Sir Ares, Goodnight

She might as well claim so. "Yeah. So what if I like him?"

Jay's indifferent expression shattered instantly into hideous pieces.

"Have I indulged you too much, Rose Loyle? Is that why you've become so unruly?" His hand quickly reached for the back of her head, tugging hard to leave a painful tinge on her scalp.

With Rose forced to tilt her head back, his lips domineeringly attacked forward.

Rose's scalp was numb with pain as tears fell from her eyes.

Cold tears dripped onto the back of his hand like an ice shard into raging flames.

Slowly, Jay let her go. Staring back at the infuriation in her eyes, the raging fire within him quelled as every chunk of ice seemed to rid his heart of its warmth.

"Get out," He turned and rebuked.

Rose fled.

At the shut of the door, worry bled uncontrollably into Jay's violent eyes.

Like a wild beast with its mouth wide open, the night

to swallow everything in its

pedestrian walk was a petite figure. It was aimlessly floating and swaying about as

tall figure followed behind, not

on the same spot even as

the floor-to-ceiling windows, Sean stared with

"Oh, Master Ares. Didn't you know the

Bell." Rose pushed open

Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

to find Rose with reddened eyes."

Rose remained silent.

glanced again at the

"Did you two fight?"

Rose nodded.

Sean asked

he could not help the curiosity that came at the sight of both of them suffering such damage. Angry, Rose glared at

don't look so good, so

she wore in front of Jay." Isn't this how love works? Whoever loves more

same man who had never once lost when it came to

expression as he marveled at