24

"Good morning,"

"A very good morning, indeed." He flashed me a smirk, his morning voice turning me on again which made me internally roll my eyes and groan. What the fuck was this man doing to me?

"I'm hungry," I quickly stood up from the bed, "I'm going to take a bath."

"I'm coming with you," he said and stood up before I could protest. "It's going to be fun," he added to which I shrugged before we walked inside the bathroom. After brushing our teeth, we stepped in the bathroom. He was staring at my naked body with his eyes filled with lust making me bite my lip as I turned on the shower and tried to ignore his eyes on me.

However, when I turned back around, I was softly pushed against the wall, my back making contact with the cold surface as Ares placed his lips on mine, water falling on our bodies and my eyes fluttering close. I let out a groan as he touched his tongue with mine. He took my bottom lip in between hiAs teeth, his one hand grabbing both mine, holding them above my head on the wall while the other one was exploring my revealed self.

"I'm also hungry," he muttered, his voice deep, "but not for food." He then  began sucking and nibbling on my neck as I tilted my head to the side to give him more access, my hands playing with his hair.

After another session in the bathroom, we walked out and he handed me one of his shirts which reached down till just above my knees. I slid it on and followed him downstairs, needing food.

"Morning both of you," an old woman who looked like she was in her early fifties greeted. She was standing in the kitchen wearing an apron with her blonde hair tied into a bun.

"Morning Greta." Ares responded, taking a seat before gesturing for me to sit next to him. I walked over and pulled the chair, plopping down on it as I rested my elbows on the table, feeling a slight pain in between my legs which I ignored.

"Won't you introduce me to this lovely woman?" Greta asked, placing a plate of pancake and a glass of juice in front of Ares before placing another plate and glass in front of me.

"This is Greta, the house maid," Ares introduced, taking a sip of juice, "she's the only one."

"It's nice to meet you," I shot a smile to Greta who smiled back, "you must be Alexia."

"How do you know?" I asked, my brows furrowing at her in surprise.

"He keeps talking about you to me—" Greta paused, looking at Ares who was shaking his head at her but stopped when he noticed me glancing at him. He cleared his throat and dug in his pancake as Greta continued, "—ever since he first met you at the party. He said that you're the most beautiful woman he's ever seen. He even said that you're different—oh and If I recall correctly, hot and sexy as well."

"He said all that?" I asked, amused as I glanced at Ares who was acting like he didn't hear anything while eating his pancake.

"What else did he say?" I asked curiously. I've known that guy for a month or so now and I did want to know what he thought of me. 

"You make him feel things he never did before," Greta responded, her answer shocking me slightly. She chuckled before adding, "it's time for me to leave! I'll be back at three. Have fun!" With that, she waved at me before walking out of the kitchen. 

"Isn't it weird to know how to feel about me from someone else?" I asked, a smirk tugging at my lips as I stared at Ares who shrugged, "Is it?"

"Was I just a quick fuck?" I questioned, taking a bite of my pancake. Damn, Greta was a really good cook. 

"What? No!" Ares interjected almost instantly, "of course not! You weren't just a quick fuck—" he groaned, shaking his head, mumbling a string of curses before facing me, "—look, I like you, Alexia—I really do. I don't know when it happened or how it happened," he paused, contemplating on his next words while I tried to calm my racing heart as he continued, "—it just did. I know it's quick but fuck this. I couldn't stop thinking about you ever since I first saw you."

"I like you too," I found myself admitting with a smile, "you know—" a chuckle escaped my lips as I stared at him, "—I couldn't stop thinking about you either. But like, can you blame me? You're so fucking hot and all—"

He chuckled, cutting me off, "—you're so fucking hot too," flashing me a smirk, he continued, "but you already know that, don't you? Anyway, we were supposed to be meeting in my office to talk about the plan we have for your father but I guess we can discuss it here itself since we're both here and I'm taking a day off."

"I'm taking a day off too then," I pursed my lips in a thin line, feeling the excitement of killing my father, "let's discuss the plan when we're done with breakfast, yes?"

A few minutes later, we were done with breakfast and went to the living room. I sat down on a couch while he sat across me.

"So, what do you have in mind?" Ares asked, making himself comfortable.

"He's going to a business party in two months," I responded, "there'll be a lot of people there—we can kidnap him from there itself. You create a distraction then when everyone is distracted, we kidnap him. It's as easy as that."

"Sounds easy," he muttered, "where is that party being held?"

"Michele Yang's house," I replied, "not inside— outside, In his garden."

"It's gonna be easier. There's no room for mistake here." He said seriously to which I nodded, "I know. Inform your men about our plan and think of a distraction."

"Don't worry about the distraction," he waved his hand, "I already have something in mind. We'll take down Noah Ivanov for good." I nodded in response, leaning my head on the headrest.

"Tell me something," he spoke after a few seconds of silence, "why do you want him dead? Why do you hate him so much?"

"Didn't I already tell you?" I bit the inside of my cheeks, "h killed my best friend." 

"No," he shook his head, "there's more to it. You aren't telling me. Don't you trust me?"

"No, I trust you—" I groaned, sighing, "—okay fine, listen. He didn't only kill Michael. He killed his sister, his brother, his parents, literally his whole family and I feel like it is my fault. If he wasn't friends with me then none of this would've happened." I paused, thinking of my dead friend and my father. A wave of hatred hit me making me grit my teeth in anger, "killing Michael wasn't enough for that bastard so he killed his entire family." I looked up at Ares to find him listening to what I was saying. I bit my lip as I continued, "my brother, Sean and Micheal were very close. When Sean learnt about what my dad did, he snapped. He confronted him. Dad didn't hesitate twice before putting a bullet right in his chest."

"You had a brother?" Ares asked to which I nodded, "He was my older brother, he was three years older than me. I loved him and he took him away from me." I clenched my jaw, "It was Sean who was supposed to become the leader but he fucking killed him!"

"What about your mom?"

"Mom divorced him the very next day," I replied, "she doesn't like to speak about Sean much." I heard him let out a sigh before he stood up and made his way towards me. He sat down on the couch next to me.

"He'll pay for what he did, you have my word, love." He promised, pulling me in his embrace. I rested my head on his chest, listening to his heart beat as he played with my hair. We stayed like that for hours, neither of us wanting to break away from each other.