Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 110

Chapter 110: Dressed Up Just For Him

Standing in front of Gabriel's door, my fingers brushed through my curls for the third time, making sure everything was in place. My little black dress clung perfectly to my body-short, simple, sexy, with just enough cleavage.

I wanted to steal his breath, leave him completely speechless.

Before I could press the button, the door swung open. A woman dressed in a tailored uniform greeted me with a warm smile. She looked like she was in her mid-thirties.

"Welcome, Miss Hartwood. I'm Jane, Mr. Storm's house manager." She extended her hand.

I shook hers, smiling back. "Please, call me Clairessa. Nice to meet you."

She nodded, stepping aside. "Likewise. Please, come in."

As I entered, the familiar luxury of Gabriel's apartment surrounded me.

The place was like a fortress-dark tones, sleek lines-a space as commanding as the man himself.

Jane led me through the hallway, then stopped. "Mr. Storm is in the kitchen. I'll leave you here." She smiled again before disappearing down the hall.

Chapter 110: Dressed Up Just For Him

Kitchen? My brow lifted. What was he doing there?

Thad been to Gabriel's apartment before, so I remembered my way around. As I approached the kitchen, I heard his deep, rich voice.

"In here."

I stepped in-and froze, Gabriel stood by the stove, stirring a pot of sauce.

The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing his strong forearms. The sight was shocking. Gabriel Storm, the picture of control and power, cooking? For me?

"Mr. Storm... in the kitchen?" I gasped playfully. "I would have expected a renowned chef."

He glanced over his shoulder, flashing that irresistible smirk. "Let's just say I wanted to make tonight more special by cooking for you myself."

Something in his tone softened me instantly. My heart skipped a beat.

"I never would've thought you could cook."

"There's a lot you're yet to find out." He set the spoon aside, turning his gaze back to the stove.

"Have a seat. Dinner will be served soon. Apologies-we're running behind schedule by fifteen minutes. Had an important call earlier."

“So particular and orderly. I love it, Mr. Storm." I teased, tiptoeing up behind him, peeking over his shoulder to see everything he was cooking.

his hands around my waist as he pressed

yet," I murmured,

and I can't help it... If you

slowly traveling down my body, pausing at every curve. The heat

look... breathtaking," he murmured, voice

I leaned in closer. "I dressed up

leaving mine. "And

want to help... What

His voice

you-"I tried to protest, but the look he shot me left no room for

"Sit. Watch."

dramatically, walking back and sliding onto a

Every movement-precise, calculated.

and chopped onions with ease,

man did everything with

longer I watched, the more

made cooking look...

he plated the meal.

vegetables,

the counter, arms crossed, his

for a second as I lifted the fork to my

hum, I gave him a thumbs-up. "It

expression played out on his face before he gestured toward the

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a towel. Thank you,

the counter, arching a brow. Now that dimer's over the distes are done...

as he reached for the

he handed me

more wins," he murmured, holding his glass

wins,"

you. For tonight.

thank you for giving us a second

gaze. "Mr. Storm, I have to say-I don't regret my decision

teased

eyes gleamed with amusement.

night goes." I giggled. "So tell me, where did you learn how

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