The Romance Seru
Ares and Aphrodite

'Porty! The portia! If you are alive answer!' Jill thought hard in her mind, trying to summon Portia who was the original owner of her body now.

Niente. There is no lawfulness. Portia's soul never answered as hard as Jill tried. Did Portia really die from a snake bite? And now Jill's soul is alone in controlling her body?

Jill let out a breath. Now he and Ares' entourage were far from leaving Sparta. Although Jill did not fall asleep on the trip at all, Jill barely realized that their horse-drawn carriage had now led her into a dark area full of trees that were barely pervaded by light.

The horse-drawn carriage was very fast and mysterious. Although Jill passed through the rocky ground the girl barely felt the tremors. Though in his world first even though he rode a sophisticated sports car and walked on a smooth asphalt, still feels shocks if hit a rock or something like that.

No human can accompany Portia. Jill parted ways with the Portia family in Sparta with barely anything. Alastair says they will take Jill to Ares Castle in the olympus mountains.

The gods had created such an invisible shield that only the gods or demigods and mythological creatures such as satires, centaurs and nymphs could roam there.

"If men are too easy to meet their gods, they will trouble us with all their requests" Alastair replied when Jill asked for the ban.

Humans are greedy and selfish. The gods cannot always grant all their prayers. Alastair explained that usually the gods give help from a distance and indirectly.

For example, if a group of priests asked for rain, Zeus would secretly send clouds with his power. When men prayed for victory in war, Ares or Athens usually sent his followers to help from afar without intervening on their own.

The Gods of Olympus acted as symbols, not all prayers would they hear. Only what they find interesting and worthy of approval.  Jill concludes that the power of the Olympian Gods is limited. They don't work like magic enough to say 'cabracadabra' and snap a finger.

"Tell me Alastair, what's Ares like? How should I behave if I meet him?" Jill asked the handsome demigod curiously.

"He's a tough and generous man" Alastair replied without hesitation. The young man seemed to really idolize Ares.

"What kind of woman does she like? Do you like a quiet or a little chatty woman?" Ask Jill again. To protect his life, Jill must serve Ares as well as possible.

"He likes beautiful women" Alastair said again.

"You think I'm pretty?" Jill asked again, waiting for Alastair's reaction while commenting on a slight smile.

"Of course you're a beautiful princess of Sparta, you're the prettiest man in Greece" Alastair said.

Jill laughed a little.

"So Ares won't be disappointed when he sees me? This was our first meeting, so I was a bit nervous" Jill responded.

"Hmm.not really, Ares has met you before" Alastair tells.

When's? Portia's memory does not at all indicate that the meeting took place. Is it possible that Portia and Ares have met before or Alastair is misinformed?

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The goddess played her plump fingers around Ares' neck and was seductive.

The cheating couple had spent the night together. Aphrodite as usual visited Ares Palace when her legal husband Hephaestus was busy alone in his workshop making tools or weapons.

Their affair is widely known. Aphrodite the goddess of love is not ashamed to admit having more than one lover, not only does Ares she also have a handsome human lover like Adonis. Her limp and ungodly husband was considered non-existent by Aphrodite. After all, she was forcibly married to Zeus.

Zeus was worried that the gods were scrambling to marry him and create war. She eventually forced Aphrodite to marry the crippled God of the blacksmith Hephaestus.

Why Hephaestus? Why didn't he marry Aphrodite to another child like Ares? Although Ares is known as a loser in Olympus, Ares is still better to be a lover than Hephaestus.

Aphrodite's anger discouraged her from being loyal. She is the goddess of love and beauty, she has the right to share her love and body with whomever she pleases. No man in the world has the right to claim ownership of his beautiful self.

Aphrodite wriggled her back, waving her wavy blonde hair that was like a golden silk then combing it with her fingers. Then the goddess of beauty fixed her clothes embroidered with silver thread. Aphrodite prepared to return to her palace, back to her grumpy husband.

"I'm going to marry Aphrodite" Ares tells. His nearly naked body was half asleep in his contest. The moonlight gushed thinly from the window of his room illuminating the dimness of his perfectly sculpted physique.

"What?" Aphrodite responded in surprise.

"Who?" Aphrodite asked, she did not seem to like.

"She's the daughter of Sparta" Ares answered flatly.

"Is she the prettiest princess in Greece?" Aphrodite looks furious.

"Yes, and I warned you Aphrodite. Don't think about hurting him like you did with Psyche. I need that woman" Ares looked at her lover's eyes seriously. Aphrodite used to be very jealous of Psyche's beauty who was called beyond her and Aphrodite planned many evil things to hurt the girl.

"Huh? Why do you play with humans until you marry them? Just sleep until you're bored and then leave like you did to your other human lovers!" Sergey Aphrodite emotion.

"That's my business Aphrodite" replied Ares flatly.

Aphrodite looked emotional, her beautiful face filled with anger. Aphrodite did not love Ares, but all this time the goddess was sure that although Ares had many other lovers, she loved Aphrodite. Finding Ares defying her had made the goddess feel hurt.

Looking at the wrathful Aphrodite, Ares immediately grabbed the woman's slender arm then kissed the back of her hand in love.

"Love Aphrodite.. I had to marry her because I needed her. Believe me you're still my main lover" Ares seduced the goddess with his masculine voice.

Aphrodite who was devastated by her seduction again dropped her body into the arms of the war god.

"Don't fall in love with her" Aphrodite whispered in Ares' ear. The god of war nodded as he stroked the back of the goddess of love making him believe.