Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

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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the glass out

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

puts you in a vulnerable state. And I don’t trust these men.”

body against me, her nipples brushing against my chest,

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

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the glass above her head and placed it on the bar,

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

around her waist, pulling her closer. Her lips were parted, and the

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

I growled, my voice thick with desire. She was pushing me to the edge, testing my control.

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take her somewhere private, to spank her until her skin turned red, to make her beg for more.

here. Not now.

sultry, as she pressed her body even closer, her breasts soft against my chest. The heat

inhaled sharply, fighting every instinct to stay in control. 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 revenge,” I said, my voice strained with the effort of holding back. “Or be your

her voice biting. “Isn’t that what men like you do? Use women, cheat on

them hitting me hard. “I’m nothing like the bastard who hurt you,” I shot back. The comparison angered me. I wasn’t like that. I might be

you are.” Her hands moved to caress my face, but I pulled away, stepping back. I couldn’t

guarded. I didn’t let people in. Angelique had made sure of that. Since her, I’d kept everyone at arm’s length, and I intended to keep it that

to you,” she insisted, her voice soft but firm. “You hide behind your office, behind your power. But I think deep down, you’re

not afraid of anything,” I growled, cutting her off. How dare she try to break down my walls? I wasn’t afraid. I had trained myself to fear nothing. Yet, standing here with her so close, maybe she was right. Maybe

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

don’t sleep with my employees,” I muttered, finding the strength to