Chapter 3

Michail watched in utter surprise as the goddess pushed herself off of him, dusting off the dirt that stuck to her white dress. He couldn't help but stare at her gorgeous blonde hair, the way it shined underneath the sunlight, and how effortlessly it curled behind her back. Her skin looked – felt – soft and tender; the exposed skin of her calves and knees somehow made Michail feel some way.

Her face – oh, her perfect face.

Her slender face was a perfect shape of curves and points. Her nose was the perfect length; long, pointy, but it accentuated the fullness of her cheeks, which were a hint of rose and golden freckles. Her full, pink lips puckered and pouted but not in an excessive manner; they looked soft and kissable. Her upper lip was curved perfectly, giving her lips an immaculate shape. Even her ears were perfect, the size not too big and not too little for her head.

In other words, Aphrodite indeed was the definition of beauty.

Finally, in front of him,