BRIANNA'S POV

I chuckled as I laid on my bed, my face to the ceiling. I was pissed, mad, and every word you could think of.

Ares? Did he think he could just order me around or treat me like garbage? What am I, a trash can?

A loud hiss trailed from my lips as I turned towards the other side and was facing the wall.

I exhaled, slowly shutting its eyes.

Suddenly, my phone rang. I was startled a bit. I reached for it but paused abruptly. “That annoying and spoilt brat. What reason does he have to call me?”

“And what if he isn't the one?” A voice...