The-Wrong-Bride-Ares--Raven’s-story-(Maura,-Catharina)_bibis

Chapter Forty-Four
ARES
I glance down at my phone, ignoring Hannah’s text messages as I walk into my house. Ever since I
asked her to leave, she’s been texting me incessantly, wanting to see me and talk things through. I
suppose she’s finally realized that things truly are over between me and her.
I wonder what she was thinking. Did she truly believe nothing would change between us, even
though I married Raven? I wouldn’t put it past her. She’s always been self-centered, but I just never
realized it before. Or perhaps I did, and I just chose to ignore it.
I pause in the doorway to the living room, my gaze dropping to Raven. She’s sitting on the sofa
with her tablet perched on her knee, drawing something that I’m sure is nothing short of magical.
Fuck. She truly is fucking beautiful, and those nightgowns she loves to wear are pure torture. She’s
wearing a red one tonight, and it contrasts with her skin beautifully.
There was something in her eyes when she told me that she never even stood a chance with me,
something I don’t dare define, yet it set my heart ablaze. I have a feeling my wife knows exactly what
she’s doing to me. This thing between us… it’s always been there.
I walk into the living room, and she looks up, her lips tipping up into a smile. Her gaze roams
over my body leisurely and I bite back a grin. I love how she’s taken to blatantly checking me out.
“You’re home.”
I nod as I sit down next to her, stealing a glance at what she’s drawing. She’s so insanely talented,
and I can’t wait to see what she’ll accomplish.
“How was your day?” I ask, my voice soft. I’ve never had this with Hannah. She and I have never
really sat together, just chatting about our days. I don’t think I’ve ever truly wanted to know what
she’d been up to either — asking had just become a formality. It’s different with Raven. I want to
know what makes her tick, what inspires her. I want to hear about every little thing that made her
smile throughout her day. It’s strange.
“Today’s shoot ran much longer than I expected, so all of my meetings ran late. I’m happy about
the way my new collection is coming together, though. I’m lining up some of my friends to model for
me. The marketing campaign I’ve got in mind is going to be amazing.”
I loosen my tie a little, hoping she’ll lean in and pull it off for me. Her eyes follow my hands, but
she doesn’t move toward me. Raven has been distant with me lately, and I’m surprised by how much I