Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Clairessa’s POV

Chapter 15: Fighting Off The Monster

“Call me Marco,” he urged, his voice harsh as he stood in front of me. “I’m about to sink millions of dollars into your app. What do I get in return for my kind gesture?”

“Sir, the terms of your compensation will be detailed in the contract,” I said, trying to keep my voice professional as I took a few steps back. “You can’t be in the restroom with me. Please leave now. Your presence is making me uncomfortable.”

He closed the distance and leaned in, his breath hot against my skin, making it crawl with disgust. “I know girls like you. You act innocent at first,” he sneered, his hand brushing against my cheek. “But for the right price, you’d open those sweet thighs.”

Fury surged through me. “Mr. Marco, I’m not a prostitute, and I couldn’t care less about your money. If you’re here to collect some kind of repayment for your offer, you can fuck off,” I spat, my eyes meeting his now furious gaze.

“I love a good fight,” he smirked, his cold hands caressing my neck inappropriately. Panic rose within me. “Please stop, Mr. Marco,” I demanded, slapping his hands away firmly.

That action made him angry, and his smirk turned into a frown. His hands gripped my neck tightly, almost choking me.

“From the moment I saw you, I knew I would do anything to make you mine. I’ve watched you throughout your stay, and I know you want me to,” he growled, tightening his grip, making it hard for me to breathe.

“No, I don’t,” I gasped, revulsion surging through me as his tongue ran across my face. I tried to fight him off, but he was too strong.

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“Please stop, Marco! I’m begging you!” I cried, using all my strength to push him away, but he overpowered me.

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“No one is coming to save you,” he mocked. “This restroom is secluded, and Gabriel’s in a long meeting. By the time he returns, I’ll be done.”

His words terrified me. The confidence in his voice told me this wasn’t the first time he’d done something like this. I summoned all my strength and shoved him, trying to run, but he quickly caught me and pinned me against his body, yanking my hair painfully as he forced me against the vanity top.

aggressively

more, and I screamed, my

sneered. “The harder you fight, the more I’ll

me. Marco was a monster, and I couldn’t let him have his way with me. I pushed

your hands off me! Stop!” I cried,

restroom door swung open, and Gabriel stormed in, his face hardened with rage. “You bastard! You’re dead!” he roared, charging at Marco.

his fists connecting with Marco’s face in a relentless barrage. Each punch was a burst of raw fury, and I could only watch, shaking and sobbing, as Gabriel beat Marco with a vengeance.

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wanted him to pay for what he had done, I didn’t

But Gabriel shoved Rodgers‘ hands away and continued pounding

Rodgers yelled, but Gabriel

to get worse. Summoning my last bit

stop,” I whispered, my voice low and strained. That was all it took for him to pause. “You’re finished… see

the fear

hurt?” His voice pressed on, growing more desperate as his eyes scanned my body for any signs

soon as the words left my lips, the sobs followed, my chest heaving. The thought of almost being assaulted on what was supposed to be one of the happiest nights of my

and I sobbed against his chest as his strong arms wrapped around me, lifting

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sink into

Gabriel whispered, his hands cradling my face as our eyes met.

down my cheeks uncontrollably. “It’s not your fault,” I

this trip. It’s my duty to ensure your safety at all times. I regret leaving you alone. I knew Marco was dangerous, but I never thought he was capable of something so sick and depraved. I should never have brought him here or left you with him.” I watched as Gabriel blamed himself, the guilt clear on

hadn’t arrived when you did, that animal would have probably…

gone for a while. Then I found out Marco had left shortly after you. was wrong. I had to come looking for you, to make sure you were safe.” His hands tenderly brushed against my skin. “Tell me the truth, did he hurt you in

with

feeling ashamed as I withdrew from his touch. Curling up at the end of the bed, the memories of what almost happened replaying in my mind, causing me unbearable pain. I