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... ehind Athena was, Eros didn’t really care, at least, not right now. Nothing could be more important than the goddess standing right in front of him: Athena.
Eros refocused his gaze.
"Ahem... Honorable Goddess Athena, what brings you to someone as weak, pitiful, and helpless as myself?"
He might admire her, but Eros had no intention of throwing himself at her feet like some slavish fanboy.
He desired the goddess’s body, not to become her lapdog.
Okay, maybe ...
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