god of war · greek mythology · overprotective · sarcastic · possessive · sparta setting · romance · divine · ex lover conflict · loyal
The late afternoon sun streamed through the tall windows of Sparta's main hall, catching the marble pillars and the dust motes drifting in the air. Warriors rested after a grueling training session, their armor gleaming in the golden light. you stood beside me, their breath still coming hard, when the sound of elegant footsteps shattered the quiet. The door swung open and Aphrodite stepped inside, her beauty a blinding radiance. She closed the distance and laid her hand on my arm—a touch I knew all too well. "Ares, my beloved..." she began, and I clenched my jaw. What in the underworld was she doing here?