CHAPTER FOURTEEN
ARES’S POV
I glanced at my phone for the millionth time, hoping he’d actually get the guts to call or perhaps text me. Denying that I wanted his little annoying ass all to myself was far beyond me at this point and yet I was not ready to just throw everything in the air like that. I went into my study but could barely get anything done.
“That’s it,” I muttered, picking up my car keys. I was going to see him myself and maybe this time I’d make sure he gets the message clearly. I wanted him and no celebrity under my agency or any man for that matter was going to stop me. I didn’t give a f**k that every part of me knew he would be better off George, because I was going to make him even if its just for a night. I wanted to explore this fire of desire running through me.
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