𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 | 𝟏𝟖+

"You're going to let me fuck you like a good girl?" he asks and leans down, "Because you are, aren't you? A good girl?"

. . .

Elena Amoretto has always been smitten by the one and only, Ares Aetos. For three years, she's adored him from afar.

Admiring the god of war and falling deeper into her obsession.

While Ares can't seem to stand her. Where she's infatuated with him, he merely acknowledges her existence.

While being the center of the spotlight herself. As the front woman of the rising band Icarus, Elena has to face the world while struggling with anxiety.

To make matters worse, Ares is the drummer of the band rivaling hers, Dopamine. And just as fate would have it, his band and hers are touring together.

She's supposed to hate him.
But how could she? When all she does is drown in the blue of his eyes and willingly dies at the ruthless hands of Ares?

The god of war who brings her down on her knees while she blissfully falls into his melancholy.