ALL GLOVES OFF

Angel stood speechless, her rapid breaths coming out harsh, and uneven.

She didn't know what it was about Ares that had her feeling liquid on the inside.

No man had ever affected her the way he did. And as much as it pained her to admit, even David had never made her this confused.

"We caught Eric," Ares heard in his ears.

"Excellent," he replied.

Confused, her face contorted, as she watched him speak.

Ares' eyes returned to her lips. She bit it out of reflex, and it drove him crazy.

He was going to indulge, when the sound of arriving footsteps stopped him.

"Saved," he chuckled, and stepped back.

He turned to see Ivar behind him. "What is it?" He asked.

"It's the Don. He wants to speak with you," Ivar replied.

"In person?" He lifted a fine brow.

"Nope. On the phone."

"Alright. Take the girl back to her room. It's been a pretty eventful night," he smirked.