Owned By a Greek god

**** MELINA P. O. V ****

“I have to sleep.” I said to pull up the duvet to the level of my chest.

“I know.” He said staring at me and I kept staring at him.

What are you doing here? I shook my head and cleared my throat.

“Two things, to be exact. The first is to show your loved ones that you care about them. I think we both agree on that. It was great.” I laughed at what he said.

“Nothing about us is the same. We’ll never be the same, all right?” I said and he nodded.

“I understand. You’ve been making it clear for a few days that you hate me.” He said this while sitting on the side of the bed.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“You should be hated. Sorry to say.” I said and he smriked.

“No, don’t feel bad. Because I never feel bad about anything I do.” He said smiling.

“Are you really that cruel? You don’t feel bad?” He sighed when I asked.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t feel sorry. I turned off everything in me that made me human.” He said looking at me.

“You shut down?” I asked with my brows raised.

“Don’t worry about that. The other reason I’m here is to ask you about the home for orphans. How did it go?” He asked.

“You act like you care about it. Does that mean you’re kind to kids?” I asked.

“I do care about kids, as long as they don’t bother me or my family. Everyone here has done something to irritate me. If they hadn’t, they wouldn’t be here.” He said.

“I’m also here because I hurt your mom in a roundabout way.” I said and he nodded.

“Yep! The worst thing someone did to me.” I sighed when he said it.

“Why do you still act like you care if you know it’s the worst sin? You should have already killed me or fed me to your men.” I said, and he let out a breath.

“I’m not sure. So, can you tell me about the home for orphans?” He stood up and asked, and I didn’t say anything for a few minutes while I thought about what Agnes had told me to do and how I should act when I was with him.

“Look for the good in him.”

“There is hope there. When our parents leave or leave us, many of us lose hope. We feel like the world doesn’t want us or accept us.”

“The orphanage home shows us that we aren’t alone and gives us proof of this. That we are still loved and can get another chance to be what we want to be.” I said, “Ma’am Rose, Harrison, remembering the orphanage home all over again.”

“If it made you feel so good, why did you leave?” I sighed when he asked.

“I was curious about what it was like to be outside those walls. I’ve spent the last 21 years of my life doing nothing. I wanted to make something of my life.” I said as I felt tears coming to my eyes.

“Was there any family that took you in?” He asked with his arms crossed.

“Not even close. People in the town said that my parents were witches, so nobody wanted me.” As the tears finally started to fall, I said.

“Are you the child of Mr. and Mrs. Powell?” He asked, surprised, and I said yes.

“I’m sure you heard the same things. We didn’t know we were so well-known.” I said that I was wiping away my tears and trying to smile a little bit.

“So, you left the home for orphans, and then…” He said.

“I ended up in hell. This spot.” He sighed when I said I was smiling.

He was going to say something, but I saw him pause and then his face straighten.

“So, what was it like to see my brother?” He asked, and I laughed at him.

“He was definitely nothing compared to you. When all you did was make me cry, he made me laugh. We drank champagne together, and he told me something that I don’t think is possible.” I said shutting my eyes.

He asked, “And what is that?”

“Your brother and I will talk about that. I am a secret keeper. I do it so well.” I said smiling.

“Why are you being so hard? Do you want me to push it out for you?” He asked in a voice that was scratchy, and I smiled.

“Since I got into this hell, you’ve been making me do things. I guess this is what I get for having witches for parents who are now dead. So it can’t surprise me.” I said.

“Are you not going to say that?” He asked with anger.

“Nope. Why don’t you ask your sweet, handsome, charming brother? He will tell you, of course. Does he love you?” I asked smiling.

Before he left, he just looked at me.

“Trust me, I’m starting to think about what he’s saying. He is very sweet.” I said, and he got mad and stormed out of the room, slamming the door.

I smiled because I knew he misunderstood what I said. He shouldn’t think that what I have for him is even close.

Ryan is an excellent person to help.

