Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 103: 1 Fucked Up Badly

Gabriel’s POV

A fucking cruel asshole.

Chapter 103:1 Fucked Up Badly

That was the best way to describe me after what I’d done to Clairessa.

I had fucked up.

Badly.

I knew it the moment I left her.

The moment I walked out of that villa, telling myself it was for the best. That leaving without a word- without facing her–would make it easier.

I told myself that maybe, if I put enough distance between us, I could forget her.

But I was wrong.

Because every second, every breath, every damn moment since I left, she consumed me.

I closed my eyes, and there she was–imprinted in my mind like a brand I couldn’t erase.

Chapter 103:1 Fucked Up Badly

Her soft moans echoed in my ears, the way she had begged me to take her, the way her body trembled beneath me, completely open and willing.

I groaned, running a hand over my face, trying to push the thoughts away.

But it was useless.

I could still taste her on my tongue, still feel the way she melted under my touch.

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more.

No matter how many times I took her, no matter how many ways I made her come undone, I still wanted

She had fucked me up.

I cursed under my breath, shifting in my seat as I felt myself harden, just thinking about her.

Clairessa wasn’t just another woman.

She was the only woman who had broken through the walls I’d spent years building.

And that scared the hell out of me.

I had spent years keeping people at arm’s length. Never letting anyone in. Never giving anyone the power

to hurt me.

But with her…

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I was losing that control.

And it scared the hell out of me.

So, I told myself it was better this way. That if I left, I wouldn’t have to deal with what I was feeling.

I spoke to Sandy, and she informed me Clairessa had called in sick today, but I knew damn well she wasn’t.

Just like I knew my “emergency meeting” had been nothing but an excuse.

There had been a meeting. But it wasn’t something I couldn’t have pushed back.

I let my jealousy, my anger, and my own damn ego drive me to run like a fucking coward.

And now, she wasn’t answering my calls.

Ignoring my texts.

And the more silence I got from her, the more it fucking destroyed me.

gritted my teeth, gripping my phone so tightly

had called. Texted. Again.

No response.

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had tried to be patient,

used to

flew across the

Clairessa…

ordering you to

I pressed send.

a few seconds

It rang.

And rang.

And rang.

No answer.

silence was

Fucked

heart pounding, my mind racing with a thousand

her way of punishing

hurting because

of the way I had taken her?

the spanking push her too

been

scared

she feel used?

hand through my hair, exhaling harshly.

to kiss her had nearly driven me to

1. me.

night, I was wild–off the rails.

had punished her body, teased and tormented her until

she begged me to

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swore she

she meant it

in her eyes.

had to

Daniel touching her, being

from me

her–truly facing her–meant acknowledging everything I had been trying to bury.

to tell her the

I did, I would mean dealing with my

sure I was strong

more terrifying thought crept in.

of losing

Fucked Up Badly

I had frightened her

if she

she was shutting

I fucking

hate me now?

wanted nothing to do

Or worse-

to forget me.

jolt of

No.

wouldn’t forget

fucking

to see her.

her

To fix this.

from my desk, letting out a deep breath in an attempt to calm

It didn’t work.

against the desk impatiently, my gaze

One last message.

Clairessa,

calls. That’s a

I waited.

Still nothing.

me, heavy

tense. Restless.

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Sat, 1