Gilded Gods by Jillian Frost

Author:Jillian Frost [Frost, Jillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penn Publishing
Published: 2023-10-23T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

OPHELIA

One month. I can last until my father marries my evil stepmother if it means getting a legitimate stake in Olympus. Before my mother died, I liked Athena. She was like a second mother to me.

I can pretend.

Be civil.

Smile.

Athena waits for me in the sitting room. To my surprise, Atlas is with her, drawing in his sketchbook. I rarely see him without a charcoal pencil in his inked hand.

What is he doing here?

“I thought this was a girl’s day,” I say to Athena as if we’re best friends.

She glides over to me, her movements fluid, even in five-inch heels. As usual, she’s dressed impeccably in a champagne-colored wrap dress, making her black hair look even more stunning against her olive skin.

“Atlas is in our bridal party.” She grips my shoulder as we exit the room. “I didn’t think you would mind him tagging along.”

Yeah, sure.

I love getting measured in front of hot men I barely know. Especially men who draw me and say cute things that make me hate that he’ll be my stepbrother.

“No, I don’t mind,” I lie as we leave the house with Atlas on our heels. “Let’s go.”

He’s so quiet, always observing. The time we spent together a few days ago was the most I have heard from him. Unlike Ares, he keeps to himself and doesn’t push my buttons.

Atlas rushes past us and hops into the driver’s side of a black Mercedes G-Class. The sleek SUV suits him.

The Audi A8 belongs to Apollo. Of course, Ares drives the vintage Camaro SS, red with black racing stripes. I think about Ares fucking me on the hood of that car. A shiver jolts down my arms. Maybe I like doing bad things more than I should. Because even though I pretend to hate Ares, I can’t stop thinking about what he did to me in my bedroom.

His hands on my body.

His tongue on my pussy.

I want my stepbrother.

Athena climbs into the front seat, and I get in the back. I cringe at the thought of being trapped in this box with them. But when Atlas turns on the car and cranks up the classical music blaring through the speakers, I let out a relieved breath.

Surprisingly, Athena doesn’t tell him to turn down the music. She must like the classics. I find it relaxing as we drive through Beacon Bay. I imagine Atlas listening to Beethoven or Chopin while he sketches me, adding to his collection .

We arrive at the bridal shop. It’s on the North Side, the part of Beacon Bay where I live. Wealthier residents own houses within walking distance of the town square.

My dad’s businesses are mainly on the South Side, where it’s grittier and has fewer residential properties. He gained control over Beacon Bay because of the cheap commercial real estate on that side of town. No one wants to live there, not unless they don’t have a choice. So he seized the opportunity.

After buying properties, he became the Godfather of the Night within five years.

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