Chapter 8

“Aren’t we going to the pool, Ares?” The chocolate irises were looking at the artificial lagoon from which they were going away adorably confused when Ares instead of taking Rose to the swimming pool in the backyard of their house kissed her glimmering black hair before holding her hand and leading her out to his car.

“We are going to the beach house little doll, you can collect shells and shiny stones there, also I have asked the maids to pack our lunch so think of it as I am taking you on a picnic baby, you need to soak in the soothing sun to regain your strength.”

Rose, who was pretty excited for the time being, almost jumped at the man before remembering that he was the mafia prince and instead resorted to embracing him with her delicate arms around his stomach.

“Thank you, Ares.” The prince ruffled the shiny black locks making Rose shut one of her eyes with the impact looking like a kitten.

“You are welcome, little love.”

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