Athena's Pov

“But you have to give it to him, he’s hilarious.”

“Your humor is fucked up, Thena. That's why you think everything is hilarious.” Tristan said, rolling his eyes.

“Did you read the next text? Don't lie to me now, that was really good.” I scowled. “Dude’s creative. Roses are red, the grass is green. I can't wait for you to turn eighteen. That's funny.”

“Well… atleast he's ready to wait till you’re older. He deserves the award for the least pedo on your list.” He continued going through his closet trying to find something to wear.

“You've become really negative, Tristan. He's twenty, that's so close to my age. Who do you want me to date? Guys younger than me? Then I'll be the pedo and I don't want that.”

He turns towards the camera again and shrugs. “You won't be if the guy's only a few months younger.”

“But every guy that's even a few days younger than me is sooooo dumb. I can’t get along with them. Of course you're an exemption cause you're my baby, I taught you how to be cool but you know everyone else sucks.” I huffed.

Tristan nods then turns back to his closet. “Ya right.” He said and grabs a black t-shirt —with graffiti on its back— holding it on his naked chest. “How's this one?”

“You know I love black on you.” I smile at him with adoration.

“That's why half of my wardrobe is black.” He mumbles, throwing the t-shirt over his head.

“You look really hot in this. Black t-shirt, pretty skin, freshly showered —I swear I can smell you through the screen— wet hair, a towel around your waist and such kissable lips, go pick up some girls, man!” I cheered.

“I will when you stop taking up all my time. Give me some space.” He said fake glaring at me.

“Oh my God! Are you suggesting we break up?” I gasped.

“Yes. And I want break-up sex.” He points out.

“Fair enough. Let's schedule.” I agree instantly.

A thoughtful look takes up his face. “First day after you're back?”

“Works for me. But no false leads, okay? If you promise, I'm taking your virgin by hook or by crook. You can't back off.”

He raised his hands up in surrender. “I'm all yours, madame.” He said in an Italian accent.

I chuckled but fell silent when I heard some noise. Since I'm in the room next to the driveway, I know a car has just pulled up to the mansion.

“What happened?” Tristan asked.

“I think one of the two is home early today, I have to go check it out.”

“Thena, don't argue with them again. They're not worth it.” He advised.

“I won't.” I said and cut the call after declaring how much I love him.

I've been avoiding the trio for three days now since Zephyr rubbed it in my face how they all abandoned me. I've realized that there's no point in annoying them. Sure it does make me happy but then their words take away any pleasure I feel.

As I make my way to the entrance of the mansion, I spot Eric there. I walk towards him but halt when I see a beautiful woman step inside.

She was the exact impersonation of the classy girl men empty out their pockets for. Who’s so confident of herself and doesn't care what anyone thinks of her. She looks like someone I want to be.

Her michael kors is elegantly set on her forearm as a figure hugging grey dress is showing off all her curves. She's thick exactly where she intends to be.

Her black hair is done to perfection and compliments her beautiful even skin that has the lightest touch of makeup. She walks so gracefully like she isn't just wearing five inch heels.

She's so gorgeous.

“Miss Roux, with all due respect, I'll have to ask you to leave. I’ve been strictly told to not let anyone in.” Eric says to her politely while trying to block her way inside.

I'm glad he's still here. He's so professional and nice. The trio has replaced half of the staff and since Eric passed the checklist of a gentleman —having a long term partner, kids, good behavior and no charges on his name— he wasn't transferred.

She smacks away his arm that was in her way and gives him a nasty look. “Dare step in front of me again and I'll tell Zephyr to skin you alive.”

“I'm just doing my job. They wouldn’t like it if you disobey-” She cuts him off.

“Whatever this new rule is, it doesn't apply to me, connard. I come here when I want.” She tosses her hair back with an attitude.

Just then, she finally notices me and her eyebrows furrow. She takes off her thick shades to double take me. When she's processed whatever she was thinking, she instantly rushes to me.

“Who are you?” She asks.

“Miss Kostas. She’s their guest.” Eric replied for me.

“Hi.” I said politely and gave her a small wave.

“How do you know them?” She decided to skip on formalities.

“We're friends.” What else was I supposed to say?

I can't tell anyone that one of them is my sperm donor. It would be a security concern if someone knows I'm related to billionaires. So it only leaves one option which I opted for.

“Friends how?” She asked with her face showing pure confusion.

“We met at a party.” Was I making the story worse with each reply?

“And they brought you here?” Her eyes widened with her own conclusion.

I understood exactly what she was thinking and a scowl formed on my face at her assumptions. The trio must be really characterless in her eyes for her to think that there wasn't any other reasoning to it.

