45

Rosella

After the sudden encounter with Zeus, he had practically yanked me from the pool and had dragged me towards his office with a deep scoff resting on his face.

Zeus stood infront of me with his hands wrapped around his bulky chest as he took deep breaths through his mouth. His steels darkly roamed over my body that was covered in a thin piece of towel.

“Care to explain me why were you being so clingy with that kid?” He growled out the words, harshly.

Quirking my eyebrow, I rolled my eyes. “What has got you so hyped up?”

“Cazzo, so desperate.” (Fuck)

“Excuse you mister, it’s clearly the opposite. You’re throwing a tantrum, not me.” I stated with a huff while my orbs intook his disheveled figure.

His hair was even more messier than before as if he had just woken up from an unpeaceful slumber. His reading glasses were taken off but his clothes were the same as before. Suddenly a thought passed my head as I carefully read his irritated expression.

“Don’t tell me you are jealous?” I