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“Leighton can’t do shit against me, and he fucking knows it. He just needs a reminder. I’ll have to make that known at the gala.”
“Don’t kill anyone.”
“I won’t,” he assures him. “That’s your job.”
I take that moment to walk in place, letting my boot heels feign my approach before I walk into the open space and head for the balcony.
“I’m ready! Sorry for taking so long. My hair wasn’t cooperating!” When I notice the two of them facing each other, Zander holding half a cigarette, they turn to give me their attention.
Ares’ eyes grow wide while Zander gasps.
“Fuck…” Zander curses, as though he’s lost all access to oxygen.
“I know this style may look weird on me…” I slow my pace until I’m two steps away from the duo. “Um… I know these photoshoots are a big deal, and a lot of people are on-site, including paparazzi, so I wanted to make sure I hit the current trends.”
“That’s why you were buying all that fall shit,” Zander whispers while he admires me from head to toe. He whistles and takes a moment to breathe. “I think after the gala, we should say fuck uniforms and dress you up like the stunning perfection you are, Dolcezza.”
His words make me feel hot in the face while I nervously smile.
“I hope it’s to your liking?” I offer to both of them, despite Ares’ silence. “If it’s too risky with the bits of skin showing, I can chan?—”
“No.”
“Fuck no.”
Having them talk at the same time makes me smirk while my eyes dart between them. Specifically looking at Ares in wait for his approval, I decided to elaborate on my attire.
“I figured with this photoshoot wanting to highlight the prestigious aesthetic of royalty and mix it with a bit of spice, this Balmain vintage dress would fit nicely. I know the colors are rare with orange and gold, but I wanted to try to get a similar vibe to Ares’ uniform theme,” I elaborate while I look at the donned piece on my body. “It’s new. Actually, it’s still on pre-campaign, so I figured wearing it, matched with colors that have always complimented Ares’ usual color scheme, would project a nice message with me being your Maiden and all. A sense of claimed ownership.”
I take a step back and do a little twirl to show off the Burberry trench, Gucci boots, and Gucci Swarovski crystal sheer leggings.
“Adding this combination gives a fall aesthetic that fits the theme of the season. Even if they assumed Ares dressed me, it would be a good assumption and open more opportunities for Ares in the fashion model industry,” I summarize and give him a tiny smile. “I hope it’s not too much.”
“Not at all,” he whispers. “Come here.”
I follow his command, standing in front of him as he doesn’t hesitate to hook an arm around my waist, pulling me close. He takes a deep inhale as if he can catch my aroma despite the lingering scent of tobacco.
“Sorry I smell like smoke,” Ares quietly apologizes. “Shoots make me a bit antsy.”
“Nothing to apologize about,” I assure him.
“Sweet Red Canary,” he quietly groans. It makes me shift when he brushes his lips along my exposed neckline. “Red lipstick, hmm?”
“You guys always say red looks nice on me. Figured it was safe.” I don’t know what it is about his closeness that winds me up in so many ways. How my body just grows and tingles, especially when he even slightly touches me. It’s no different from when Zander does it, though, unlike Zander, who doesn’t hesitate to claim what he wants at the moment, Ares is more patient.
Observe and decide whether to execute.
“It’s some new collab between Dior and Christian Louboutin. Kiss proof and all.”
“Hmm, kiss proof?” he wonders more to himself and pulls me against him. “Have they tested that out?”
“I’m not sure.”Why is my heart hammering like a pounding drum?“Could find out?”
“We could,” he admits, his lips barely touching mine.
“Ugh, if you don’t kiss her, Ares, I’m taking her away from—” Zander complains, but he deliberately stops when Ares slams his lips on mine.
There’s always something interesting about kissing these two. The difference and unique qualities such a simple act of affection can deliver. What always runs through my mind is how we still barely know each other.
