Ares's POV
"Where's she?" I asked the second I stepped inside Alexia's house. I was speaking to her over the phone when she stopped talking, she did not even bother to hang up. So naturally, I grew worried.
My eyes fell on the two familiar woman standing next to each other. I let out a string of curses when they started walking towards me, shedding crocodile tears.
"Ares," Alexia' sister who I think her name was Dane spoke up before she started sobbing while I stood there, shooting them an annoyed look, "Ares, baby, look—my dad is dead. He died. Ares, please come console me—my dad," she sniffled, "he gave everything to Alexia before he died! I have nothing! Please, help me take everything from her. Please—"
"Yeah, that's enough," I cut her off, my eyes darting to the stairs, "where
