Book 2: Chapter 5

As Ares strode out of the building, his men flanking him, he felt a sense of satisfaction. Martina had been a thorn in his side for too long, and it was time to show her who held the power.

He got into the backseat of his sleek black car, Antonio sliding in beside him. The driver closed the door and started the engine, pulling away from the curb with smooth precision. Ares took out his phone and dialed a number, his eyes cold and calculating.

"Jackson," he said when the call connected. "I need you to run a story. Headline: 'Media Mogul Martina Romano's Affair with Ares Saviano: A Scandalous Night Exposed.' Make it look legitimate, I will have some pictures from last night sent to you. Make sure it hits every major paper and news site by morning."

There was a brief pause on the other end, then a response. "Consider it done, Mr. Saviano."

Ares hung up the phone, a smirk playing on his lips. He glanced at Antonio, who looked concerned.

"Ares," Antonio said