Hello everyone! Welcome back to Tuesday Tales! Today's word prompt is "stone". We are back with Juliet and Ares in my paranormal/Greek god romance. This all started with a speed write I did about a month ago. You can find the beginning by clicking here.
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The click of Juliet’s heels on the cobble stone street was a melody in her ears. She glanced around the damp, dank alleyway. The smell of urine was almost overpowering. She slipped her hands into the black overcoat she wore as she picked up her pace to catch up with Ares.
He wasn’t shitting her when he said they might be in the Middle East. After the sun set, he led her out to a moon lit desert. The sand in front of her and the stars above her seemed to go on for eternity. A split second later they were in this cess pool.
She took a moment to study her new lover. In the dim light of the alley Ares was a force to be reckoned with. He changed into a black silk dress shirt and a pair of black jeans before they left. He was sculpted like a Greek god. Then again, from what he told her, he was one. His thick, dark hair was tussled just right to be mind-blowingly sexy. His deep, dark eyes were cold and hard as he strode past the hookers and bums who move aside to watch him pass.
Ares stepped up into the threshold of a red brick building. The sounds of shouting and laughter echoed from within. He shot a devious grin to her. “Coming?”
“Didn’t think you knew I was here,” Juliet quipped back.
“Maybe you should stop acting like my concubine.” He motioned for her to go inside. She met his glare as she passed. She felt his hand caress her ass as he followed her inside.
Juliet’s eyes widened as she took in the scene inside. It was an old warehouse but the floor was packed with people, mostly men. There was a thin layer of smoke from cigars and cigarettes that permeated the air. A makeshift bar lined one side of the building with a shelf of bottles of all shapes and colors mounted behind it. In the center of the floor a boxing ring was set up. Two men bloody and beaten were slugging each other for all they were worth.
Juliet caught sight of the blonde out of the corner of her eye as she wrapped her long fingers around Ares’s shoulder. The vampire growled at the new woman’s perfect breasts, long slender legs and perfect body. It had been a really long time since Juliet felt jealousy. At the moment she was consumed with with.
“Ares. How did I know you would be here?”