Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 310

Chapter 310: Sneaky Ares Chapter 310: Sneaky Ares *************** 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.” Ignoring him, I turned toward my bedroom.

“I’m getting changed.

Try not to do anything reckless while I’m gone.” Ares lifted his hands in mock surrender.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.

Now go, darling.” I didn’t trust him.

But I needed to get out of this towel before I gave him more of a show than I already had.

I walked into my room, leaving the door slightly ajar as I rummaged through my drawers for something comfortable to wear.

My fingers had just curled around a fresh pair of panties when I felt it- A presence.

A heat radiating behind me, the warmth of a body much too close.

Before I could react, strong hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me back against a firm chest.

Ares.

My breath hitched, my body instantly betraying me with the way it reacted to his closeness.

“You know€¦” his voice was low, husky, and dangerously smooth.

“I just can’t keep getting you out of my head, El.” I froze.

My fingers tightened around the fabric in my hands.

His scent enveloped me-earthy, masculine, laced with something darker, more primal.

“This isn’t funny, Ares,” I murmured, but my voice lacked conviction.

“Who said I was joking?” he whispered back, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear.

I shivered.

His fingers traced slow, teasing circles against my waist, his touch featherlight yet possessive.

“You drive me insane, you know that?” “Ares€¦” I tried to step forward, but his hold tightened.

“Shh,” he whispered again, one hand slipping lower, resting just above the curve of my hip.

“Just listen to me.” I swallowed hard.

“I think about you all the damn time,” he continued, his lips grazing my shoulder.

“Even when I tell myself I shouldn’t, even when I know you probably still think of him€¦” I stiffened.

Ares exhaled against my skin.

“But, sweetheart, he’s not here.

I am.” His hand slid up my stomach, his fingertips teasing the edge of my towel, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe.

“Ares, I-” “You feel this, don’t you?” he voiced darkly, lacing his voice with promise.

“This thing between us?

I know you do.” I squeezed my eyes shut, my heart hammering in my chest.

This was dangerous.

But damn it, I did feel it.

And Ares knew it too.

Quickly, I placed my hand over my breast atop my towel.

Perhaps my actions had triggered something, as the next thing I knew, Ares’s hand reached up to cup mine.

“No,” he growled.

His fingers curled around my wrist, pulling my arm away.

“That’s not where I need it,” he groaned, pushing himself flush against me, his hardness pressing against the cleft of my ass.

“Ares, please,” I whispered.

“I know you want me too, Ella,” he moaned, grinding his hips.

“We can’t,” I breathed, my legs threatening to buckle.

“You’re hurting, little angel,” Ares groaned.

“Let me take it away.

Let me help you.” I was weak against him.

My body wanted him.

My wolf wasn’t one to say no to such god-like beings.

She was ready to accept him and my body too, as I felt a certain wetness between my legs Ares sniffed, his nostrils catching wind of my arousal.

I felt him smirked as he leaned forward, his warm breath fanning my ear.

“You’re wet, darling, wet for me.” Before I could speak further, his fingers pulled at my towel, slowly undoing it before letting it go.

“Oh fuck,” Ares groaned as the fabric slid down, leaving me fully bare.