ARES’ POV

 

 

I gathered the little strength left in me and sprung to my feet. I was thirty and needed to refresh myself.

 

As I staggered through the sitting room to the corner where the water dispenser stood, my mind wandered to Brianna and Marilyn.

 

“What are they both up to?” I muttered, snorting hard. My brows furrowed, and I was curious to know what was going on.

 

I gulped down the entire glass of water in a few seconds and released a loud belge. Worried that Diego and Killian might be upset with me for that, I turned my head towards them.

 

There was nothing to be worried about...