Ares ; A Mafia Romance ||✓

Chapter 26

[Mature Content]

Callista Miller

Ares dragged me to his car. He was enraged visibly. Well, I am too. Through all that happened minutes ago, I almost forgot the purpose behind why I was here in the first place. Ares had slept with Becky, hid his intentions, and then this place. Wrath mentioned Ares's rules. I had had enough of Ares's secrets. I want to know everything. Now.

Ares opened the passenger side door for me and almost pushed me inside but I placed my hands on the hood of the car, refusing him. He growled under his breath, pressing the skin of his nose, "Callista, don't test me." I stood up to him, eyes challenging, "You have crossed my patience, Ares. Speak about yourself!" Ares blinked, his eyes slightly narrowed at my defiance. A crooked smirk tugged on his sinful mouth as he stepped closer to me, "so you know something." I nodded, closing the remaining distance between us, "you fucked my best friend to get me, no?"

Ares stared at me before a chuckle slipped out of him. He shook his head, "You are amusing. Now, get inside the car." I glared at him, is he serious? I pushed at his chest, feeling immensely furious at his audacity of dismissing me, "Answer me! I am not going anywhere until you tell me everything!" Ares held my wrist, his cold fingers felt frigid on my skin. He leaned on my face, "You could have gone to any place but this, Callista. Harrison is going to die for this." His eyes have the same glint of death. I gulped. He was serious. And I was hellbent on knowing everything. So, ignoring his words and concentrating on my anger, I leaned on his face, brushing our noses, "I am glad he brought me here. I saw what you breed, a fucking shithole!"

His eyes twitched, and his hold on my hand tightened that I winced softly. Ares clenched his jaw, "you want answers? Fucking earn it!" Ares tugged on my wrist, marching down another alley. I stumbled after him, trying to maintain his pace of almost running. Where is he taking me? Did I enrage him further? I don't care! His actions had hurt me and I was boiling with anger too!

He brought me to a run-down building guarded by bouncers who were standing on either side of two huge metallic double doors. Women in metallic lingerie and men in metallic boxers stood in the line. Everyone bowed their heads seeing Ares. The door opened and red lights blinded my sight. I furrowed my eyes closed and blindly followed Ares inside.

Inside was...... luxurious and erotic. It seemed like a sex dungeon. People were having sex on every possible surface. Their facial expressions, pleasant moans, skin slapping, clinging of chains, and nudity were the visuals and sounds. Huge chandeliers lined the ceilings, posh red couches filled the space, and there were only red lights. My skin tingled from different sensations and emotions. My sight was stuck on the naked woman who was getting fucked by three men, one was fucking her mouth, another was her core, and the last one was her asshole. She looked too satisfied, euphoric, and fucked.

Ares took me upstairs into a room. It had a poster bed, a red couch, and different sex toys. Is this a BDSM club? Ares circled me, eyes boring on me. He stopped behind me. I held my breath when I felt his hands on my waist. He was hugging me from behind. I closed my eyes. Becky's confession, emotions of betrayal, heartbreak, and anger pulsated in my blood. I felt coldness on my collarbone. I looked down, the tip of Ares's favourite dagger was resting on my skin. My breath quickened.

His breath fanned my earlobe before he bit on it, hard, "This is not a joke, Callista. You could have died, tonight." I nodded, he was right. He bit my neck next making me arch. Ares pressed the dagger on my throat, "Don't move. I won't hesitate to hurt you." My heart stopped and then raced wildly. Why did the thought turn me on? I put my hands on his hips, and let out a moan, "You do hurt me, Ares. When Becky told me you fucked her, do you know how I felt?"