We all remove the silver trays taking in the beautiful smell of steak, veggies, and mash potatoes. And while I know this plate cost more than my existence, it's nice to see something I am familiar on how to eat.

"Are you both off work today?"

Jessica snorts, "We called in with UTI's. So... basically?" I snap my head to her and she nervously smiles continuing to explain, "I don't really know why I said that."

Ares looks her over, Josh laughing, "We have a comforting presence about us, easy to tell the truth."

Tyson is snorting laughing so hard, "Do they think you got them from each other? Because man would I pay to see that-"

Ares hits the base of his fork on the table, the ring breaking through everyones ears, especially the men, "Of course, sir. My apologies."

"Thank you, Tyson. Veronica, apologies for the abruptness of this meeting. I know it came short notice."

"Midnight, on my door step, in the pouring rain to be exact." I give him a smile, his cheek twitches.

Tyson decides to push his only two brain cells together, "You are really laying into him! I love you!"

"And I don't love you." I groan back, Tyson deflating at my rejection. If this wasn't so complicated I could see myself being good friends with that idiot.

"Thank you, Veronica." Ares growls to the table. Jessica and Josh stay quite taking a bite of their steaks. All of them seem to be rare, one thing that Jessica and I enjoy.

"Ladies, we are here today to discuss the terms of an agreement. Jessica, this was supposed to be later for you, but since my darling invited you along we arranged it to be sooner."

An agreement? Like what kind of agreement. Because I want say, I don't agree." Jessica snaps looking around the table at all the men that have their eyes on her.

Josh lays his hand on her upper thigh, "It's not that kind of agreement."

She turns to me, "No."

"Fuck. Come on." I grab the steak knife holing it out in front of me to back away from the table grabbing Jess with me. She holds her arms backing away with me. While she has the mouth, I have always had the action when it comes to situations such as these.

Josh holds his hands out to Jessica a calming face coming over him with genuine care coming over his eyes, "Jessica, it will be okay."

"You aren't the one being kidnaped by millionaires."

"This is a good thing I promise." He whispers, I feel her slouch against me her eyes rolling back in her head.

"You didn't!" I scream looking at the bite of steak she had eaten. They fucking drugged it.

Ares laughs, a deep belly laugh, "It wasn't the steak dear."

I look at the knife in my hand and drop it onto the floor. Flipping my hand in front of me to look for signs. Tyson laughs this time, "And it wasn't the utensils."

"Sleep good mate."

"What-"

And for the second time in twenty four hours I passed out, only this time it was into the arms of Ares Gray.

~

The warmth of the bed caught me off guard, and how soft the sheets are as I run my toes through them. Even the smells are better than normal, my heart soaring at the good rest I am finally able to receive.

"Good morning."

"Holy fuck." I scream shooting from the bed to see Ares Gray delectably shirtless, tattoos covering his entire front standing over me. His hair is still bed hair as well, messy and beautiful.

"You have a cursing problem."

"And you have a kidnapping problem."

He laughs, shaking his head at me, "Only for you. Come on darling, it's time to get up. You are going to work with me."

"What?"

"As your mate, it is my job to get to know you and help you adjust. Going to work with me is a great first step. Come on."

"Mate?" Why does that sound familiar?

I look down at myself and see a beautiful white silk pajama set covering my skin, my shoes and phone no where in sight, "Mr. Gray..."

"Ares darling."

"Where are my clothes?"

He sits on the bed running his hand up my thigh. I freeze at the electric pleasure of his touch, my heart jumping out of my chest, core heating at the thought of him over me.

"I change you. I wasn't going to let you sleep in jeans. Now come on, your side of the closet has been filled to accommodate your size. You have half an hour or I'll change you myself." He gets off the bed, stretching his gorgeous body before entertaining what I assume is the bathroom.

As soon as he closes the door I make a bolt for it shaking at the bedroom nob in his large suit. I even take the chance to slam my hands begging for someone to help.

"Going somewhere beautiful?" Ares warm breath is against my neck, hands placed on either side of my head to keep he locked in one place. I feel the fabric of a towel on the back of my leg telling me enough about his clothing state.

He is much stronger than you and way more powerful.

"Just checking out the sturdiness of this door." I knock against it one more time for show, "And it gets a ten out of ten at hardest to break down."

"Mm. And you thought that was important to test why?" He get closer to my neck, my body deceiving me to turn my neck more towards him for better access. I don't understand what's happening to me, or how, but his being controls me in more ways than James Volga ever did.

"Just good knowledge to...um... have. Can you go shower or put on clothes?"

Ares brushes a light kiss on my neck laughing against my warm skin, "No matter where you try to run, Veronica, I will always find you." And with a whistle he was off walking back into the bathroom to finish his shower.

I slide down the door staring outside the window to get a better grasp on life, Jessica is here too with the Josh dude, I need to find her. But how would I get out under the eyes of Ares?

"Twenty-minutes Veronica!" He calls out reminding me, I push myself off the ground and walk into the closet ready to accept defeat in this moment. I can't fight what I don't understand.