Chapter 43

Ares' pov

I rolled the fork around my fingers as I stared into space.

My food had been served more than twenty minutes ago but she was no where in sight.

It was official even though I hated to admit it.

I couldn't eat without her here.

Something I had meant to be a punishment for her now turned around to be an addiction for me.

Believe me, I tried but the food only tasted like chaff in my mouth.

Her presence did things to me that I couldn't explain.

I had to stop myself countless times from going upstairs and dragging her down here with me because I didn't want to seem desperate but I was going crazy.

The memory of her full boobs crushing against my chest this morning still felt fresh and vivid in my mind and I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as my pants got tighter.

I was still mad at her for what she did yesterday but I really couldn't hold it against her.

I had provoked her, she was drunk out of her mind, he's very manipulative and I was certain he had gotten into her head.

“That