Gabriel’s POV

Chapter 21: Resisting Her

I sat in the VIP section of the club, utterly exhausted as I forced myself to settle into the wild atmosphere around me. After the week I’d had, I thought a drink might help clear my head and distract me for the night. That was until I saw her.

Clairessa.

She was there in the middle of the dance floor, laughing, her body swaying to the music. Our gazes locked, but she acted like she didn’t know me, continuing to flirt and laugh with a man I didn’t recognize. His eyes were fixed on her plunging neckline, drinking in the sight of her. She wore a sky–blue gown that glittered under the club lights, enhancing her caramel skin. The dress clung to her curves, ending just above her thighs, exposing her soft, slender legs.

I knew exactly what he was thinking, and there was no way I was letting that happen. Not on my watch.

When he leaned in to kiss her, she pulled back slightly, but that was the last straw. My restraint snapped.

I strode over, my anger building with every step. I positioned myself between her and the man, towering over him at 6’4“. My presence alone sent a clear warning. He took one look at me and backed off. “Stay the hell away from her,” I growled. He muttered something under his breath and left quickly.

Turning back to Clairessa, I watched as she took large gulps from her Margarita, her plump lips hovering over the rim of the glass, taunting me.

“Mr. Storm…” she mocked, as if she hadn’t just driven me mad with jealousy. “What did you say to that poor man to scare him off?” She pouted playfully and tried to take another sip, but I snatched the glass from her hand before she could.

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I said, holding the glass out of her

yanked it back, her eyes defiant. “Mr. Storm, you don’t get to

a vulnerable state. And

against me, her nipples brushing against my chest, sending a surge of heat through

chest. A throbbing ache grew in my pants, and I silently cursed myself for being so easily affected. Did she know what she was doing to me?

saying?” she insisted, her fingers trailing up my arm as she tried to reach

alcohol for you.” I lifted the glass above her head and placed it on the bar, out of her

This isn’t the office. I don’t take orders from you here, so you can’t

through me, and I wrapped my arm firmly around her waist, pulling her closer. Her lips were parted, and the temptation to kiss her–just to shut her up–was overwhelming.

me, Mr. Storm, how would you like to punish me?” she whispered, her

have no idea what you’re asking for,” I growled, my voice thick with desire. She was pushing me to the edge, testing my control. Her boldness, her

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her until her skin turned red, to make her beg for more. But I couldn’t let her know the power she had over me. Not

here. Not now.

look around,” she continued, her eyes scanning the room. “This isn’t Storm Innovations. Nobody cares here. Everyone is acting on their desires.” Her voice was low, sultry, as she pressed her

I wanted her, right here, right now. But I couldn’t lose control. Not like this. “I won’t let myself be used for some childish game of

her voice biting. “Isn’t that what men like you

bastard who hurt you,” I shot back. The comparison angered me. I wasn’t like that. I might be cold and guarded,

hands moved

had made sure of that. Since her,

you,” she insisted, her voice soft but firm. “You hide behind your

I wasn’t afraid. I had trained myself

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kiss me,” she whispered, her lips tantalizingly close to mine. Her body was so inviting, her scent intoxicating, and I wanted nothing more than to give

with my employees,” I muttered, finding the strength

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