Playlist - Nothing New (Taylor's Version) by Taylor Swift
Luna
My brain didn't register what he said at first. I thought maybe I heard him and he meant his ‘pastor’ not sister, because he had one half-sister, Charlotte. She and I were friends and she completely worships her brother so there's no way on earth… wait.
Ares stood serious and unmoving in front of me. I hadn’t heard him wrong. No, in fact, I was more surprised than disappointed. My mouth fell open, then closed.
My hand clamped on my mouth when my brain finally put two and two together, it really was Charlotte.
For the past few weeks, Charlotte’s texts had become very off putting. She constantly needed information about my relationship with Ares and when I wouldn't divulge, she stopped contacting me.
There was one time, she sent me the most random text, what color is your prom dress.
I didn't read a lot into it, but now I get it.
What a bitch.
“You mean she hates me?” I asked, incredulously. “But she was nothing but nice to me.”
“It's me she loathes too,” Ares said, then sighed. “There’s something she knows that she shouldn't have known.”
“Like what?”
“I am not her brother.”
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“Why are we stopping here?”
Ares had pulled in front of the old, rustic, god-near crippled Opera House. It was our place. This was our very first meeting location. A floodgate of memories splashed in my head, doing nothing more than to remind me what had happened here. With us.
I was down on my knees for him. He commanded my every move that night.
My thoughts were clouded with the memories of the past and as soon as my head turned sideways to meet his greener than amazon eyes, I knew he'd been thinking about it too.
I blinked away and blushed. My hand clasped around his strong bicep. He maneuvered his way around the place and led me to the deep center of the stage. The gothic style larger than life chandelier was looming over our head, the ceiling barely holding it
“My intentions weren't pure that night. I was prepared to get into your head and have my way with you, but…” He paused.
My heart skipped a beat at his declaration. Back then, I had guessed there was something more to Ares’s strong approach yet I had always stopped my thoughts to wander in that direction.
Ares was bad news then. Now, he's dangerously, irrevocably irresistible and deep under my skin.
I swallowed, waiting for him to speak further.
His arm wrapped around waist, pulling me into his hard surface of a body. My personal space flew right out of the window. His chest was flushed against mine.
He looked absolutely gorgeous. I grew impatient for him to complete what he had to say. His beautiful self was making it hard for me to be mad at him.
“But what?” I insisted that he just say whatever was on his mind.
He gave me a dimpled grin. “But you got inside my head. Damn near consumed my thoughts and before I knew it, I stayed awake at night thinking about you.”
Oh. My heart and insides felt mellow. My gaze dropped, then I slowly peered my eyelashes at him.
He continued. “That moon tattoo… the one you were so enamoured with.” I nodded. “I had it inked on me the moment I decided I'll be making you mine.” He interlocked our fingers. “It was an ode to your name.”
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Romance[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I tried getting out of his hold, but he had more strength in his finger than I had in my body. He flipped me over until my back was touching his broad muscled front. "Leave me, Ares," I pleaded. He wrapped his arms arou...
