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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Chapter 15: Fighting Off The Monster

“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

I screamed, my voice echoing through the

sneered. “The harder you fight, the more

monster, and I couldn’t let him have his way with me. I pushed against the vanity counter, fighting back with everything I had, my screams echoing in the hope that someone might hear.

me! Stop!” I cried, my sobs growing more

Gabriel stormed in, his face hardened with

me, his fists connecting with Marco’s face in a relentless barrage. Each punch was a burst

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hated Marco and wanted him

Marco. But Gabriel shoved Rodgers‘ hands away and continued pounding Marco’s face until it was

kill him!” Rodgers yelled, but

I didn’t want things to get worse. Summoning my last bit of strength,

please stop,” I whispered, my voice low and strained. That was all it took for him to pause. “You’re finished… see you in jail,” Gabriel growled at

me, his eyes searching mine. I could see the fear in

me… are you hurt?” His voice pressed on, growing more desperate as his

managed to shake my head before saying, “No…” but as soon as the words left my lips, the sobs followed, my chest heaving. The thought of almost being assaulted on what was supposed to

strong arms wrapped around me,

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into soft sheets, realizing he had brought me to

our eyes met. “I should have

cheeks uncontrollably. “It’s not your fault,” I choked out through the

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

arrived when you did, that animal would have probably… had his way. So I’m grateful

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

right with me–I knew

suddenly 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 unconsciously