I smiled and turned over to go to sleep. At least I made a note of something for the first time. Agnes’s idea is starting to grow on me.

**** JASON P. O. V ****

I got up and left her room to go to Ryan’s room. When I opened the door and walked in, he was coming out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist.

“What’s up, little brother?” He said smiling.

“You look like you’re having a great time in the atmosphere.” I told him that I would walk up to him with my hands in my pockets.

“Of course. Why won’t I enjoy the atmosphere? My little brother threw me a party with a lot of pretty women who keep making me want to go back to who I used to be.” I smiled at what he said.

“What did you say to Melina about that?” He laughed when I asked.

“Little brother, I knew you wanted to talk about your latest catch as soon as you walked through that door. Please sit down.” He said it, and I sighed as I sat on the couch and watched him dry himself off.

“Look, Jason, I’m here to help you out. I’m not here to take your things.” He said and I kinda felt offended.

“Melina’s not my plaything.” I mumbled.

“Wow, that’s something new. That’s what you always call them. I want to help you because I’ve seen that you don’t think of her as one of them.” He said.

“Help me? Seriously? Because you keep fooling everyone, even though you’ve changed? Have you forgotten?” He sighed when I asked.

“Jason I don’t forget anything. I was told to leave because I was worse than you. But when I got outside, I met someone who made me think differently.” I laughed at what he said.

“It sounds like you think fairy tales are true.” I said mockingly.

“It wasn’t a storybook. She was the best thing to happen to me in my whole life. When I saw how beautiful she was, I fell in love with her. She didn’t do anything to deserve it, believe me.”

“I thought the deal was to use her and then dump her, but after a few months, I couldn’t do it. She made me change.” He said.

“So where is this angel that everyone is talking about? She ought to be here right now.” I told him, and he sighed, stood up, and walked to a table where there was a drink.

“She made me different, but not in every way. After telling her I loved her for a few months, I found out that she never loved me and that her one true love was one of my men.” He said.

“I told you they weren’t worth it,” she said. I said standing up.

“The right ones, they are. I was so mad that I killed both of them. I couldn’t think straight for weeks because my heart was all over the place. That’s why I came back. To stop thinking about her.”

“Even though it didn’t end the way I wanted it to, she still made me see things differently. And that can no longer change.” He said.

“So tell me how you plan to help me.” I shrugged my shoulders and asked.

“Hayley never told me she hated me, but Melina did, and she made sure I knew how much.” He said looking at me.

“Is that something good?” I asked.

“Yes, of course. She isn’t lying about how she feels about you. Even though she knows you can kill her, you can trust her feelings. Now I can see that you’re not even close to hurting her. The best one is her.” He said and I smriked.

“What’s the best one for?” I asked in a funny way.

“Don’t stress out, Jason. You will understand what I mean as time goes on. You don’t want to live like this.” He said.

“You can’t tell me how to live my life, big brother. Good night.” I said this with a smile as I walked out of the room and toward my room.

*** UNKNOWN PERSON P. O. V ***

“I think he is having fun with his brother.” I said angrily.

“We can’t get rid of him. For what Joe did to us, he was set free. He should pay. He shouldn’t ever be happy.” She said and I nodded.

“I get it. We just need more plans. Now that they are working together, they are stronger.” I said.

“That’s why we need to find someone who won’t be there 24 hours a day.” She spoke.

“Her Child.” I said looking at the papers on the wall.

“That’s right, their mother. We know that she never wants to stay away from her husband for long. She spends a few days with her sons when she goes to see them. When they aren’t with her, we can kill her.” She spoke.

“Jason takes care of his mother every day. That will mean the person will die.” I said.

“I don’t care! I want him to go through pain before he dies. He took away the most important thing I have. I’ll put everything on the line to make sure he pays.” She Said and I nodded.

“Okay. So, we’ll take the mother.” I said.

“Yes. The mother is ours.” She gave a firm answer.

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