I don’t think I’ve ever gotten as many missed calls as I've ever had since, well, right now.
The caller? Ares himself.
Thus, my lack of enthusiasm to answer it so instead, I busied myself by taking a long and warm bath that I fully deserved after everything that happened, or in this case, after everything that I saw.
I turned off the water as I slowly stepped into my bathtub that was already filled and grabbed a glass of wine. After a deep breath, I closed my eyes and let myself relax, hoping to forget everything.
Unfortunately for me, my brain did not want me to get that well-deserved relaxation that I’ve been craving for because even with my eyes closed, all I could see were glimpses of that nurse on top of Ares and the sound of her moans in my ear.
I hated it. I hated the whole
