Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 28: Untamed Fury

Gabriel’s POV

I held Clairessa’s hand tightly as we walked through the hotel lobby. She protested, telling me to let her go, but I ignored her. My emotions were raging. Seeing her with Daniel had set me on fire.

Out of all the men in the world, she chose to have lunch with him–my enemy. Daniel had always been a thorn in my side, constantly trying to take everything from me, even my ex–wife, Angelique, back when he had more money than I did. That was years ago, though. Now, things were different.

I had more power and wealth than Daniel could ever dream of. I had built my empire with sweat and blood, surpassing him in every way. Yet here he was, acting as if he could still take what was mine.

I tightened my grip on Clairessa’s hand, feeling her tremble beneath my hold. Good. Let her feel it. Let her understand no one crosses me. I wanted her to know how angry I was–not just for leaving the conference without a word but for walking out with him. For letting him make her laugh and smile while I stood there, burning with jealousy.

anger.

We stepped into the elevator, and the doors closed, locking us in. My control slipped.

I pulled her against the wall, pinning her in place. My breath came in harsh bursts, my vision clouded with

Her eyes widened, fear flashing across her face. But I didn’t care. “How do you know Daniel?” I growled.

Her breathing was shallow, her lips trembling as she whispered, “We met at the conference hall. After your speech, he… invited me to lunch.”

me?”

“And you just went with him?” I hissed, leaning closer, my breath brushing her cheek. “Without asking

“You were busy… I didn’t think you’d mind.”

I let out a bitter laugh, my chest heaving. “Clairessa, you must love pushing me.” My voice was rough and without thinking, I crushed my lips against hers, the kiss fierce and demanding. She gasped in shock, before parting her lips, and I deepened the kiss, swallowing the little sounds from the back of her throat. My hands moved up her body, pulling her closer, pressing her against me. I could taste her, feel the heat of her skin, the softness of her lips. I needed more of her.

To my surprise, she kissed me back. Her body melted into mine as if she couldn’t help herself. Her hands gripped the back of my neck, pulling me closer, as though she wanted more.

The elevator dinged, jerking us back to reality.

I reluctantly pulled away, but I wasn’t done. Not even close. I still tasted her lips on mine, and it wasn’t

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clouded by desire and possession. I needed her all to myself. I needed to erase every thought of Daniel or her ex from her mind and make her forget everything except for me.

second we were inside, I slammed her back against the door, my chest beating rapidly as I stared at her wild with desire. Her hair was a mess from our kiss, her lips

her again. My lips found hers again, this time slower but just as intense. My breath mingled with hers as I kissed her deeply, tasting every inch of her mouth as our tongues danced in unison. I trailed kisses

and desperate, my mind spinning as I fumbled with the buttons on her shirt,

eyes widened in shock, but I was too far gone

Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, her body arching into

her bra and freed her breasts

her hardened nipples between my

I…” she started softly, her voice trembling as she tried to protest. I silenced her words by lowering my head and closing my lips around

silenced her by lowering my head, closing my lips around one of her taut peaks. I sucked slowly, teasing her, before biting down gently eliciting a soft whimper from her. The sound sent a jolt of desire through me, making my desire burn hotter. I sucked harder, my free hand squeezing her other breast, kneading

love defying me, don’t you?” I groaned, biting down lightly on the taut peak. She winced, moaning from both pain and pleasure. I wanted her to feel what she did to me–the teasing, the torture. I wanted to own her body, to make her think

as I watched her body betray her. Her head fell back against the door, and

my voice rough with need. My gaze was intense as my hands slid lower, inching toward the waistband of her pants,

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her legs, to feeling how wet she was for me, when her hand stopped mine. “Mr. Storm, please stop,” she gasped, her breath coming in shaky gasps. The need inside me was crushing, but I knew I had to respect her boundaries.

my control slip and thrown caution to the wind. I had broken my most important rule about not having sexual relations with those

too young. It

her bra and fumbled to button her shirt, but it was ripped, and frustration flashed across her face as she clutched the torn fabric together. “You

collection, if you want,” I muttered, still struggling to calm

back, her eyes flashing with fury. “It’s about this-” she gestured to me –“this toxic, poor display of masculinity because you saw me having lunch with Daniel. Who is he to you? What the hell is your problem with him? Why

eyes dark. “You’re not to

going to stop seeing him because I said so. That’s all you need to know,” I replied, my voice hard. She laughed, the sound cold and mocking. “And if I

you’ll face the consequences,” I retorted, my voice harsh and commanding. “Don’t

Storm, you can unleash the fury of hell for all I care. That

a proud smirk. My breathing became hard and fast, and I felt a familiar throbbing ache. I wanted her again, this time with