Mariana Adams' Point of ViewWhen I opened my eyes, he was there next to me. I am so close to wrapping my arms around him despite the fact that I believe things from our shared history indicate that we are not on good terms. When I came to, my head was in a lot of pain. Despite this, I was still able to stand up straight and proceeded directly to the location of the restroom, where I changed out of my clothes. When I stopped and glanced at Ares' enormous frame, he was not wearing any clothing and was still soundly sleeping on our bed. There is something that I have that was nagging at me to go and wake him up, but I didn't move at all. Instead, I ventured out into the world all by myself and witnessed the dawn of a new day. My flawless skin was in contact with the heated air. It sent shivers down my spine while simultaneously putting a smile on my face. The personnel at the hotel greeted the woman with "Good morning, ma'am." I responded with a greeting and a smile. Even though I'
Mariana Adams' Point of ViewThe question then is, "So what's the plan?" One of their other buddies, Gerald, inquired. I've been in their company for what feels like hours at this point. I have to admit that being around any of them is in some way enjoyable, and I don't feel bad about the fact that I spent the rest of the day with them. It appeared as though Gerald was trying to communicate something to me by focusing his eyes on mine. When I looked into their eyes, I had the distinct impression that something was amiss. The moment Gerald's foot started moving toward where I was, he started talking. He asked me with a teasing grin on his lips, "Have you ever been on a jetski before?" I nodded. I gave a synchronized shake of the head. "I haven't. Have you?" He produced a silly expression and bobbed his head in response. Gerald was not wearing a shirt. Although his muscles are impressive, his body constructed was not even close to being able to compete with Ares' physiques. The out
Mariana Adams’ Point of View My grandmother does not approve of me since due to my pride, which is one of my characteristics. She claimed that the stakes were too high and that she would not be able to forgive me anytime there was a casualty between us. She has always been the one who comes up to me and apologizes, and I have always been the granddaughter who can't get her pride to swallow her apologies. I am aware that it is incorrect and that I ought to correct it; yet, I believe that if I did so, I would put myself in such a humiliating situation. At this very moment, I was inside our suite getting ready to head over to our department. Following a few days spent in Monaco, Ares's itinerary calls for us to depart the principality and make our way back to the United Kingdom. Everything that I own is currently packed away in my suitcase. It has come to my attention that Ares' affairs have been resolved, despite the fact that he cannot be located anywhere. As soon as I finished up
Mariana Adams’ Point of View "Are you hungry?" The question was posed by Lorenzo now that we are in the airport. As a response, I let out a long, heavy sigh and shook my head. We were surrounded by a large number of people, all of whom were our security personnel. Instead of wearing the signature clothes that they have, everyone of them is dressed in the neutral casual attire. They are not wearing the same clothes that they have. Ares was standing right behind me. As soon as we were seated in the area of business class that we had requested, I gathered all of his belongings under my gaze and looked around the cabin. When one of them noticed that Ares was already seated next to me, they asked me, "What's wrong?" I looked across at Ares with a raised eyebrow and a quick gaze. We are currently looking at each other, and you should be aware that he is currently engaged in reading a book. "Are we going to sit here with each other for the next five hours?" I mumbled something under m
Mariana Adams' Point of ViewThankfully, our flight was smooth. I was able to have a good sleep even though Ares stayed at my side from the moment I closed my eyes and I was drawn to oblivion. Up until we reached the mansion, none was talking no one was courageous enough to break the silence between us. Frida and Beth are outside, smiling widely while Emman was standing beside them. They have a huge grins in their faces while Ares remained stiff as he goes further inside and leaving all our luggages outside with them. "Should I prepare for your food, sir?" Frida asked now that she followed him inside. Up until here, I could still hear their conversation. Emman, on the other hand, he got the other luggages that is with us and then went inside. Some of the maids were the one who took it while Beth was assisting me coming inwards. "How's Monaco?" Beth inquired now that I sighed heavily. Both of us went inside the kitchen. I felt a little hungry and wanted to grab something to eat t
Mariana Adams' Point of View"Don't leave," Ares said in a hoarse voice. He seemed tired whilst the tone of his voice was weary as if he was possessed by a fever. I pouted my lips and didn't take his hands off me. Instead, Ares pulled my hands and placed me above his lap, hugging me tight while his eyes began to become watery. "Baby," he muttered in such a soft, yet baritone voice. "Did you eat already? Why are you here?" I bit my lower lip as I sat down on his lap sturdily. "Why? Don't you like it now that I'm here?" I whispered with a worry in my voice. He groaned a little as Ares wrapped his hands around my waist. "Of course not… I was just wondering and I've been waiting for you to talk to me." I held his hand and fixed the way I sat above. "I'm n-not mad!" I spit out. "I w-was just waiting for you also!" Ares sneered. He was resting his back on the chair as of the moment and then pursued his lower lip. "I don't think so. You're avoiding me for days now and yet you're trying
Mariana Adams' Point of ViewIt might be funny for people around me but they shouldn't laugh at what I am going to do. I am now wrapping my arms around his neck whilst my legs are straddling around his waist like a baby. People might treat me as a laughingstock but who the hell cares? I missed him so much that I wouldn't dare to take my hands off him even though he's working. "What's that?" I inquired now that my eyes saw a blueprint on his screen. Ares placed his chin above my shoulder and spoke. "I have something to tell you," he said as if he's a little excited. "It's a blueprint of a new building my company will build in LA. That's why we're going there soon. Maybe in three days or a week," he said which made my eyebrows arched. My small round eyes widened as my stares went to him and then forced back to his current location. "R-Really? Does that mean we're going back to LA?" Slowly, he bobbed his head and bit his lower lip before sighing heavily. "Yes. But that doesn't mean
Mariana Adams’ Point of View There is no doubt that men in black kept on appearing at the whole mansion again. I knew that Ares’ men came here and there are a total of almost forty people who came here. When I passed by one person earlier, he had no gun with him and when ai peered outside where they are currently having a meeting, almost all of them have nothing in their waist. Right now, I am in the kitchen cooking. Ares asked me to make him a delicious food which is the reason why I started moving right now as the dish I’m going to prepare is not the usual meal. Whilst I was inside the kitchen alone, the sliding door that was beside me opened and it was Emman, our gardener who turns one to be my friend, comes in. He was wearing a white sando as sweat fell off his face to his chest. “Morning,” I greeted him with a huge grin. He hoisted his gazes and then spoke. “You’re here,” he enunciated. “I didn’t saw you for the past few days. Where were you?” he inquired with a worried