Athena's POV
The whole ride to the studio was filled with silence. None of us said a word to break the awkwardness between us. When we arrive, Alex steps out of the car, fixing his shirt and his shades—leaving me behind in the car.
Athena's POV''Rome?!'' My eyes widen when he said the destination. Alex furrow his eyebrows but he quickly cover it up with a smirk and end up being a grin. I inhale as much as I can, preventing myself to burst out in anger. Oh wait, should I be angry or should I be happy?
Athena's POV''Welcome to Rome.'' One of the stewardess starts to say once we get down from the private jet. I smile at her and she returns it warmly. Alex has step down from the stairs earlier than me—leaving me behind.
Athena's POV''Athena?'' The same voice that became my drug, my comfort. I can't believe I am meeting him here. Out of many places in the world, I am meeting him here, inRome. Why? Seeing his face just makes me want to shove a knife down his throat and let it cut through.
Athena's POVThe mysterious man put his hand over my mouth, blocking me from screaming as he pulls me to the back, gripping hard onto my stomach. I keep on screaming but he grips harder as I keep on trying. My hands move around—struggling to break free.
Athena's POVPicking up my scarf from my lap, I quickly wrap it around my neck once more—not letting Alex stare any longer. Once I'm done, I look up to find him smirking and shaking his head unknowingly.
Athena's POVOur eyes widen before I try to stand up and hit my head once more. I close my eyes in an instant as I rub at the spot, cursing mentally. Alex's grip on my waist tightens which causes me to open my eyes and look straight into his.
Athena's POVAs soon as Clara walks away, I find myself staring at her son. He is right now sitting on the sofa opposite from me, looking intensely back at me. Moving uncomfortable in my position, I wouldn't dare moving my eyes away from Colton.Hi
Athena's POVI pull the closest thing next to me which I assume is Colton's body as I keep on snuggling closer. My eyebrows furrow in confusion as soon as I feel the figure also pulling me closer and wrapping an arm around my waist—before staying completely still.