All up to Her

NERO’S POV

Athena was still fighting for her life and it was safe to say that I was an asshole. I was still seated on the floor, waiting, hoping and praying to the moon goddess – an act I hadn’t done in a long time – that Athena would make it.

She has to make it.

Silver was no joke, and if I hadn’t made it get into her system on the day of her whipping then this would have been a much easier healing for her. But now that the doors were shut, there was no way to tell if the doctor has found a way to stop the bleeding.

Tears continued to flow from my eyes, each bead holding the regret that I now carried. I should have known that my want for her was much deeper than having my face buried deep between her legs.

And she tasted so fucking good I want that for the rest of my life.

I heard footsteps, urgent and angry ones make their way to where I was seated.

“Get up!” my mother snapped, pulling my arm. “You don’t get to be here, you do not have the right to, especially not when you have made