Novel & Cerita Through My Window Ares

NIGHT WAS SLOWLY FADING AWAY. The stars seemed to dim with the break of daylight that was slowly and calmly coming in. I stood gazing out the window in a state of utter apprehension struggling to fathom the very path that had led my life to this bleak dead end. The small wooden brown window with thin glass shatters, the place that had now become a permanent spot for me to sit and ruminate on things; ruminating on my entire existence on this Earth brought me some form of closure and comfort. It eased my internal pain and I felt everything was going to be just okay. The window that had bore witness to my bleak and sad life also bore my happiest moments.

My gaze settled on the window! I dragged the trash bin closer and flipped it. It wobbled under my weight, but I braced myself against the cold wall. The window was narrow and painted shut. I pushed. Nothing. I shoved harder. Creak. The frame popped open just wide enough for me to squeeze through. I dropped onto a bed of gravel and swallowed a scream. Catching my breath, I pushed myself to my feet and limped my way around the property, toward the main road. My phone vibrated with another text.

Derofort⁶ A chilling wind touched the brunette’s skin as her eyes opened. Everything was still blurry until she blinked a couple of times and her hazel eyes widened in shock upon seeing where she was. There she laid on the Carter lake house’s front porch. Her night just became weirder.

I asked him. “For someone who's been through this process before, I’m surprised that you haven’t understood what was happening” Ares answered, speaking in a riddle which only seemed to anger me. I couldn’t help but let out a growl before shifting and jumping out the window of my room. I didn’t care that I broke its glass as I headed out, nor did I care that glass now filled the garden’s ground or my bedroom floor.

I look around the room, trying to find any clue that Ares was in here. I notice that the window is open. A sheet of paper floats through the window and lands on the floor. I hurry to the window and look out. I don’t see him or any indication that he’s around. I secure the window and pick up the paper. The words on the note spark instant anger: -Not yet, but almost, brother. I’ll have her soon. ~Akia~

I sit at the window and stare outside for a long time after that. I watch the backyard. There’s a few housekeepers in the yard cleaning up the party from last night. I did have a good time last night. from my window, I can see the lake where Arienne took me to talk. It’s a beautiful glassy lake, with lots of birds swooping over the surface. The clouds above are gray and I can tell it’s going to rain, so I open the window. This house really is a masterpiece. The windows on either side of the bed are two huge arched shapes full of intricate panes held in place by gold metal trim. There’s a few latches in the centers of the window, and they open on hinges like a set of french doors. I open both

Tears spill from my eyes and fall on the dirty floor while Ida growls sadly. When I open my eyes, I realize I fell asleep on the floor and now it’s really late. The thought of going back to the alpha’s residence leaves a bad taste in my mouth so I decide to stay here a bit longer. “Alexa? Are you here?” Someone whispers. Peeking through the damaged windows, I see Ares peering into the house. “Come in Ares.” I whisper back.

I replied affirmatively, reaching up to grip the corner of the window to support, " Yes..yes.. Ares..I like it..Fuck..when you make me.. forget.. everything.. through your cum.. Please Area..make me cum.." With my words of enthusiasm, Ares flipped me so that I was laying on my back. He gripped my left thigh to wide me apart, my leg resting on the head of the front seat. Then, he penetrated inside me with double force, causing me to arch my back as his penis was hitting my womb. My eyes were shut close, feeling the sweet run of pleasure building under the pit of my stomach.

The large windows look out over the city, rain streaking down the glass. I walk to my desk and rest my fingertips on the surface. The memories here are heavy—meetings, stress, victories, betrayals. But now, standing here, I feel something different. I feel ownership again. Ares stands by the doorway quietly. He doesn’t speak. He just watches me with a soft, unreadable expression. After a few minutes, he walks in. “How do you feel?” he asks. “Better,” I say honestly. “I needed to come back on my own terms.”

He had already blocked me out. I moved out of Ares' lap and sat next to the window. I felt a tear running down my cheek. I felt broken by his words. I know I’m as much his as I am Ares. I stared out of the window, drowning in my own thoughts. I didn’t notice how much time had passed when we arrived at this huge mansion.