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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her to my suite, my mind clouded by desire and possession. I needed her all to myself. I

door, my chest beating rapidly as I stared at her wild with desire. Her hair was a mess from our kiss, her lips swollen, her chest

mingled with hers as I kissed her deeply, tasting every inch of her mouth as our tongues danced in unison. I trailed kisses down her neck, licking the delicate curve just below her ear. Her soft skin made me groan. She smelled like vanilla, and it drove me wild, the

as I fumbled with the buttons on her shirt,

was too far gone to stop. “Gabriel,”

kiss, this one fiercer, more demanding. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, her body arching into mine. She moaned into my mouth, and the sound sent a jolt of electricity through

of her breasts. My hands unclasped her bra and freed her breasts to my eager gaze.

nipples between my fingers, watching as her breath hitched in response.

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 one of her taut

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 it as I wanted her to feel the depth of my need.

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

both my tongue and teeth, my other hand caressed her other breast, rolling the bud between my fingers. Pride swelled inside of me as I watched her body betray her. Her head fell

gaze was intense as my hands slid

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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

chest huffing, trying to regain control. I ran my hands through my hair in frustration. What had I done? I had let my control slip and thrown caution to the wind. I had broken my most

was too young. It was

to button her shirt, but it was ripped, and frustration flashed across her face as she clutched the torn fabric together. “You ripped my shirt!” she hissed, anger clear in her voice.

new one. An entire collection, if you want,” I muttered, still struggling to calm my breathing, my

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 are you so

my eyes dark. “You’re not to see him again, Clairessa,” I warned,

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 don’t?” Her

retorted, my voice

Storm, you can unleash the fury of hell for all I care. That won’t stop me from seeing

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