Ares’ POV

“Fuck!” I thundered as I kicked the door open and stormed out.

She fucking stole the necklace? What the hell was she going to do with it? How dare she steal from me? What the actual fuck in hell was she thinking?

Questions after questions reeled in as I descended the flight of stairs, taking two steps at once.

Damn it! Rage seared through me.

To think I trusted her.

Throwing my door open I covered two grounds and paced in my room. My fingers came up and ran through my hair in frustration as I growled, “fuck!”

I was seeing literal red. The next thing I knew,...