#Chapter44
Aphrodite
A beautiful, perfect, magnificent wedding. That’s what Ares put together. He flew me and the wedding party to one of the islands in the bahamas that we Ares claimed and hid from the human world long before the bahamas became a tourist destination.
Now the island is an absolute paradise that he created. And he’s using that paradise for our wedding.
/"In less than 24 hours we’re going to be married,/" I hear Ares call out. I turn to see him walking out of the bathroom in our luxurious hotel room. I fidget with my hands as I sit on the corner of the bed, waiting for his instructions. We got back from the rehearsal dinner less than an hour ago, at which point Ares instructed me to shower and change into a tiny silk robe.