* FLASHBACK*

Ares completely turned deaf ears to her squeezed words and continued playing his game enthusiastically. Inhaling a deep breath,her own unique fragrance dived into his lungs,circulating butterflies on his stomach as if she was a special kind of drug to him.

On the contrary, Isabel couldn't continue her chatter anymore as his deep intoxicating breathing was falling upon her flushed skin gradually. Under his sensual torture, she had turned into a statue who had no abilities to move or protest. Breathing rapidly, she tried to stumble upon the perpetual state of her mind that was burning in an unknown sensation.

Squeezing the corner of the page tightly,she grumbled...