章 82: The Elusive Billionaire's Wrong bride 9

"Raven?"

I frown at the sound of Grandma Anne's voice behind me and snuggle a bit closer, not wanting to wake up.

"Ares?"

My muddled mind slowly starts to clear, and I freeze when I realize that I've got a strong arm wrapped around me. Fragments of last night flash through my mind, and my stomach drops. Oh no.

I twist in Ares's embrace, waking him up, and he blinks slowly, his eyes finding mine as he smiles lazily. "Morning, drunkard," he says.

The smile melts off his face as he looks past me, and I let my eyes fall closed in shame. "Grandma," he says, his voice tinged with horror. His grip on me loosens. "What are you doing here?"

Ares sits up and pulls me up with him, keeping his arm wrapped around me. I raise my face hesitantly, well aware of what this looks like. My dress is on the floor, and Ares is in nothing but his gray sweatpants, while I'm wearing his t-shirt.