Ivan stared at the television, completely shocked at what he saw, Hermès increased the volume and they listened “…the 27-year-old millionaire CEO was taken in by the police for questioning over the death of her counterpart, Late Mr. Steve Anderson. Guests from the party reported to have seen Miss Vera leave the building hurriedly a few minutes before the deceased body was found by his mother in his room. He was believed to have been shot himself in what seemed like suicide…” the report droned on.“Turn it off” Ivan yelled, not waiting to hear the reporter finish.He bent over with his elbows in his knee and his face in his palms, he had to think fast. The very thought of Vera being in that position was unsettling for him.He knew how badly this would influence Vera, not just her company but her reputation. He had lived with her long enough to know that aside from her mother, her company was the one thing she cherished and cared about.Furthermore, he was enraged as to why he didn’t s
Sara turned her face away in embarrassment, she was surprised as to why her body reacted to him calling her that, the unsettling warm feeling in the pit of her stomach. She could feel the smile on his face as he stared at her.At that moment, Sara wished she had her sight, she wanted to see his smile and the color of his eyes.She’s been told many times that she had dull brown eyes, quite similar to the color of lazy wet beach sand. It sounded boring, and she had no idea what the beach sand looked like, she’d probably die without remembering what her own eyes looked like.Ares gazed at Sara’s face, studying her features, She looked almost the same except for the wide unblinking eyes, he watched her face twitch in thoughts and wondered what she was thinking about.They were both brought out of their reverie by a loud rumbling sound. Sara hugged her stomach with one hand, bowing her head in embarrassment.“Sorry” she mumbled under her breath “ You shouldn’t be, it’s only natural” Ares
Vera hummed Jolène by Dolly Parton as she put the leftover food aside. Catherine had wanted to do it, but Vera insisted, She knew Catherine was worn out from the events of the day, but her mother was too stubborn to admit.Vera had won this time and sent her off to her room immediately. She proceeded to clear the table, wash the dishes, and put the leftover food aside.She was just putting the last Tupperware of leftovers into the refrigerator when the home telephone rang.Vera went to grab the phone just outside the kitchen door, glancing at the clock to check the time.“Past ten” she mumbled, placing the receiver to her ear. “Yes?”“Vera!” A husky baritone voice from the other line called with urgency.“Ivan?” Vera asked, recognizing the voice immediately. It was a voice she had gotten fond of, a voice she barely heard a few times but liked.The first time she heard that voice was at the lounge bar on Fifth Street, She had just had a fight with her parents over marrying Steve, She s
“Yes,” Ares replied curtly, glancing down at her to see her reaction.He could feel her grip on his hand get tighter and laughed, reading her thoughts. She seemed terrified of the idea of living in the same house as a man, a strange man like she thought he was.“I…I…I’m not sure about that” she stuttered, her anxiety was getting the most of her. Her thoughts were beginning to run wild already.“Don’t get yourself worked up, my apartment is large enough to hold five people. You’ll have enough space, and I’ll stay out of your way.” Ares assured her.Sara let out a sigh of relief, just as the elevator came to a stop.Ares led the way into the apartment, leading her by the hand, his cold hand was already familiar with her warm hand.Sara felt a warm feeling of acquaintance as she stepped into the apartment. There was something weirdly acclimated about the place.“So, here we are,” Ares said, letting go of her hand reluctantly, his hand felt empty and cold without hers.Sara felt his hand
Vera walked through the hall to her room, she threw off her robe. She wanted nothing else but to lay in bed, it had been a completely offsetting day for her.She sauntered to the bed, she let out a sigh of relief as she fell lazily on it, spreading her sore limbs. She stretched a little, rolling over to her side as she went over the happenings of the day in her mind.She hated Steven's guts, she thought, but she knew he didn't deserve to die, at least not like that. And murder?? He was a prideful man, a rich one at that, so Vera saw no reason why he would kill himself.She felt some pity for his mother, a poor woman, she took so much pride in him and his death must devastate her much. She made a mental note to send her condolences to the grieving mother when the air cleared a little.Her mind drifted to the office, the reason she was a major suspect in Steve's death. She thought about the anonymous donations and silently blessed whoever it was for they're generous, it's hoping that on
"I'll leave you two together, I still have some things to sort out at the office before calling it a night." He said, excusing himself, glancing between the two women." Call me if you need anything". He concluded, planting a firm kiss on her temple, a blush stained her cheeks at the thought of how fond she was becoming of his affection. Ares turned to leave, giving Anna a pat on the shoulder as he walked past.Anna moved closer to the bed, studying Sara's face, astonished by her beauty."You have the prettiest honey brown eyes I've ever seen, Sara" she complimented sincerely, taking a seat beside her on the bed."Thank you, Anna" Sara replied shyly picking at her fingernails, "although I'm used to people calling them boring" "Well, I beg to differ," Anna said. "You are a musician?" Anna asked when she caught sight of the guitar and an ukulele leaning on the wall."Yes," Sara smiled "You must have been playing for a long time now," Anna guessed from the worn look of the instruments.
Ivan stepped into the house, waiting for Vera to lock the door and lead the way.Vera wanted to avoid Catherine's hawk eye from following Ivan around, so she led him straight to her room, locking the door behind them.Ivan scanned the room, turning around, not much had changed he noticed.Vera placed the flowers on her dresser, turning to give Ivan a seat. Ivan looked handsome as always and somewhere in her heart, Vera was happy that she'd had the opportunity to call this fine man her husband.“Please sit,” she said, pointing to the bed.“Thank you” Ivan replied, withdrawing his hands from his pocket and taking a seat at the edge of the bed."I'll just shower quickly, and then we can go,” Vera told him, walking towards the bathroom“Okay, take your time,” he said, settling comfortably on the bed.Vera took a hurried shower, threw on a towel, and went to the wardrobe.Ivan stared as Vera walked out of the bathroom, his prying eyes following her. He watched the droplets of water fall fr
Ares stepped out of the elevator into the dimly lit hallway, shaking his head gently, as if willing the remnants of the thoughts of his father to disappear.The hallway led to the sect arena, where the new gods held their meetings and deliberations.He opened the door of the arena gingerly and was greeted by emptiness, he was used to it, always making sure to be present several minutes before the other gods arrived.He walked around the table, tracing his hands on the chairs slowly as he made his way to his seat, which was at one end of the table.There were ten seats in total, four on each side and two on the opposite ends. The table was made from oak with black chairs around it. They were portraits of a few extinct gods and those who had been destroyed in the war, with a large portrait of Prometheus on the wall just above Ares' seat.The door opened with a gust of wind and sand flying into the room, Ares lifted his head to see who it was, but the doorway was empty for a couple of mi