Clairessa’s POV

Chapter 3: Making Him Mine

I saw Gabriel heading toward a dimly lit hallway, one that I guessed led to the restrooms. My heart thudded as I realized this might be my only chance. Without overthinking, I followed him.

The hallway was quiet, the music from the main room faint in the background.

Halfway down, Gabriel must have sensed me behind him because he suddenly stopped and turned around. I froze as his intense gaze locked onto mine.

Before I could take another step, he moved swiftly, closing the distance between us and pinned me against the wall. His muscular body pressed hard against mine, his hands trapping my wrists above my head. My breathing quickened, trapped between him and the cold wall, his face just inches from mine.

“You again,” he said, his voice low and laced with amusement. His eyes locked onto mine, searching. “What are you doing here? Following me?”

For a moment, I couldn’t sp

The way his eyes held me made my head spin, and it wasn’t just from the drinks I’d had earlier. Instead of answering I leaned closer, brushing my lips against his as I whispered. “I came

for you.”

A sly smirk spread across his face as his eyes travelled over me, slow and knowing. I felt exposed, but I didn’t care. His look sent a shiver through me, making my body tremble under his hold.

“What’s your name?” he asked, his voice calm, but there was a certain force in it.

“Clairessa,” I replied, my voice a little shaky.

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Chapter 3: Making Him Mine

“How old are you?” he asked next, his eyes still on mine.

no… twenty–three.” The alcohol made my thoughts foggy, and I could tell

was seeing right through me. “You’ve been drinking,” he said plainly.

“I’m thinking clearly enough to know what I want,” I

that?” His eyes narrowed

I answered without

breath warm and tantalizing. “You don’t know what you’re asking for,” he

I countered, tilting my chin up. “I know what I see–a man who wants

want him.”

lips twitched into

give you

you chase after. I’m too old and

what I want–the danger,” I murmured, almost breathless now. His hard body pressed so closely against mine was driving me mad with

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his grip tightened on my wrist. “I’m giving you a chance to walk away, or I won’t be able to stop myself.” His

doubt crossed my

even when everything about him

softly, despite the rush

of my dress. The light

curve of my jaw. “Run

desire coursing, through me. I knew he was giving me another chance to run, but

a need no one had ever aroused in me. This was beyond the alcohol–it was all

mine, his breath mingling with my own as he spoke.

there’s

to his lips, full and tempting. I watched, craving more, as his tongue slowly swept across his bottom

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