Another half an hour later, my eyes were glued on what had turned out to be an absolutely goofy squabble- a catfight really- between two bands of mercenaries- that, according to my initial anticipation at least, was supposed to actually degenerate into such a brutal mayhem that all neighboring villages and cities should have talked about it for generations to come.

I shook my head disapprovingly: warriors…they no longer made them as they used to….A quite natural thought, given the circumstances - thought that automatically led me back to the reason why I was standing on that filed, in the damn rain, in the first place: to get away from her, from the temptation she meant for me ….Still, I couldn't help smirking at the fact that she could have kicked those losers' asses blindfolded and single-handedly….Well…she did need one single hand to hold a sword so….

Despite myself, I let out a loud , nostalgic sigh….She was outstanding on the battlefield… Glorious…divine….There were no proper adjectives to describe her accurately….she was just….out of this world….

Involuntarily, my eyes closed for a moment as the image of her - riding ahead of a fierce, numerous army, reaping one life after the other, leaving nothing but a river of blood behind- sent a violent spasm through my body….That fire burning in her eyes….. Mmmm….I would have raped her right there on that field….

And just when I was really starting to appreciate the unique beauty of those past illusions, my brain decided to mess with me a bit, sending me memories of her, helping some stupid orphans and saving some half dead slaves instead….Laugh if you will, but even performing her cheesy heroics she was wearing the most amazing smile on her lips when one of those kids hugged her before she rode away into the sunset….And a girl gave her flowers…..The wind was blowing through her hair when she bent down to take them, caressing her sweet face in the process…And her eyes….her eyes were brighter than ever….a very clear azure nuance, just like the Ionian Sea in the morning, a few seconds after sunrise….

"Gods!" I yelled in frustration, projecting a large fire ball into a nearby tree, causing those pitiful creatures to stop whatever in Hades they were doing there and run like rabbits towards the edge of the forest, scared to death by "Zeus' lightening".

I just had o laugh at how high their level of stupidity was…..

"Where's the thunder you moronic….dinosaurs? " I yelled from the top of my lungs, making sure to launch an energy bolt straight at them, an action that just made the ones in the back of the row run even faster, successfully managing to frighten them even wore than before.

"It's Zeus! He must be angry with us! " one of them screamed in utter terror.

"We shouldn't have fought here, so close to his temple! I told you so! Now he's gonna kill us all! " another one replied, while stumbling on a rock.

"Run for your livessss!" a third one yelled on such a high pitched tone that if I hadn't seen him right there in front of me, I could have sworn on my godhood- and lost- that he was a woman.

….And right when I was getting ready to zap them all to oblivion and at least get the minimum of satisfaction out of that terrible night, I heard her….Those impossibly to reproduce vibrations of her velvety voice as she called my name….

"Aressss!"

Judging by that tone, she was anxious…..Good….I had been anxious all evening thinking about her….My anxiety had just turned into ecstasy nevertheless, the very minute I materialized before her…..She was wearing but a short, flimsy looking lace negligee….Blue, just like her sparkling moons….

"Me likeeeee" I said to myself arching an eyebrow at what my every neuron seemed to agree that was the most attractive woman I had seen in my whole immortal life. She was such a turn on, that it took one single eye contact and less than a blink for my blood to announce the start of a new marathon throughout my veins, and I could only guess where that would lead to.

….And yeah, I could barely put two words together while leaning against the desk , trying not to look too impressed by her presence.

"You called?"

She just threw me a curious gaze in return, plainly scanning my expression in search for answers. She probably had more than a thousand questions and a thousand presuppositions for why I had left so abruptly earlier.

" I have an idea about Athens…It might just work…." she started.

I frowned at hearing the name of that damn city…Why in Tartarus had I asked her to attack it in the first place?

Seeing that I wasn't really talkative and eager to discuss the subject, she just continued, passing me by and unfolding the map of Greece on the table.

" Does the waxing crescent tell you anything?"

I just glanced at her in wonder, enthralled by the passion in her voice.

" It marks the beginning of the Panathenaea….There will be people flooding from all over Greece to witness the contests, the trials, to celebrate another year of prosperity and most importantly to eat and to drink as much as they can…."

I paced a bit back and forth the room as my mind was already manufacturing its own intricate scenarios of the upcoming events, the battle, the indisputable victory, my Sister's historical fall, my supremacy…..Aaaah….the carnage preceding the laurel wreath...Now that was something I was really looking forward to witness.

"We could easily enter the city under a random disguise….dancers, entertainers, actors even…." she suggested, tilting her head to the side.

"Hades, you could casually enter the main gates wearing even your armor, riding ahead fifty of my men and no one would even realize the danger…" I murmured, rubbing my goatee, highly amused by the perspective. " You could even kill a couple of guards and most of those idiotic peasants would actually think it's part of an act…."

" Interactive theater" she continued, smiling maliciously at me, and by the bones of Chronos, I was so aroused that all muscles in my body were threatening to snap because of the tension….I couldn't give in though….No…..that was not what I wanted from her…..

"A high quality live performance is as rare as a sober Bachae…" I added, trying to temporarily disconnect my mind from all the Kama Sutra positions I was imagining her in….

" And if we attack during the second night of the festival, the better….Half of the guards will be already drunk, seeing that no major incidents had taken place during the previous day which is usually the most problematic…."

At this point, I could distinctly feel a very uncommon pressure hitting against my temples like synchronized hammers….Not to mention the fact that my cock was on the verge of exploding, and despite the fact that my eyes were fixing almost anything else in the room except for those inviting breasts whose nipples were literally staring at me through that barely existent negligee, she still had my undivided attention! I was in Tartarus!

"So?" her voice suddenly brought me back to my senses for a couple of seconds. "What do you think?"

" Very doable….!" I exclaimed enthusiastically, just to complete my sentence with the right subject and on a slightly more professional tone, the following moment . "It's very doable..."

"Good….I figured you'll like it…." she answered, closing in the distance between us, and before I knew it, there was less than a few inches separating our consumed with lust bodies.

" Like it? I love …it…" the answer left my lips faster than lightening. I silently cursed my lack of control, of course.

" You do?" she questioned in such a licentious voice, that my heart skipped a beat. Only two seconds later, when one of her arms and then the other, snaked temptingly around my neck, it felt as if the Earth itself had stopped spinning ….The only thing I could still see in front of me was that bottomless ocean of her beryl eyes…..The rest of the universe had ceased to exist…

"Oh, I definitely do…." I answered, swallowing hard all those other unsaid words that had pilled up inside my throat.

As her tongue began tracing the contour of my lips just like I had done it to her so many times in the past, and her crotch began grinding lecherously against my throbbing erection through my leather pants, my instincts immediately took over my reason, darkening every bit of wisdom I still had left when it came to our relationship…..It was like all logic connections in my brain broke the very moment she pushed me savagely against that desk, and over that map….The way in which she let that lace negligee fall in a puddle at her feet the following moment, got me hypnotized…I didn't think about it at the time, but I'm pretty sure that I would have barked and wagged my tail that night if she had asked me to…