“You haven't even introduced yourself and you're interrogating me. Mind if I know why you're so interested in my presence here?” I asked, giving her a bored look.

She completely ignored my words again. “How old are you?”

Her face had lines of concern now. It looked like she was actually disgusted by her thoughts and wanted it to be false. She didn't seem bad so I decided to give her one last answer.

“Sixteen. Now my turn.” I declare. “Tell me who you are.”

She gasped at my age and shook her head in disbelief. “How long have you been here?”

“Around ten days. Why?” I got irritated by her back to back questions. “Will you tell who the fuck you are? And why are you here?”

Before she could say anything we both heard a deep voice and turned towards the hallway to see the person. It was the brother who stayed home to do black magic on my grandpa. They all take turns to work from home and today was the middle child’s day.

“Natellie,” Zephyr said with the most formal voice.

She gulped seeing him and straightened up to look more poised. She elegantly walked towards him and draped an arm around his middle.

“Zephyr, I missed you.” She said and pecked his lips.

He didn't stop her. But he didn't reciprocate either. He simply looked at her with sharp eyes then back at me. He was assessing the situation, trying to find out whether I told her anything or not.

“Fuck! You have a girlfriend?” I blurt out in disbelief.

I don't know where the emotions came from but I was hating how he didn't tell me about her. He didn't have to but I wanted to know. I don't understand why he would hide that. It's not like I'm gonna try to poison her mind telling her every damn thing this asshole does.

On second thought, it doesn't seem to be a bad idea.

She should know the type of heartless fucker she has chosen for herself.

“She isn't my girlfriend.” There goes my plan to break them off.

“Oh so you're saying you kiss all of your friends on the lips?” I said, giving him a disgusted look.

He looked at Eric then back at me. “Both of you, leave.” He ordered.

While Eric was cool with it and left without a word, I stayed. I wasn't going without getting answers that for some reason I think are my right.

“No. Introduce us. Who is she?” I said, giving him a bright smile, acting good in front of her.

Zephyr narrowed his eyes at me, seeing right through me. He knew I was just staying out of mere curiosity and that I'm a sucker for gossip —which I am.

“No arguments right now, darling. Go to your room.” He orders with a clenched jaw.

“Who is she, Zephyr?” Natellie asks him hesitantly.

“None of your business, Nat.” He says rudely.

“Eww. That's no way to talk to your girlfriend.” I pointed out.

“I talk to her as I want. You go to your room!”

I was about to disagree when Natellie mumbles, “Zephyr, she's sixteen.”

He furrows his brows and looks at her like he doesn't have a single idea that she suspects a relationship between us. When he finally catches onto it he removes her arm from his waist and steps away.

“I think you should go. Get out.” He says not looking at her like it infuriates him.

“She’s a child-”

“I'm not answerable to you!” He cuts her off harshly.

She steps towards him and I admire her for her courage. I wouldn't dare to get near the beast when he's angry —especially since he's manhandled me twice.

“You guys always said you like mature women. If you've changed your mind, it's totally fine. You know there's plenty of twenty year olds at the club, trust me they look just like teenagers, you wouldn’t even know see a difference. And they'll know way better than her, they know how to please a man. I can send one of them here-”

Her voice was close to pleading with a fear lacing it. She knew that her words could infuriate Zephyr and it did just that.

“Shut the fuck up!” He yelled. “You think we have such a disgusting fetish? Teenage girls? Seriously? You know us for two years, use some brain!”

When he was about to close the gap he had with Natellie, I did a foolish thing. I stepped between them. I wasn't delusional to think Zephyr wouldn't stoop so low and hurt me.

But I still took the chance. For her. She was trying to save me when she thought I was being manipulated. She's a nice woman.

If my assumption is right, she's probably his fling which is why he's treating her so bad. And she's possibly affiliated or knows about some prostitution club.

Despite my earlier perception of hers, she wasn't jealous of me. She wasn't even possessive about Zephyr. She was ready to switch herself but her only condition was, he fucks someone that’s old enough to know what she's doing.

“Step aside, Athena.” He warns.

“Don't get involved in this.” Natellie whispered to me.

She grabbed my arm to push me out of the mess I had got myself into but I didn't budge. I hoped Zephyr would think of grandpa before laying a finger on me.

“She was just looking out for me. She didn't mean to offend you.” I tried being an adult and talking some sense into him.

“You better stay out of this. I'm tolerating you enough.”

“Please, Zephyr. We both know this was the only conclusion anyone would come up with. She won't do it again, just let it go this time.”

He kept looking at me for a few minutes. His breathing was uneven like he has some pent-up frustration that he wants to take out on us —girls half his size.

