ARES'S POV
The phone had stopped ringing and I could hear her soft and delicate breathing on the other end. I don't know what possessed me to call her, but before I could properly think her number was already dialing.
“What can I do for you tonight, Mr. Bateman?" Her soft and seductive voice came through the speaker.
I was hooked like a man with a substance abuse problem, and she was the substance. She called to me, and I would always be willing and ready to respond.
“I hope I wasn't disturbing you, Miss Williams."
A simple chuckle left her lips and a small smile tugged at my own. Her laugh wasn't forced, just a genuine and subtle sound. I could almost see her in my head smiling at me. Her brown hair would have fallen over her shoulders as she tucked loose strands behind her ear. He
