Chapter 97: Let Me In

Clairessa’s POV

Chapter 97 Let Me In

Gabriel walked ahead of me as we entered the villa, his broad shoulders tense, his entire body still radiating anger.

“Gabriel,” I called after him.

He stopped but didn’t turn around.

I quickened my pace, reaching out to wrap my fingers around his elbow. He was warm, his muscles rigid beneath my touch. Slowly, I turned him to face me, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought it might shatter.

His face–God, his face–was a mess of bruises and fresh blood. A cut on his brow trickled crimson down his cheek.

I reached up instinctively, brushing my fingers over the cut.

He flinched. Pulled away. As though my touch burned.

A deep ache spread through my chest. He wouldn’t even let me comfort him.

Without saying a word, he strode to the bar, grabbing a glass with the same hands that had landed brutal punches just moments ago. He poured himself a glass of scotch. Then another.

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Chapter 97: Let Me In

The silence pressed in, heavy, suffocating.

I swallowed hard. “Gabriel, please… talk to me.”

Still nothing.

I stepped forward, reaching for his hand. “You’re hurt-”

He jerked away before I could touch him. My gaze dropped to his bruised knuckles.

“I’ve seen worse days,” he muttered, his voice hoarse, almost broken.

I stared at him, my heart aching. “That doesn’t mean you have to suffer alone.”

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He downed another drink, his Adam’s apple bobbing with the motion. The loud clink of glass hitting the counter made me flinch.

I fought past the lump in my throat. “I’ll find something to clean you up.”

Without waiting for a response, I hurried into the bathroom. My hands shook as I rummaged through the cabinet, grabbing a small first–aid kit. It wasn’t much, but it would have to do.

returned, Gabriel was still at the bar, staring into his drink as if it held all

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sparing me a glance before focusing on the glass

cut.”

“You’re bleeding, you’re drinking yourself numb, and you won’t even

through his hair, tension rolling off him in waves.

let out a deep breath

his voice softer now, almost like he was trying to convince

he pulled away, like he couldn’t bear to let

I choked out, “Then let me help you.”

time since we walked into the villa, his expression shifted. Some of the hardness in his face eased, and finally–finally–he let me

let me take his hand and lead him to the bed. I knelt beside

winced but didn’t

to it. Then, I reached for his hand, running a

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red.

behind his punches must have

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for Daniel–who had taken those blows and the pain he must be in–but even more for the man before me, the one who

searched inside the first aid box for a bandage

anything to wrap this,” I murmured, watching his

forcing me to meet his gaze. “I’ll be fine,” he

concern.

I hesitated before finally whispering, “Gabriel… we need

walking back to the bar like it was his only escape. He

control back there, Gabriel. And I refuse to believe it was just about an innocent kiss on the

Daniel. Or the fact that you let him close

me,” I shot back, my frustration beginning to build.. “It was a harmless peck on

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out a cold, bitter

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wasn’t just jealousy

onto the counter. “You promised me. No man would get close to

me, but I couldn’t let it show, so I held my ground.

break my promise,” I insisted, my patience running out. “And I’m not

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