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Jealousy is the main one.
Does he go to a place that’s centered around sex every night?
God, I really am an idiot! Did I believe I had a chance with a man like that?
"Um... I think he's right, Madison. I better go home." I could stop there, but I can’t help myself and I do the stupidest thing in the world, adding: "I want to get to sleep early because Otis said that as soon as he gets to Germany, he will call me."
Ares' posture changes. "Afraid to face the real world, little girl?" he asks, walking in front of me, and at the same time, I notice that Madison and Cici disappear inside the house.
"Are you kidding me? A few minutes ago you wanted to take me home."
"I changed my mind. Maybe you need a reality check."
"What will I find there?"
He gives me a smile that doesn't show the slightest bit of humor, almost cruel, and I know he's not going to take me to SIN to educate me but rather to shock me.
"Why tell you when I can show you?"
I don't know what I expected. The press created a fuss around SIN, but the truth is that, inside, at least in the lounge we are in, it is very reminiscent of a nightclub that Debra took me to once, in Paris.
The decor is all in black, with some purple details, and I can't express how much I love it. Purple is my favorite color.
You don't need to be an expert to realize that the place is made for the very rich, a tiny part of society.
Where we are, there's a small dance floor, and just now Madison told me that she’s performed at SIN before.That is how she met her husband, Zeus.
Two waitresses come to serve us drinks, but despite being scantily clad, there’s nothing explicit.
Ares told me he would come to work, but he hasn’t left his brothers' side for a second.
"Let's dance!" Madison calls.
Cici grumbles, "Ah, that's so unfair. One of you was born for this, and the other is considered the world’s greatest ballet dancer."
"Don't be silly," Zeus's wife says, pulling us both onto the dance floor.
The lounge is quite big, but it's just us here.
I enjoy the music, getting totally engrossed in the beat, and I forget about the rest of my problems, as always happens when I immerse myself in my art. I let the rhythm control my body, enveloping me, but at a certain moment, when I open my eyes, Ares is focused on me. He doesn't even hide it. While his brothers are talking, he turns his body towards me.
Like our first meeting, I can't see his face, but even so, a shiver of excitement runs through me. The problem is that I don't know how to get the attention of a man like him, and after about five minutes, I excuse myself and go to the bathroom to splash some water on my face.
I know I need to go down some steps because Madison kind of explained where the bathroom was, but when I test the door I thought it would be, instead of the toilet, I find a room with dark walls. In the background, there is glass, like those in interrogation rooms.
When I take a few steps inside, I open my mouth, completely shocked. On the other side of the glass is a couple. Both are naked, the woman lying on a high bed and the man massaging her body with oil.
I should go back, but I'm fascinated by the look of pleasure on her face, so I move closer to the glass, planting my palms on it, because I don't trust the strength of my legs.
Suddenly I realize that if they turn, they'll catch me in the act of watching them.
I take a few steps back, but my escape is cut short when I crash into a hard body behind me.
I know it's him without needing to turn around, and I almost die when his hands come to my waist and he whispers in my ear, "They can't see you, naughty girl."
Ares
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