I sighed when he finally stepped back. But his sharp gaze found her again and he spoke ever so slowly in a low threatening voice.

“You better get out before I lose my control.”

She nodded and was about to leave when Ares and Hades appeared at the door. I don't understand how they're home in the middle of the day today.

“Ares,” She smiles at him like she is relieved to see him.

She walks towards him and does something I didn't expect. She pecks him. With the same set of lips that he just used on his brother. And in that brother’s presence.

I'm losing my mind.

“You didn't call for ten days. I thought you forgot me.” She whined like a little girl, even though she looked around the trio's age. “Did you?”

He drapes his arm around her waist and pulls her close. His other hand goes to the back of her neck that guides her lips to his. He gently kisses her before pulling away and pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

“We’ve been busy, honey. I'll let you know when we need you.” He replies, smirking at her.

“Can you please stop making out in front of a kid?” Hades said, irritated.

“Shit! Yes. Fuck!” Ares cursed and instantly got away from her. “I didn't see her there.”

“Would you mind leaving now?” Zephyr gritted through his teeth.

Natellie nodded and moved towards Hades. She gave him a quick kiss which he reciprocated but moved back in seconds. She mumbled a ‘bye’ to each one of us and left.

“What the fuck? You guys share her?” I gasped when she was out the door. “Eww!” I instantly realized my choice of words and tried correcting it. “I mean no offense to her. It's her choice if she wants three insufferable men. I'm all for polyamory. In fact I would love to have three guys at once,” I added so they won't think I'm judging anyone. I don't. It's not like I'm the best of people. “But screwing the same woman as your brother is so fucking weird. Aren't you disgusted?”

“Athena-” I cut Hades off.

“I thought you just banged that whore —the one that birthed me— because you were drunk and stupid teenagers —who probably don't get action— but you actually like doing it together.”

“We're not discussing our sex life with you. Shut up and go to your room!” Ares scolded.

“Fuck, why am I imagining it? One at the back, other in the front and where does the last one go?” I thought out loud. “Oh the bottom!” I exclaimed like I've just solved a mystery.

“I swear she's getting killed by me one day.” Zephyr said to his brothers with a clenched jaw.

“Athena, if you don't stop talking right now, we’re gonna punish you.” Hades warned.

I scoff. “I’d like to see you try.”

I did a quick scan of all the possible exits so if I had to run, I knew my way. These brothers are unpredictable and no matter what I do it always annoys them.

But even if they do decide to pounce at me, I’m sure grandpa will hear my screams. He's probably with the gardeners right now, discussing how to take care of our little backyard.

“I swear you guys are the filthy rich billionaires in those reverse harem books —except they are sweet to their girl.”

“We're not nice to anyone, love. You of all people should know.” Ares said mockingly.

I glared at him and he simply shrugged. Before I could think of something to hurt him in return, Hades spoke.

“Are you done now?”

“One last question, what label do you use? Is she like your girlfriend or something?”

I hadn't fully understood the dynamic between them and I wasn't leaving with an in-depth knowledge of the topic so I can update Tristan.

“She's not our girlfriend!” All three of them said in unison.

“Then what is she? Are you doing like a ‘friends with benefits’?” A thought crossed my mind and I spoke again. “She can't be your friend, you were disrespecting her when she didn't even do anything wrong. Is she a fling? Honestly she has a terrible taste if she chose you- Waittttt!!!!” I finally got it. “She's your sugar baby!”

“Shut up, Athena. Where do you even learn this bullshit?”” Hades asked, shaking his head.

“C'mon, tell me what are you guys?” I really wanted an answer, just so I can satisfy my need for gossip. “Is this like a situationship because you've been with her for two years now?”

“It’s nothing serious, we just meet her on weekends and pay a good amount for it.” Ares shrugged.

“So she is your sugar baby then?”

“She's a prostitute.” Zephyr deadpanned. “Happy? Now go get a life.”

My face dropped at his words. “I do have a life. And it's much more happening than yours. Atleast I don't have to pay for sex.”

His eyes became sharper and he exhaled trying to stay calm. If I've learnt one thing living here for so long it's that this man here has the worst anger issues. And he’s always the most fun to irritate.

“Athena I'm telling you this bullshit that you're doing, that you think is really cool, it's not right. It's gonna get you in big trouble one day. So get yourself out of it and stop hanging around in the wrong company.” He said seriously.

“I would rather die than take advice from you.” I said and turned around to leave but muttered one last thing. “You better pay her well for dealing with your tantrums.”

None of them replied back so I marked it as a win because I had the last word.

Not everyday in this hellhole is bad.