"You!" She blurts disbelief evident on her face. She looked as though she had seen a ghost.Ares Chuckled walking towards her urging her to step back, "How?" yet again she mumbled.Ares shrugged, "What was that you were talking about on the phone, do enlighten me" he finally halted his steps after saying.She gulped down a lump trying to muster up enough courage to talk back at him. "None of your business. What are you doing here?" She asks, her voice still weary.Ares shakes his head, narrowing his stare at her as though he is trying to point out something. A strand of sweat dripped from her forehead, it made Ares wonder.Was he that intimidating?He cleared his throat, "Elena you can't hide anything from me now you know? I'm your husband--" She surprisingly cuts him off with a hard slap on his left cheek cutting him off guard. It was more of a reflex action cause even Elena was more than surprised by her sudden action. Ares Jawline hardened. He has never been slapped across the
"What are you doing? Stop, I said stop it Ares" Elena fired in-between tears but her words had Ares even more enraged as he beat the living daylight out of Cristian."If I ever see you near her again" Ares warns his knuckles drenched with Cristian blood. "Get off me you creep!" Cristian spews in between groans trying so hard to get Ares off of him yet to no avail. "You'll regret ever laying a finger on me" Ares sneered, "What happened years back will not repeat itself, by the time I'm done with you even your father won't be able to save you this time" he hit him hard on the Jawline.Suddenly the door burst open Henry came into view. His eyes widen in horror. "Ares" He blurts the name sounding heavy on his lips as he's never called his master by his name but due to circumstances, here he is going. "Help him please" Elena pleads directing it to Henry. Henry hurriedly got there and pulled Ares off of Cristian. "You son of bitch" Ares cursed giving him a last punch before Henry coul
Ares flipped the pancake on the pan, lowering the fire so as not to get it burnt. He has been awake most of the night with different thoughts wandering in his head. It's 8 AM, and he decided to make breakfast for two. He stood shirtless only in his sweatpants. He's starting to feel a little better compared to yesterday. Henry had called him a while ago to inform him about the research he had assigned them. He still couldn't believe it, how dirty did Cristian get his hands, and how did he involve Elena in it? Ares sighed at the thought just in time Elena walked in with a light knee-length nightie that barely covered her chest. Ares gulped down hurriedly, taking his eyes off, suddenly feeling turned on.He could feel her gaze on his bare chest but he pretended as though he didn't notice her ogling, proceeding to assemble the dish on the plate.After setting everything she still has her eyes glued to him. He chuckled, "Take a picture, it lasts longer" his tune laced with sarcasm c
Ares stepped out of the car, releasing a heavy sigh. Looking ahead, was a group of men, all clad in black suits, as they stood near the private jet. He walked towards them, as they all acknowledged his presence, which he ignored."Welcome aboard Master '' One of the flight attendants said, as he settled down on one of the seats."Thank you"He wrapped a seat belt around his waist, before resting his head back and shutting his eyes, taking a deep breath as the jet took off. The jet was now stable in the air. Sighing in relief, he unbuckled the seatbelt, and stretched his body, before grabbing his MacBook."Anything you'd like to have, Master?""Coffee. No Sugar! No Milk" He muttered, focusing his gaze on the pile of work in front of him.Henry took a seat next to him, "Master the reports you asked to be sent in have been done as per instructed, anything else" he asked.Ares remained mute for a while before he parted his lips to reply, "Yes. Cancel any business involved with DuPonts" H
"What!?" Both Ares and Henry blurt out at the same time flabbergasted by that sudden look. He knew the face looked Familiar get he couldn't point out his own look alike. Not that it was evident not until you looked quit deeper only then you won't notice.David nods, "She's your younger sister," he says yet again the news sinking more into Henry's head. "How?" Henry mumbled didn't think it'd be heard but it was."Allison is your mother's baby two weeks before her dismissal. After your mother's death, Magnus had her in the care of your maternal aunt, Allison has been living with her for the past years" David explains. Too much to digest. Anytime he thinks he's heard enough something pops up yet again. Don't get him wrong, Ares had always wanted a sibling being the only kid, he had all the attention to himself and sometimes it gets tiring, at that times he'd want nothing more than to her a sibling. "Just as you, Allison has been undercovered just as you. I had Allison come here cause
"She's a good woman" Allison compliment referring to Elena. Ares shot her an inquisitive look to which she shrugs. "My fashion line is in collaboration with her" She explains. "She's been a model for our product for quite some time now. We're very close friends--" She proceeds Ares getting lost in the middle of the conversation.An Idea suddenly popped on his head lighting up his eyes. "How close?" he asks cutting her off.She stops before her lips part to say, "Quit much but we seem to be growing apart since I got into the system""You're moving to New York" Ares announces."No. Why would I? I don't have any business there" "You do now, you'll be leaving with me" She gave him a look of 'Why the sudden decision' or was he already playing the ordering brother role?"I need you to be part of this. You have to get closer to her, I don't know if she has any information about the Rortex but I do know Cristian does" Ares reasoned his eyes zoned to a particular spot in the parlor, connec
"Ready?" Ares asked through the mouthpiece. "Yes," Both Henry and Allison answered. They just got to the Kingsley Mansion where Elena's birthday would be taking place.Henry and Elana had gone in already giving some unnoticeable distance between themselves as ordered by Ares, whereas Ares just walked in.Ares is dressed in a casual outfit one that looks partially worn out almost intimated by the men who wore tuxes and ladies with fancy dresses. The Theme of the part screamed elegance one that Ares didn't possess, or so he did.He walked his hand in the pocket and the first person he saw was Mrs Kingsley heading towards him her nose flaring in displeasure.He chuckles knowing very well what had made her upset yet decided to act oblivious. He cleared his throat as she got there."Good Evening Mum" he greeted Infuriating her even more. She glared at him, "What are you wearing? And don't you dare call me that, I'd rather die than birth a disgrace like you" She spat more into a mumble
"Bring me down," she fires as they step out of the hall barely above a whisper.He ignores her.She hits his chest with her soft hands, trying to get him to keep her down, yet to no avail. If only she knew what that did to him, she'd stop before things get messy."You do not own. I am not your wife Ares Russor. I never will and never will be," she blurts, her voice weary just as her lids.He still didn't get her a response, knowing very well it was the effect of the alcohol messing with her head, so it was of no use getting into an argument with her.She cupped his face with her left palm, running her hands around his jawline, "How can you be this handsome? " He chuckled, clearly amused. Normally, alcohol makes people say things they've been keeping off, so here she was admitting to his looks."Do you have to look good even in the filthy clothes you where?" She adds. Henry suddenly approached them. "You stay here with Allison. I'll drive us home, " he orders, knowing very well that