Ares was restless. He tried everything possible to find out Russor's location, but every time he tried, it kept saying 'not found'. The pictures of his wife and son were still vivid in his mind. He could not get the picture out of his head. They kept flashing in, whenever he tried to think of a solution.He had asked Allison to join the men to track their location, and he also did that because he wanted to be alone.His mind was in chaos. He was panicking.If he didn't act fast, by the this time, tomorrow, he might receive a photo of.."No!" He yelled, dreading the thought of receiving their corpse. He would never have forgiven himself, because it would be his fault, partially.There was nothing he could do, but surrender the inheritance to him, and devise a way to run away with his family. He just wanted this nonsense to end.He prepared all the documents that was needed to be handed over to Russor. He stared at all of them, like he was trying to imprint it on his mind.All his fath
Russor regretted leaving Ares there. He could have finished him off, when he had the chance to.Why had he not loaded the gun, before now? He must make sure that Ares does not survive it, because it would be easy for him to manipulate Allison to signing everything to him.He had recently found out about Ryan, and didn't know know him, that was why he had put Allison's name as his next of kin. It was temporary, because as the rules stated, he needed to have a son, who would inherit all of it.When he had found out about Ryan, things did not go on well as he planned, so he had no time to change certain things.If he could not kill Ares, he would need to have him in his custody, so as to get Allison, who was softhearted, to sign everything in his name."Do everything you have to do to make sure he does not make it out alive," Russor instructed.He had lost the chance to kill him, but it didn't mean he was too late to do it. It was all because of Ares that his right to freedom of movem
Two years later"Kill him," Ares says, cutting off from the call. He heaved out a breath, walking out of the room.He left for England two days ago after lying to Elena that he had some work-related issues and would be back as soon as he could for Ryan's fifth birthday.How time flies. Just like yesterday, the duo were on each other's necks wanting nothing to do with one another, and today, all he could say or do was be more grateful to fate.Ares left for England to finalize everything with his daughter's foster parent. He had paid them off handsomely for giving his daughter the best parental care, judging by her behavior and character. He also promised them that Nova would come to visit.Ares still hasn't informed Elena about it; he wanted it to be a surprise. His family isn't complete without having her as well.She was born out of the mistake they made years ago; call her a beautiful mistake that he'll forever cherish."Master" Henry cuts him out of his train of thought."Yes He,
"Ares!"He chuckles knowing very well who it was that was summoning him. He thought he wouldn't see him off.It's been three years since the incident, three years since his life fucked up and him ending up in a highly secured prison cell all thanks to the DuPont. Huffing out a sigh, Ares turns to face the old man that is around his late eighties. Apollo is his name or Master as Ares calls him.The man that taught him everything he needed and much more to know. Apollo has moduled Ares into the worst, cause best won't fit with the now turned cold person he is. When Ares was first brought to the clutches of the damn prison, he was just some meekish innocent and weak crap. He had gone through a series of abuse, punishment and bullying from the other prisons yet somehow Master always was there, not to help him rather show him how weak he was. Master had taunted him times without number it got to an extent where Ares was on a verge of commiting suicide yet for some reason Master didn't
"Is that you?" Ares's brows drew in confusion. It better not be what he's thinking, it can't be. Last time he saw her she was all fine, then how?"Mum," He mumbled, inching closer. Her hands stopped on his built chest as her lips began to quiver, "It's really you" she fell into his embrace. Her warmth felt nostalgic, god knows how much he has missed it. He retaliated with her gesture encircling his biceps around her. She broke into sobs, "Ares. It's you" she repeated, finding it surreal. He fought back the chuckle that slipped. "Yes Mum, it is. Come on, let's get you inside" he ushers shutting the door behind. She held onto his hand for support, "You could take to the couch, we have a lot of catching up to do" she says her tune drenched with weariness."Is something wrong with your sight?" He couldn't help but ask. She smiled a sad one as he settled her down on the worn out couch. "Come, seat"Ares sat next to her, she got a hold of his hand. "A lot has happened ever since the
Ares sat the man in after making sure he came in peace but then something about him seemed fishy yet he couldn't point it out."These documents contain the impending debt your late father left unpaid" The man began passing forth the paperwork to Ares.Ares scanned through them till the very end where his eyes landed on the total sum . His orbs widened as to how much he had to pay off for his late father.15 million dollars. That's how much he had to pay unfortunately. "When's the deadline?" He asked."A week from now" "What! That's too short" Ares declared.Where on earth would he get that much money in a week? "Also, you must evacuate the house in three days as the sole owners of the land are beginning construction, so the house is to begin being demolished by next week" "What!?" Ares heard his mum ask a groan slipping from his lips.He had purposely warned her to stay in but as always she never listened. He didn't want her worried that she already is as it is, she's already been
In the dimly lit office, they stepped in to find a man seated in a chair, with his back turned towards them, gazing out into the nighttime cityscape. The room was bathed in the soft glow of moonlight, casting a mysterious atmosphere. "Sir" Delilah calls, urging the person sitting behind the chair to spin over. A man around his late fifties came into view urging Ares's brows to draw in confusion as to who he was. Wait, was he missing something or what?"Ares Russor" The man called his lips, spreading into a smile, "It's so good to finally meet you." The man acknowledged getting up and walking towards Ares.He passed out his hands for a shake, Ares contemplated whether or not to take it before he finally did, "And you are?""David Mitchell" He introduced his eyes lingering on the dragon ring.Ares noticed his stare causing him to pull his hands off. "I see, he passed it on to you" "He?"David nods, "Apollo" Okay confusion was more evident on Ares face. Why was here? Who is David M
"Come Ares" David ushers, guiding Ares further into the office to an open book shelf that stood firm with books filled in it. He pulled a book, the shelf split open coming in view is a dark circle-ish button. David instantly pressed it open and a handprint detector slid open."Go ahead!" David ushers.Ares gave him a skeptical look before he placed his hand on the print, instantly the wall clock opened."Now what you're about to see, it's not but the future of the Dominatus Aeternus which now lies in your hands." David says.The lights clicked on and Ares was left in awe. The room is vast, with high ceilings adorned with intricate designs. The walls are lined with weapons from various martial arts, each one telling its own story of discipline and strength. The room is dimly lit, creating an atmosphere of reverence.In the center of the room stands a display case, housing the most prized weapons. Ares's heart races as they approach, his fingers itching to touch the polished steel. Th