Mine

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Iris

I just woke up from a nap which feels so good because I missed my bed and my mattress and just the air of my room. It just feels so comfortable and good. And I can finally rest without feeling the need to be fucked. Which by the way, I think Papa replaced Ares with a clone of Ares.

He was the sweetest boy to me in Paris. Actually, during the whole trip since we didn't fight. Neither of us started pulling each other's hair except when he did when he was fucking me over many different things.

I take a shower and head downstairs to my mum who's working in the kitchen. I go around to hug her from the back and place a kiss on her cheek.

"How was the trip honey?" she asks stirring into the pot.

"It was really nice," I told taking a seat at the table.

"I heard. Mia told me you both were having a good time," she smirks.

I make a grossed-out face as I try to hide an embarrassing smile.

"Which reminds me that Mia wanted to see you. Go over," mum says.

"For what?" I asked.

"I don't know she just told me to send you over once you've rested."

I get up from the table and head out into Ares' house. I wonder what Aunt has to say? She probably wants to ask about Papa. I mean why wouldn't she ask about him? That's her dad. I wonder if she ever misses Papa. He's such a sweet soul who wouldn't miss him.

"Hello?" I call in walking into the living room.

"Iris. Come sit," Aunt says as she sips her coffee with Uncle.

I take a seat on their couch with a smile as I answer their Hi, how are you doing and all those questions. Aunt's eyes catch the rings on my finger. One that Ares gave me and the other that Papa gave me.

"That ring," she says pointing at the one Papa gave me.

"Papa gave me this one and Ares brought me this one," I tell pointing at each.

"It's nice to see you both getting along now," uncle says.

Ares comes down from his room and into the kitchen. We both give each other a dirty attitude look. My eyes roll from top to bottom as he grabs a glass of water. I roll them back over to face my aunt and uncle who notice out not so very nice looks towards each other.

"Come on you both," Aunt says. "You both need to stop giving each other these looks."

"He started it," I scoffed.

"I actually came down to get some water," he excused.

"Funny how you both were kissing a few days ago," Uncle laughed with a tease, making me turn a bit red with embarrassment.

"We still are," Ares says coming from behind me to kiss my lips.

"I guess all the fighting and hatred has paid off," Aunt truly appreciated.

"I kiss her because she's my wife," Ares says leaning behind me on the couch.

Because I'm his wife. So he has no other reason to kiss me. He's been kissing me all this time because I'm his wife. It's just on the outside.

"And the ring?" aunt teases.

"Because she wanted one," he lies.

"I did not tell you to get this," I argue.

"Then take it off," he frowns rolling his eyes.

I gasped at hearing that. How rude was that? I will take it off. He really thinks I need this ring.