Playlist - 1950 by King Princess
Luna
At night the house was a bloody havoc. There were more locals roaming around then the actual people who travelled here. And, I did not see a single familiar face, not even Ares or Axel nor any of the girls from school.
It made me think, was I even at the right place? Did everyone just bailed on me and left, but I was sure Ares won't do it- will he?
I wandered around the villa for a while, then decided to ditch the house and head for the lovely beach. Getting down the steps, Ares came in my view.
Shirtless.
My heart dropped dead, and I squeezed my eyes shut before opening them again to watch Ares excuse himself from his group to and make his way over to me. I couldn't help but relish on his barely there attire. He looked magnificent. It was the second time I've seen him shirtless in front of me, and the first time when I saw him shirtless was the time I stumbled in the pool with him.
Gosh. It felt like history now. So much has changed since then, literally, so bloody much.
Transiently, my eyes scanned his well-defined body, segmented with definitions of hard muscle from his shoulders to his hips. A deep V that disappeared below white swimming trunks made my heart rate jump back to life again.
Ares wasn't a hefty muscular guy by any means- he was just lean and had the right proportionate amount of muscles at right place. Him being an athlete definitely boasted his physical appearance and with the mother nature gifted send-me-to-heaven good looks made him a complete catch and unachievable.
I unconsciously licked my lips, watching him make his way over to me with his head down, I'm the one he's walking to- when did my life turned out to become a Taylor Swift song?
Brushing all my thoughts, I just watched his jaw-dropping body. It was then that I noticed he stood a good six inches over my smaller frame. Despite me standing on the steps above the ground, he still towered over me. God- why did he have to be so tall?
I did not notice I was biting my lips so hard, until I tasted blood in my mouth. And he had recently gotten his body inked. A quote written on his ribcage,
the moon shined bright, secrets to spill, I hid her light, afraid she might kill
Okay, that does not makes sense. The only thought running inside my head was: what the hell did that even mean? Did it mean something to him? Personally.
And what further piked my curiosity was another tattoo which was a full moon touching the water, emerging below his trunks. Where did that tattoo begun?
Heat rose to my cheeks as I felt tension in my legs- the coils of lust making themselves acutely present throughout my body. I swallowed nervously, trying to get moisture back into my suddenly dry mouth, and immediately chided myself for having such a strong reaction at all.
He was sexy. Dangerous, fuck me without any mercy sexy. He was gorgeous and…so not mine.
A contagious smile flashed across his face as he offered me his hand, helping me get down the stairs. I couldn't help but match his expression.
“You are missing all the fun. C'mon, I'll introduce you to my friends.”
I nodded enthusiastically, honestly, the only time I'll ever look forward to meet his friends.
“Ares.” A drunk brunette tossed her arms around Ares’s neck and hugged him.
“Penny.” He didn't try to remove her arms from his neck, and that pissed me off.
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Possessive Rich Boys (COMPLETED)
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...
