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Luna

I felt helpless. Completely hopeless when I found Mia on top on Chase. As much as I wanted to get that image out of my mind, I couldn't. I wanted to believe it was true, Mia had been corrupted by Chase, but it didn't set well with me. It was impossible to believe it.

For crying out loud, she begged me to get her out of this mess, away from Chase just a few days ago and now she pretended nothing had ever happened.

Something goddamn fishy was going on.....

"Hey." A deep, throaty voice scared the heck out of me, and I almost knocked myself over the my damn bicycle.

"I wonder what a girl like you have business wandering around in the dark."

"Who the hell...?" I turned to find a man walking toward me. "Why don't you mind your own damn business?"

The guy took a few more strides and stepped into the overhead spotlight I had attempted to avoid. My eyes nearly bulged from my head. His gorgeous figure came into my view.

It was none other than Ares Torrance.

He looked drop dead gorgeous. It hurt my heart a little at his oozing sexiness. His amazon green eyes gleamed under the bright overhead spotlight. It entrapped me in his allure.

His luscious brown hair slicked back and almost damp— as if he had just taken a shower. Unconsciously, I sniffed the air around him and tasted his expensive body shower.

I had to be strong enough to hold my group around him or else he'll gave me on my knees once again.

His beautiful sculpted lips curved into a smile. It held unsung promises and dared me to speak up. His demeanour was intimidating, but I refused to be swallowed down.

"Are you just going to stand and stare at me all night?" He bit his lower lip that made me speechless. Damn! That was hot, I thought. "Don't get me wrong, I'm flattered, but you look like a deer caught in the headlights."

Still speechless, I swallowed the lump forming in my mouth. "Ares- you-you, what are you doing here?"

"I should be the one to ask you. You been standing in front of my estate for a decade. I need to get my car in...."

His house? I avert my eyes to see the view of an estate so beautiful. It took my breath away. How did I not notice it before?

"You should've honked."

"I did you were in your own pretty world." Starting at my feet, he did a slow, incredibly rude, yet seductive sweep over my body. When he was done, our gazes met. "Not a good dresser, but it can improve."

Huh?

Even if he read the confused look on my face, he decided to ignore it. "I love girls who have dressing sense and from the times I've met you.... you come as a poor dresser, but you're incredibly pretty and can do wonders with your mouth."

He stepped closer to me and held my chin between his thumb and for forefinger, then continued,"The immense pleasure you've bought me...... " He slowly circled around my lips with his thumb. "And all the things I'll make you do for me.... just gets me hard."

My mouth hung open. I couldn't believe the nerve of this guy...yet my skin was beginning to tingle. Almost getting lost in his touch, I quickly took a step back when I felt his breath on my lips.

"I should go." I fumbled with my bicycle and I was stopped from pedalling away.

"What's the hurry?" His voice came out slurry, deep, he was drunk. "Come with me." He deepened on the word 'come' adding the double meaning to it.

For some inexplicable reason, I knew in the pit of my stomach, that I wanted to come with him. My body and his should never touch, not even once. It freaked me out that he will overpower my thoughts if I let him.

"If I slip my fingers down your arousal, I'm going to find it dripping wet. For me." God! He has to stop doing it. He makes me feel the things I have never felt.

"Don't flatter yourself. I'll only ever be wet for my vib. That's even bigger than you."

He seemed to like that answer. His eyes crinkled, and he returned his gaze to me. "You think?" I nodded. I felt a swoosh of electricity when his gaze locked on mine.

The force of his magnetic field was too strong. I was stuck in it's loop. He was unrelenting.

He chuckled, showing that boyish grin that I've been deprived of since the day I met him. "You," he pointed a finger at me. "You- I can't put a finger on it. There's just something different about you."

"Your eyes..... I just want to drown in them." A sudden shift in the atmosphere altered me on the dangerous brink our conversation is been heading onto.

He stared deeply into my eyes and I averted them. A blush appeared on my cheek when he brought his face closer, wanting look in my eyes. "What color is that?"

"Cerulean."

"I've never seen anyone with that color."

"It's rare."

"Just like the person who possess it." It made me blush again.

When my gaze met his, I could see the deceiving, cunning glint in his amazon eyes that shone brightly. He didn't even bother to hide it.

"Get down." He ordered me to get off my bicycle. He shook the body to make me lose my balance.

"Alright, alright." Once I was off, he nicely pushed my bike to the thickets covering it completely.

"Get in the car." He pulled me by my hand, urging me get in the passenger seat.

"Wait... where are you taking me?" He pointed towards his gigantic house. "I'll come on one condition."

"And what that might be?"

"I get to drive." He laughed as if I was joking. When I stood firm, looking at him funny, his expression changed.

"What? No way."

"C'mon, it's not a very long drive," I tried to reason. He shook his head.

"People just don't drive my car." He took a step closer to me; our bodies were practically touching. "You would have to earn the privilege."

"If that's it, I'm going to take off...." I sidestepped around the tree of a man and exited. He followed right behind me. When I abruptly stopped, realizing Ares stood directly in front of me.

His hands caught me, fingers pressing into my hips to stop me from falling forward."Woo... what makes you so mad?"

Anger consumed and I pushed his hard as a brick chest to get away from him. He didn't even move an inch. "Get out of my way."

"You sure got a temper there."

"Ares," I warned him. I was mad beyond reason.

"Luna," he mocked me. "The day you earn the privilege of driving my car, I'll even let you ride me while you drive."

"What's the matter with you?" Pushed him away with all my strength, but it only made him grip my hips tight. "You cannot just talk to me that way," I yelled. "Like I'm your fucking slut. You have no right to touch me and say those things to me. Do you understand me?" I was out of breath. His facial expression remained neutral and he leaned in closer, smelling my neck.

"Ares," I whispered his name in agitation. I was sick and tired of his playboy ways. At this point, I just wanted to be far away from him.

He lingered over my neck, smelling it pressing soft kiss and I just wanted to give in the overwhelming desire building up. "What perfume is this?" I felt so disoriented in that moment that wasn't able to answer his question.

"Huh?" A moan escaped me when he licked my neck and his grip on my hips grew...and it felt really good.

Those fingers squeezed a little harder, and his head dipped to whisper next to my ear. "You smell incredible."

"Thank you, it's Gucci Bloom," I answered, not knowing what to say.

"Bloom." He repeated. A fire burned under his touch. I shut my eyes. When I felt his breath on my lips, just lingering there. I was waiting for him to kiss me when he unexpectedly backed away.

I opened my eyes, my lips a little puckered up, looking at him, secretly asking him why'd you stop?

He gave me his side-goofy grin that made his look not only boyish, but like a guy I can get along with. His right cheek showed an amazing dimple and almost felt the urge to touch it.

"Next time YOU'LL be the one to make the move not me. If you want some of dis," he pointed his body, "then just ask for it, baby. I'll happily accommodate."

Just to rub it in my face, he rubbed his lips eroticly, giving it a little bite. What a turn of events.