Fathers of Athena Konstantinos (Completed)

Fault

Author's Pov

Morpheus grabbed a tray and threw it on Hades.

Hades dodged it at the right moment. Being in the Mafia for nearly a decade and half now, has its perks. The brothers know when and how to defend themselves.

“Why would you fucking tell her?” Morpheus was livid and shouted with all his might.

Hades was about to speak when Morpheus launched a bowl each on the remaining two brothers. They dodged it with eaze and looked at their father wide eyed. He never reacted this way unless he's absolutely pissed.

Morpheus was always against disciplining children with physical or emotional abuse but his sons were way older to be considered kids anymore so he wanted to take some of his pent-up frustration out on them and ideally teach them a lesson.

Ares raised his hands up in surrender. “I didn't even do anything. Zyphre and Hades told her that you meet us and take money from us.”

His brothers glared at him and he shrugged. The trio would always snitch on each other in front of their father to escape his anger but when it came to anything outside of family, they were ready to take a bullet or any blame for their brothers.

“You idiots! Don't you have any decency left? It hasn't even been 24 hours and you've already upset her.” Morpheus yelled at his sons.

“She needed to hear that. It's not our fault she can't take the truth.” Hades said displeased by his father's outburst.

“She's a child. She doesn't understand that I had to take money from you jerks. But you're an adult! You could’ve avoided telling her that!” 

“If she gets hurt so easily then she shouldn't be a smart mouth.” Ares commented.

“And you shouldn't be an adult because you clearly didn't go through maturity.”

“It was her fault dad, she started it.”

Among the trio, Ares was the best at getting information out of people when they least expect it and he used the same strategy on Athena.

He waited till she was focused on her food. He saw her eyes moving from pancakes to strawberries and after two seconds of contemplation she picked three of them and popped them in her mouth.

He gradually began the investigation with questions she could answer with a nod or shake of her head so she wouldn't have to think too much before she gave him an answer. And just as planned, she spoke without hesitation. But what wasn't planned was that she spoke without any thought.

She loves to joke and her humor didn't sit well with the trio.

They didn't want to laugh about her hypothetical marriage, they only wanted to know what her relationship was with Tristan. Their concern was limited to her being too young to hangout with men in clubs.

They felt like she was a naive girl and so they wanted to make sure she wasn't letting someone take advantage of her. If that was the case, it wouldn't have been difficult for the brothers to get rid of him.

“She started it? How old are you?” Morpheus mocked.

“Dad,” Zyphre brought his attention to himself. “We told you this arrangement isn't gonna work, that's why we offered to get her a safehouse and… it's still an option.”

Morpheus shook his head in disappointment. “You still don't realize what you did today?” He eyed each one of his sons with disgust. “Or what you did to her seventeen years ago?”

“It was a mistake. And we offered to make it right but you didn't let us-” Ares lowered his voice. “Abort.”

Morpheus laughed. “Atleast you have the decency to not tell her that. But don't worry she already knows. It doesn't take a genius to figure that out.”