Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 164: Confronting The Woman Who Seduced Me

Gabriel's POV

"Which part?" I growled. "Dating my son? Or crawling into my bed, moaning my name like it meant something?"

"No one sent me."

"Still lying," I hissed, gripping her arms-maybe too hard, but I didn't care. Not now. I needed the truth. I needed it like air. "You don't just fall into bed with two men from the same bloodline by accident. So who the hell sent you?"

She writhed in my hold. "I'm telling the truth! Gabriel, you're hurting me. Please..."

"Not until you tell me the truth," I bit out. "This is mercy compared to what I'll do if you keep lying."

My fingers sank deeper into her skin. I shut down whatever was left of my conscience. I was done being reasonable. The truth was coming out—no matter the cost.

"I know you planned this," I growled. "Every move. Every kiss. You made me fall while you played your sick little game. So tell me who sent you?"

"I'm begging you," she sobbed, struggling against me. "Let me go, and I'll tell you everything."

I stilled.

Her eyes met mine-wide, wet, and filled with something that stopped me cold. For a split second-just one cruel, goddamn moment I saw her. The woman I once imagined forever with.

Clairessa. My Clairessa.

Fuck.

I let go of her arms, backing off just enough to pull the rage from my face-but not the threat from my voice. "Start talking."

Her eyes widened in fear, lips parting like the words were stuck in her throat.

I didn't soften.

This had to be a performance. Another manipulation. Play the victim. Draw me in. Not this time.

threat returned to my voice.

she said, her voice trembling. "I swear, I don't know where

come

to point fingers," she muttered, rubbing the red marks on her

you dare drag Adrian

him cheating-with Nicole. And I ended up finding

what the hell does that have to do with

revenge," she admitted, her voice cracking. "I wanted Adrian to feel the pain I carried. I was so consumed by it... I didn't realize how twisted it had become until it was

my lungs. My

me. She hugged herself, trembling, her back pressed against the wall like it might shield her

me—some desperate, pathetic part-had hoped she'd give me a better answer. Something redeemable. Something that didn't make

But no.

all a

a goddamn distraction. A tool she used to get her pound of

"So that night at the club... when you spilled your drink on my shirt and followed me into the hallway-that was

someone anyone. But then I saw you... and something pulled me in. I didn't know who you were. Not then. I spilled the drink because needed a reason to talk to

"Lies," I spat.

didn't find out who you were until my first day working at Storm Innovations-when you walked into the boardroom and introduced yourself. That's when

away, pacing like a man on the brink of losing it, dragging a

my hair.

every word from her mouth felt like poison —and the worst part? I

I scoffed bitterly. "Let's say I believe you. It still doesn't erase the

you lied. You played me while pretending this-us-meant

she said softly.

thinking about you afterwards. I couldn't fake what I felt when I was with you. I fell for you,

her. "Don't stand there and talk about feelings after everything

I lied. I know I hurt you. But Gabriel, the truth is I fell in love with you. And no matter how much I

me? Kept using me? Made me comfort you about a breakup-and the

I didn't even recognize the woman in front of me