Page 67 of Villains Are Made


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I lean forward and kiss her lips, noticing that she doesn’t kiss me back. She’s stunned, which I guess can be expected since she wasn’t in on my plan of trying to get her knocked up so my family will consider her off limits to murder. Having a child with Daphne is the only way to bind this family back together. It is also the only way to truly make her mine. She may have been Apollo’s wife, but she is now the mother of my child.Mychild. Not Apollo’s.

But we never used protection once. She had to know we were taking a chance. I already knew she wasn’t on birth control because I had her doctor records sent to me the minute we arrived at Olympus, and I began to put this plan in motion.

She shakes her head from side to side slowly. “No. I can’t be pregnant.”

I hold up the test. “It says different.” I give her a smile. “Which is great news. You’re going to be an amazing mother and—”

“It’s impossible.”

“I know this is shocking, but it’s fantastic news.”

Her eyes narrow. “You can’t have children, Apollo.”

“What?” I take a step back from her so I can get a clearer view of her entire body. “What are you talking about?”

“You can’t have children.” Her voice raises. “There’s no way that I can be pregnant. We went to doctors. We saw the best specialists. They couldn’t have all been wrong. And you aren’t standing here claiming it’s a miracle so…” Her eyes widen as she puts her shaky hand to her mouth. “Youcan’t have children. But… Oh my god.Apollocan’t have children…”

I’m seeing spots as the air is sucked out of the room. Her realization is punching what little air I have left to breathe out of me. I just fucked up. Ireallyfucked up.

“Ares?” Her question—my name—comes out hoarse, almost inaudible.

My mind spins as I try to come up with a solution to the impending chaos. Do I deny? Do I say that I had doctors fix my infertility? Do I try to convince the woman standing before me she’s got it all wrong?

“Oh my god. You aren’t Apollo. You’re Ares.” Her eyes haven’t blinked once.

I can’t look her in the eyes. I can’t tell this woman something she already knows.

As if a lightning bolt had struck a damn, destroying it to pieces, the wave of anger flows over as she charges me, punching my chest with both her fists. “Where is my husband? Where isApollo?”

I take hold of her wrists and answer, “Dead. He was the one who died in the accident. Not me.”

But she already knows this. She knew it the minute I handed her the pregnancy test. I know this now. I should have read it in her face, but I didn’t. Maybe I could have rebounded quicker. Maybe I could have figured out a way out of this and kept the lie going. Maybe—

Snatching her wrists away from me, she storms to the other side of the room, spinning on her heels to face me as fire burns in her eyes. “Why would you pretend to be yourdeadbrother? Why would you want to be Apollo?”

“You know why,” I say calmly, wishing I had a way to defuse the bomb going off inside of her.

“No, I—” she freezes. “So you wouldn’t have to go to jail?”

I simply stare at her, letting her put all the pieces of the story together herself.

“You were just going to step into his life and be him. Remain married tome.” Her breath hitches as it’s clear the memories of everything that has happened since the accident flood in. She flinches with each memory. She inhales and exhales with shaky breath. Her eyes dart side to side. Her hands clench at her sides, and then land on her stomach. “You had sex with me. You made me think you were him!”

“I did.” I will not deny anything anymore. Nothing but honesty from this point on.

“And you aren’t apologizing?” Her voice raises another octave. “You don’t even seem like you are sorry.”

“I won’t apologize. I made a decision and stand by it.”

“To sleep with your brother’s wife? I didn’t agree to have sex withyou! I thought you were my husband.”

I nod, taking in her words and hating the pain and betrayal she must be feeling. “You have every right to be angry.”

“And you aren’t even going to apologize for that?”

I remain silent.

“Does everyone know but me?” she asks. “Am I the only fool in this fucked up and twisted Godwin game?”

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