Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales!
This week is a picture prompt. We’re back with the second book of The Gods of DC Series. Athena has quite a bit on her plate at the moment.
*Warning - there are adult situations and language.**
Athena glanced past him out the door of her office. Those under her bustled around completely oblivious of her new visitor. She scowled at him as she willed the door shut with a bang.
“What the hell are you doing?” she demanded.
“Can’t I visit my favorite half-sister?” he countered.
“You haven’t before.” Her eyes raked over his slacks, suit coat and linen shirt with the top two buttons undone. “Thanks for not dressing like a slob like you usually do.”
“It’s not for you.”
“Picking up another waitress, huh?”
Ares glared at her. “Don’t. Freddy already told me that he explained everything to you. I didn’t want her to kiss me. She’s fucking lucky I didn’t snuff her pathetic life out right there.”
“Such a charmer, Ares.” Athena snapped her fingers to summon her knife to her. It wiggled a couple times before it was freed and flew through the air into her hand. She tucked it away in its sheath.
Ares plucked at a couple pieces of lint on his jacket then smoothed the fabric. The god of war actually looked anxious. “How is Juliet? Is she okay?”
Athena cocked her head at him. “Is that who you’re dressed up for? I told you if you hurt her that I’d kick your ass.”
“I’m here to bring her home.”
“Good luck with that.”
“She’s mine, Athena.”
“She’s a strong willed nymph. She’s going to tell you to fuck off.”
“Not with a dozen roses and this.” He slipped a box out of his inside pocket of his coat and opened it. The beautiful heart shaped stone pendant on a chain twinkled with a mystical light.“You should give her a ring,” Athena muttered as she studied the necklace.
“What the hell do you mean?” he questioned.