Bows & Beauty

One could not decipher how I much I wanted her. Her radiant beauty, her blood red lips and her oh too perfect of a body. Everything about her screams want. Not in an envy way.
But in a possessive way
Irene
Daughter of the almighty love goddess, Aphrodite.
Had captured the attention of oneself.
Her mind
Her sight
Her heart
And the throbbing ache between ones thigh.

Reigniting the moment when she first arrived at the camp. Her roommates, generally her half sisters, had beckoned her and another newbie to a simple chat as they form a circle beside their bunk beds.
Rule #1 : Never fall for an Aphrodite's child

Confusement struck on her mind. Of all the unofficial rules she was about to listened to, why would that be a number one priority? Little did she know, she would soon found out why.