Daphne's POV

The warm rays of the morning sun filtered through the curtains and painted golden stripes on my face. Reluctantly, I blinked my eyes open and yawned with my mouth wide open. I tried to adjust my position but I felt a pair of strong hands holding me in place. I turned around and I was greeted with the sight of Ares sleeping face.

“He looks so.. beautiful.” I muttered under my breath as I admired his chiseled face. My eyes roamed all over his face before dropping down, taking in the sigh of his bare, broad chest and his arms wrapped protectively around my waste. He was just…..so...