Athena's Pov
“Last one.” I reassured.
It was hard doing this with so much pressure. Grandpa has always been so patient but these three men watching over me were anything but kind enough to spare me some precious minutes.
“How long is this gonna take?” Zephyr grumbled.
“Give her some time, it's not that easy.” Grandpa comes to my defense.
“The food's gonna get cold.” Ares said, irritated.
I ignored each of them and focused on getting the angle right. I clicked another picture and checked if it turned out the way I intended.
I smiled looking at it. If anything living here has given me then it's good pictures. Everything here is so classy and fancy. It's heaven for an aspiring photographer like me.
Today when I saw the dinner set up like the royals were eating it, I had to run back to my room and grab my camera. The brothers didn't like that they had to wait because of me but grandpa was there to take my side.
The brothers have gotten quite tolerant of me now. We still don't like each other but we're trying to be civil for one person’s sake —who we love the most.
“I'm done!” I declared, overjoyed by my work. “Sorry and thank you lads,” I gestured to the trio. “...and gentleman.” I bowed to grandpa and blew him a kiss. “You may resume your dinner now.”
“Finally.” Ares scoffed.
He’s been patient with me for the last couple of days but he’s deemed to lose his patience if I hold him off for five minutes when his food is right before his eyes.
He doesn't bother me much. He usually stays away from me unless I speak about Tristan or any guy for that matter. Among all three he has settled well with my presence.
He sometimes unintentionally includes me in his and grandpa’s conversations and even tells me funny stories about his business partners.
I sat down on my seat and started going through all the pictures I just took to determine which one’s the best. While grandpa fixed a plate for me.
“She's old enough to do that herself.” Zephyr muttered.
So far he's the most irritating one. He always has to interfere in my matters. My hate for all of them is unwearying but he has a special place on my list.
“Why are you so jealous if grandpa likes me more than you?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.
He rolled his eyes. “You're just blind to reality.”
“You-” I fell silent when I felt something moving between my legs.
Now I know why my back hurts since last night.
I immediately get up and try to keep my legs closed so I don't make a big mess that I will have to clean later. I was about to turn around when Hades stopped me.
“What happened?” He asked, seeing the panicked look on my face.
Him and I haven't had a lot of conversations since he rescued me from the roof three days ago. He avoids me and that's exactly what I want. I feel weird with him after he’s seen me in such a miserable state.
“I just remembered something. I’ll be back.” I said and rushed back to my room.
I went directly to my closet and searched for tampons. Luckily I had one left and took it inside the bathroom. I was fortunate enough to have not ruined another pair of white panties but the subtle pain started to escalate immediately.
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