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Chapter 310
~Ella’s POV~
I laughed dryly, wiping away another stray tear. How Ares always knew when I was feeling off, I don’t know. To bad he was still in the watchful zone.
"No. But I will be."
Ares didn’t push, didn’t try to convince me otherwise. "Alright, little angel," he said finally. "Take care of yourself. See you another time."
I nodded, even though he couldn’t see me. "Thanks, Ares."
The call ended, and I tossed my phone onto the bed, exhaling.
I needed a shower.
I peeled off my clothes and stepped under the warm water, letting it soothe my tense muscles. I stayed under longer than usual, hoping to wash away the ache in my chest, but even as the steam clouded around me, the image of that picture stayed imprinted in my mind.
By the time I stepped out, wrapping a towel around me, I felt slightly better—until the doorbell rang.
I froze.
’Who the hell...?’
It rang again, and a sliver of unease crawled up my spine.
It can’t be Ares, right?
He wasn’t the type to show up unannounced. But then again, he had his ways.
The doorbell chimed a third time.
With hesitant steps, I walked toward the door, my damp hair dripping onto my shoulders.
I unlocked it and slowly pulled it open—and there he was.
Ares.
Dressed in a designers black suit, his green eyes scanned me from head to toe before his lips curled into a smirk.
Then he whistled lowly, his wolf growling in approval.
"Damn," he murmured, tilting his head. "If I knew you’d be answering the door like this, I would’ve come sooner."
I tightened my grip on the towel, heat creeping up my neck.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I demanded.
He grinned, completely unbothered. "I figured you’d say no to going out. So I thought I’d bring the fun to you."
I blinked. "You—"
Caleb lifted a bag in his hand. "Dinner. Wine. And good company." His eyes gleamed mischievously. "Unless, of course, you’d rather finish your night wrapped up in self-pity."
I glared at him. "You’re unbelievable."
"And you’re predictable," he shot back smoothly. "So, are you gonna invite me in, or are we doing this in the hallway?"
I stared at him, torn between slamming the door in his face or letting him in.
Maybe a distraction wasn’t the worst idea.
Maybe I didn’t want to be alone after all.
With a sigh, I stepped back. "Fine. But no funny business."
Ares grinned as he walked past me. "No promises, little angel."
I sighed, stepping aside as Ares strolled into my apartment like he owned the place. He placed the bag on the dining table, then turned to face me, his sharp green eyes flickering with amusement.
"Make yourself comfortable, why don’t you?" I muttered, rolling my eyes.
He smirked. "Don’t mind if I do."
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