Sweet Like The Devil
Episode 28's

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The first day in a new place and a new year, a lot of which I miss from the old place, maybe only one year I was there but it feels like I miss a lot of things especially ARES. I keep the picture in the painting I made, Dad is so good that I always feel comfortable in this place.

He built a studio for me and enrolled a painting class with one of the painters he knew. Different than before I took classes at a college, I only took classes with some great people in a small studio.

“Dad will work harder for you to get what you should.”

I was preparing our breakfast in a small house in the middle of town, I smiled at my father and put the pot on the table.

“Thank you very much well, but it looks like I will start working tomorrow, I have registered in Granny.” mini market

“Why? I can still finance all your needs.”

“I used to also work part-time when empty, I want to do again, because I like it.”

“Sorry Viola.”

“I'm grateful that there's a father next to me, so don't feel anything because I'm so happy.”

Now I strongly believe that happiness cannot be bought with money, I can get whatever I wanted before, but it feels uncomfortable, but here I found comfort that made me smile in every way sincerely. My departure was saddened when I told Michael, because it was certain that the two of us would never be able to meet again unless I actually came home or he came to this country.

Even we had to determine the right time to talk to each other just because the hours were not the same, when I slept, he woke up, and vice versa.

Today I still have class for about an hour, I take some of my painting equipment and put it in a special bag, I also carry a canvas that has been given a lot of graffiti as a base. The journey to the studio took a long time to learn, it took 1 hour to walk, but could use the bus as transportation that could take me faster.

I got on the bus and sat on one of the empty benches, listening to music I liked, watching the streets crowded with other vehicles and people passing by. Pretty quickly I got used to living in a country this big, with a lot of different races.

The bus stopped at my last stop, I got out and started walking 1 kilometer towards the study studio. Some people have come and sit in their seats, today Mr. Tommy will give the task of painting humans, he has also brought a model used for painting.

Tommy looks restless and several times sees a watch that is coiled on his wrist. Maybe the model he said was late so he seemed restless this time, even though we were all here not so upset about waiting.

“Pardon everyone, chances are our model today came late, can I request a pause time of one hour?.”

“Sure sir.”

All agreed if I waited another hour, I came out of the studio and went to a small alley nearby to light a cigarette. I haven't been able to quit smoking the way I wanted to when I arrived in America, I failed at this.

The smell of cigarettes spread throughout the area, I leaned my back against the wall, closing my eyes several times as I felt cigarette smoke fill my mouth and throat. I didn't know I smoked, because I never smoked at home, I even felt so guilty about hiding this from him.

“Still smoking?.” A voice made me look.

“ARES.”

Ares was still the same as before, only around his chin began to grow fine hairs that were visible, he took my cigarette and sucked it casually.

“How are you doing?.” A question came out of Ares' lips.

“I'm fine, how can you be here?.”

“Shouldn't I have asked you, why didn't you leave anything for me?.”

“What?.”

Ares approached me, eroding the distance between us. Our faces were very close, his hands touched my cheeks gently, I was squeezed against the wall by it. “You didn't say anything while leaving, how is our relationship and no parting.”

“Isn't it clear that night?.”

Bugh! Ares hit the back of his hand on the wall next to me, his face looking very upset.

“VIOLA! You didn't listen to me?!.”

For the first time Ares showed such a face, for some reason my tears fell without excuse, I hurriedly removed them and looked to the side so that he would not know. But unfortunately she realized I was crying.

“Sorry... Viola... sorry... I didn't mean it that way.” Ares touched my hand gently, speaking very quietly. She even wiped my tears using her thumb “I don't want to lose you in the slightest.”

“Why didn't you see me after that night? Isn't it clear our relationship is over?.”

“A-.” Ares lowered his head “I'm sorry, I can't say anything to you, I'm afraid you'll say a parting sentence when I meet you.”

“Ares..”.

There was a strong urge as I pulled her face and kissed her voracious lips, Ares did the same, touching my jaw using both of her hands and deepening our kiss. When we were released, we both gasped for each other without increasing the distance, our eyes met.

Ares pulled my hand into his car, sat me on his body and kissed my lips without pause. Her hands began to wander all over my body, taking off the black jacket I was wearing, raising the skirt that wrapped my thighs. The kiss went down my neck, sucked it, I could feel hers being depressed downstairs.

I pulled the zipper on his pants, pulled his out of the cage. The car was likely moving as we did inside here, Ares smiled at me, I couldn't help but sigh even though Ares' finger was inside my mouth. I miss him, miss him a lot.

Our relationship is too far away, I can't get out of this circle easily. If this is what it feels like, our relationship is just two strangers who love each other, not a half-brother who is in a dark relationship.

Still in the same position as we let go of each other's passions, Ares took me in his arms, rubbed my hair gently and landed a few sweet kisses.

“I miss you so much? Missed everything from you.”

My finger is moving round in the chest of its field, “How can you find me here?.”

“Apollo says you moved to America, I searched for you throughout painting classes in the country, and found you on Tommy.”'s student list

“Ahhh so..”