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Madison

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

We're still somewhat angry with each other, and the silence, which I hate so much, has stretched throughout the entire drive to my house. The twins haven't woken up, so I'm sitting in the front seat.

I think the excitement of meeting a new person, combined with an unfamiliar environment, made them very agitated, and they eventually fell asleep from exhaustion.

Shortly after our argument, Eleanor called, letting me know she was on her way back home. Unfortunately, I had already informed Ares that I couldn't work, which means I'll lose a day's pay.

"You don't need to come up," I say when he parks in front of our building. "Just have one of the guys help me."

He ignores me and goes around to open my door.

How is it possible that I want to hit him and jump into his arms at the same time? Even though he's mad at me, Zeus is a gentleman.

Your gentleman, if you want to take this madness further, a voice in my head whispers.

The issue isn't wanting him. I'd have to be incredibly stupid not to desire someone like him as a boyfriend. It's the differences between us that are the problem.

I feel bad about the contract, but I can't trust him that much. I'm acting logically, trying to protect myself...so why do I feel like a gold-digger?

"I'll go up with you," he says after helping me out. He opens the back door and takes out the twins. To my surprise, he holds one in each arm, still asleep.

Seeing my niece and nephew with their heads resting on the shoulders of that powerful man completely erases any desire to fight.

"The babies are heavy," I say, walking ahead of him.

"I'm a big guy. I can handle them."

We have to climb two flights of stairs, but he seems fine, not even breathing harder.

The bodyguards are trailing behind with the strollers.

When I reach the floor of our apartment, Eleanor is waiting for us with the door open. Her face is stern, but it immediately softens when she sees Zeus carrying the children.

And here we go again. Another warrior down.

Me, Soraya, and now my stepmother, all falling under the Greek's spell.

"Mom, this is Zeus Kostanidis, but I think before introducing you properly, it's better to let him put the twins in their cribs."

Half an hour later, they're already chatting comfortably, and I'm amazed at how Zeus genuinely pays attention to everything Eleanor says. My stepmother is a straightforward woman and doesn't mince her words, so, to my embarrassment, she got straight to the point and told him that even though I was working at an exotic dance club, I was still a girl from a respectable family.

I wanted the ground to swallow me up, but when I looked at the man who now calls himself my boyfriend, he responded, unfazed, "I'm sure of that, ma'am."

He stands up, and I do too, ready to lead him to the door. But after excusing himself to my stepmother, he says he needs to talk to me privately.

We're in the hallway, and I feel awkward because of how Eleanor bombarded him with questions.

"I'm sorry for the ambush in there. She's worried because of who you are."

"I don't mind."

"What shakes you, Kostanidis? You seem indestructible."

He presses me against the wall. "At the moment? You." He grazes his mouth against my ear, and I shiver all over. "Come sleep with me, Madison."

"Oh my god, it should be illegal for you to whisper things like that. I almost forgot we're fighting."

"We're always fighting or about to. Let me make it up to you by eating your pussy."

I pull him toward me and kiss him. I can't put into words what he makes me feel, but I can show him.

It's not a romantic kiss; it's wild and hungry.

"If I go with you, we won't be sleeping."

He tightens his grip on my hair and bites my lower lip. "That's the idea."

During the drive, even though he's driving, we can't keep our hands off each other. I want him almost to the point of pain, and as soon as the car stops, I unbuckle my seatbelt and jump onto his lap.

"Madison, I'm hanging on by a thread."

"I can't wait. I'm burning for you."

"The bodyguards . . .”

I grab my phone from the console and hand it to him. "Dismiss them. The windows are tinted; no one will see."

While he does what I asked, I open his shirt, kissing his chest and neck. I don't even notice when he ends the call, only realizing when his fingers touch me between my thighs, stealing my attention.

"Damn, you're soaked."

With one hand, he pushes my panties to the side and fondles me. With the other, he lowers the zipper of his pants. "Sit on me, hard. You teased me; now I want that tight pussy of yours to swallow my cock."

I do my best, but our fit is challenging. He's large and as hard as steel. I try to take him in gradually, but when I feel his flesh stretching me open, I lose control of my body and impale myself in one go.

I'm short of breath, dizzy, my whole body tingling.

"Fuck!" he groans. His forearms lift me by my thighs, making me rise and fall on his thick length. "Unbutton your dress. I want to suck those beautiful tits."

I try to do as he asks but fumble because the feel of his cock stretching my sex makes me drunk with desire.

He undoes the last few buttons with his teeth and grabs my nipple as soon as it's exposed.

“I'm going to come, Zeus."

"Your pussy is throbbing around me, love."

“You are perfect inside me. Only you. I never..."

He stops. "You never what?"

"Nothing. Keep going. I want you so much . . .”

He lets go of my legs so I can use them for support.

I ride him very quickly, desperate to reach my pleasure, but he makes me take him fully all over again so that I’m sitting on his lap, not allowing me to get up.

"Bounce on my dick."

I do as I’m told, desperate, surrendering to him, and when I finally come, it's so intense my head falls back.

He holds me until I can come back to Earth, and when I face him again, he puts me back on the seat and grabs a handful of my hair.

“Finish what you started. I'm going to come in your mouth."

I'll never admit it, but his assumption that I'm going to let him feed me his seed kills me with desire.

I lean down and place it between my lips, determined to freak him out.

Zeus guides me at the speed he wants, and after a few minutes he says, "Drink it."

His free hand comes to my clit, touching me as if he knows my body better than I do myself. In seconds, I'm melting again, and when he realizes it, he comes in me, filling me up.

I never thought I'd do something like this to a man, but as I drink him, it doesn't seem enough, and I only stop when he lifts me up and pulls me onto his lap again.

He kisses and bites my mouth. I'm out of breath, totally out of orbit. I lean back on his shoulder, exhausted.

“I'm crazy about you, Madison. It doesn't matter what brought us here. You are mine."