he was gonna walk down the stairs and shoot him in the eye.
The bloodlust rolling off him was proof enough.
Ares freed , and the loss of his touch felt like a part of was stolen.
"Sweet dreams, baby."
I was still as Ares left my room, closing the door behind him. A mix of emotions challenged my inside.
I didn’t know if I should scream, dig the ground and let it swallow up for eternity, feel guilty for getting carried away while Reed was bleeding out on the floor, call Ares back and have him finish what he started, or tell him to go to hell.
I don’t know which is which, and all I could do was just sit there and gape at the door like I wasn’t breathing anymore. I don’t think I was.
~☆~
I groaned, feeling like I had been hit by a bus or sothing. The heaviness in my body was unusual, almost like sothing was holding down from moving.
I’m asleep, aren’t I?
I had no other choice but to do that because when I tried to leave my room, I found the door locked.
That devil.
I need to get up and check on Es. What ti is it?
I tried to shift again, but I made no progress. I moaned when the back of my ass rubbed against a leg.
I didn’t drink last night, so why was I so tired?
"Keep moving around, baby, then this morning will start with my cock inside your pussy."
I flashed open eyes, turning my neck, and found Ares spooning .
I pushed him off. "What are you doing in my room?!"
"I never left." He sat up, and I tried to focus on his eyes rather than dipping my gaze to that delicious chest of his.
Not only did he lock in my own house, but he also had the nerve to sleep next to ?
And I didn’t have any nightmares, I didn’t wake up in the middle of the night panting in sweat. It was too far-stretched to assu Ares’s presence made have a good night’s sleep.
This was the first peaceful night I have had in the last five years.
"Y-You have no right to be in my bed," I forced myself to speak.
"We’re lovers."
"L-Lovers?"
Where the heck is this coming from?
"Are you sure you know the aning of that word?"
He tilted his head.
I released a breath. "Do you even love ?"
"Yes, I do."
His blunt response was more shocking and nerve-racking than the entire event of last night. I have never been so still in my entire life, gazing at him as if he had magically grown three heads!
And this devilish devil decided to keep talking!
"Love is when you can’t live without them and have intense feelings towards them, right?"
Do my ears deceive ? Ares King is uttering the word love like a normal phrase. Five years ago, he uttered it like it was poison, corrupted and forbidden.
What’s happening right now?
"T-Thats um one way to put it... b-but—"
"Then I do have love for you." His hand moved to my chin, leaning so close I could sll the aftershave. "Even though I think of it as too little to describe what I feel for you."
"W-What do you feel for exactly?"
I thought back to Reed’s words about Ares knowing ten years ago, far before I worked as his secretary. He was my stalker, and I haven’t even addressed that shit yet.
"No words can describe it. My actions will."
I knew no doubt he would, but I wasn’t sure my heart was prepared for that. I leaned away from his touch and got out of bed.
I gave him my back, closing my eyes briefly as I rubbed my arms. I wasn’t sure I had a heart to give anymore. I have given my heart twice, fucking twice, and where have that got ?
"Baby?"
I faced him. "We’re friends, or better yet, I’m your baby mama."
Ares raised an eyebrow.
"Yes."
He stood, and I got intimidated, preferring when he was just sitting there, but now it seed like the tables had turned.
I backed away slowly when he didn’t stop covering up the space like it was unwanted. My back pressed against the cold wall, and I tensed as his eyes darkened until I couldn’t see any color.
I cleared my throat. "I’m a woman who has your child that’s—"
"Keep saying that, then I’ll gag you and chain you to this bed until I prove otherwise."
I tipped my chin. "We don’t share that dynamic anymore, the contract—"
"We established that dynamic way before that. Prove wrong."
There was nothing to prove. I knew the contract never dictated how our attraction would play out, and now, adding love to the mix, this was gonna be a disaster.
"You’re toxic..." I voice.
"Then make better."
"We’re toxic."
"We can be better."
I’m in trouble, and I don’t an the kind where I intentionally stick my hand into fire. It’s the kind where my body was doing that shit again... when it surrenders before anything else.
Our lips brushed against each other, staying there as if we were both trying to hold back.
I tensed, feeling his hand sliding up my thigh, the roughness of those strong hands felt like sin was working its way into my mind.
"You can’t deny it, baby..." he whispered, voice thick with certainty. "What we have is unbreakable."
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