Book 2: Chapter 38

The kiss was intense, filled with unspoken emotions and raw need. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the heat and urgency of their embrace.

Ares' hands roamed over her body, his touch igniting a fire within her that she had never felt before. Martina's fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as their kisses grew deeper and more fervent.

Her body fell back onto the couch, still locked in the passionate embrace with Ares. His powerful frame hovered over her, his hand sliding down her side, sending a shiver through her body. As her back arched against the plush cushions, she could feel the heat of his touch through her clothes.

They finally broke apart, both breathing heavily, their foreheads resting against each other. Martina's heart was pounding in her chest, a mix of confusion and desire swirling within her. Ares' eyes bore into hers, filled with a raw intensity that made her knees weak.

"This is wrong, you can't keep playing the