Chapter 159

Hanah was alone in the villa, finally able to relax and enjoy the beautiful tropical paradise without Ares nearby distracting her with his beautiful emerald green eyes, his well-defined legs under his summer shorts, and his beautiful dark hair that she longed to run her fingers through to see if it was as soft as she imagined.
That man attracted her like a moth to a flame, dangerously seductive and wild. She had promised herself not to be charmed again by his charms, but Ares was an experienced man. An expert in tempting her and leaving her wanting to try much more, and she was just an inexperienced young woman, she had never had a boyfriend or suitors. How could she play in his field when she had no idea how to do it? In her books, the protagonists never had to face such difficult situations as the ones she was experiencing at that moment, the princesses in the books she read as a child had gallant princes by their side, honorable and loving knights, none of whom matched any of the qualities that Ares possessed.
"But why do I have to keep being in love with that idiot," Hanah said aloud. Why was it so difficult for her to truly hate him?