By the time Ares went home, Rose was completely knocked off in a sweet sleep. When the innocent girl was laid down on the cottony bed Ares took the dirty blue shirt off her soft body observing her in the dimmed lights of the lamp.

Her lips were swollen with red marks littering her pale skin, she looked completely exhausted yet a calm serenity made her face appear as if in peace and happiness. Ares watched her for a few moments, his fingers tracing her marks before he went inside the washroom to retrieve a wet towel dipped in mild warm water.

The cloth wiped her pussy making Rose whimper...