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Chapter 68 - Race With The Devil

It seemed as if my panties were gonna melt off because of Ares' ardent gaze.

"G-Going somewhere?" I asked, snapping him out of it.

It took a moment before his eyes slowly moved to mine. We stayed like that for what seemed like a minute, just drowning in each other's stares as if we could speak through them.

"For a run," he replied, zipping up his track jacket.

"Can I join you? Thinking of burning a little fat from this ass."

"Your ass is perfect."

I sank my teeth into my bottom lip as I whispered. "You think so?"

He came towards me in a heartbeat and palmed the left side of my cheek. I groaned as sweet pain shot through me like lightning. I peered at him through my lashes, urging him for something I can't explain.

Ares pushed his palm more, and I gasped loudly, his nails digging into the soft flesh, amplifying the ache.

"Go get dressed. I'll wait." He freed me.

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