Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Clairessa's POV

Chapter 116: A Billionaire's Gift

Back home, I struggled to concentrate on the work in front of me on my laptop screen as Jess's nagging voice from behind kept breaking my focus. I clenched my jaw, fingers tightening around my pen as I stared at the screen, refusing to pay her any attention.

"Claire, you know I'm not going to let you work in peace until you spill... You didn't come home last night. That only means one thing."

I looked back, giving her my best mock-angry glare. "I already told you. I went out." My voice was steadier than I expected, but Jess wasn't buying it.

She hopped onto my desk, using her hip to shove my files aside as she made herself comfortable. Arms crossed, lips curling in disbelief. "Oh, please. We've been friends for a decade, and you've never kept a secret

from me."

Rubbing my temples, I leaned back. "There is no secret to tell."

Jess huffed dramatically. "Liar."

"Fine," I exhaled. "I went over to Gabriel's apartment. He invited me to a dinner celebration for the deal we closed. He cooked. We ate. That's all."

Jess arched a brow, skepticism written all over her face. "That was it?"

"Yes."

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A slow, knowing smile tugged at her lips. "I know what this is. You had a great night of wild sex, and now you can't even look me in the eye."

right.

Heat crept up my neck. "You're being ridiculous," I muttered, hoping to deter Jess-even though she was

"Am I?" She leaned forward, her gaze sharp. "I'm telling you, men like Gabriel Storm are dangerous. They get under your skin, make you crave them until you don't know how to breathe without them. They're intoxicating. One minute, you think you're in control, and the next, he owns you. Completely. And I only want to protect you."

Before I could respond, the doorbell rang. Relief flooded me as she slid off the desk. "I'll get it."

She paused halfway, turning back with a pointed look. "You've been saved by the bell. But this conversation isn't over."

let

for one of her lectures. Maybe she was right-maybe my relationship with

to stop now.

the apartment, filled with excitement. "It seems you have a delivery, and you might want

hadn't ordered anything.

to the door, only for my heart to stop the

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sat in the driveway, shining under the sunlight. A bouquet of deep red roses lay on the hood, with a

pointed at the uniformed delivery guy, then swung her hand toward the car. "This man just said this Aston Martin DB12 Volante is yours." "What?" I

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Oh my God!" Jess screamed, practically hyperventilating. "I think

delivery man approached. "Miss

nodded, too

yours." He gestured

out the paperwork, my brain

reached for the paper

delivery man handed me the

and awe, Jess was already circling the car, running

roses from the hood, inhaled their scent, then pulled the

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as she read the name. "Gabriel Storm. Freaking hell, Claire! He bought you a car!" She gasped dramatically. "Wait... did

hinted at a surprise when I asked him to return my

so lucky. Why are you standing there like you've seen a ghost? Take the damn

at the extravagant gift, feeling overwhelmed. This was too much. Too grand. A lump formed in my throat. "I can't accept this." Jess

this makes me feel indebted. What if this thing between us blows over? I don't

"You're overthinking it."

you the one telling me to end things with him two minutes ago? Because he's 'dangerous'? And now you

that, but come on, Claire-let's be real. You're not going to stop

"That 'old junk' was

it's saved your ass more times than I

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