Code name: Athena [18+]

Code name: Athena

•Arabella DiStefano•
•2 months later•
[You will find a picture of Artemis at the end of the chapter]

"Remind me again: Why are we having a Christmas ball if we hate social interaction?" Apollo asked filling his flute with champagne.

I looked at the people decorating the round tables in the ballroom of the palazzo "Because I bought a gown and want to wear it, that's why," my eyes fell to the sleeping baby in the black and white stroller.

"How bratty of you," the man chugged down the alcohol. "Spending my billions on a party."

"Our billions," my head turned to meet his eyes.

A smirk curved his lips "Little brat."

"That's how it works, daddy; I ride your cock, you keep paying my credit card."

Apollo wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer "You have to ride my cock if you want me to attend this party, baby girl," he whispered, pecking the skin behind my ear.

"You fucked me behind the bar, five minutes ago," I looked up to meet his eyes.

"Yes, I already gave you a little break," his hand moved to my ass which he tightly gripped. "Come on," the man growled.

"No, baby," I pushed him away giggling and took a step forward, bumping into a hard surface; I turned around to find Ilya with his right eyebrow arched. "Hi, Ily," my lips met his' in a quick peck.

"I can't get used to you doing that," Ilya slipped his hands in the pockets of his pants as his cheeks turned slightly red.

"It's just a friendly kiss," Apollo said wrapping his arms around my waist from behind.

"A friendly kiss I can give your beloved when you finally tell me her fucking name, you little bitch," a grin played on my lips. "What's your opinion on foursomes?"

"Arabella, you can't fuck the woman I'm in love with," he told picking up Napoleon who was tugging on Ilya's pants.

"Ugh, boring prude," I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not a prude but if I ever have her, you can't fuck her because then she'll fall in love with you," the man said with an award-winning smile.

"Nice save, cowboy," I poked his chest.

"I've learned a trick or two from observing your husband," the man walked away, cooing something to my son which made him laugh.

"We have to find out who she is," I said placing my hands on top of Apollo's.

"Absolutely. Did you check the tracker we put in his suitcase?"

"He must have a deactivation device or he found it before leaving the country. It went dark at the airport," I gazed at him over my shoulder.

"Fucking damnit."

"I can't believe we are going so far to find out who this woman is," my fingers tickled his hands which were resting on my stomach.

Apollo pecked the back of my ear "Things must be really impossible if he's keeping her hidden."

I cleared my throat "Speaking of hidden, do you know where Mariano is?"

"He said something about taking the girls out for a stroll," he snuggled his head in the crook of my neck. "You smell so good," his erection was poking my lower back.

"Apollo, the twins have been with your sisters since last night," I immediately turned around to look at him.

•Mariano Salvatore•