Chapter 173: His Anger Burned Hotter

Claireessa's POV

Gabriel didn't look at me at first. His eyes stayed fixed on Gretchen, his tone calm

but laced with a quiet threat.

"Leave us," he said.

Gretchen froze for a breath, clearly uneasy. "Of course, Mr. Storm."

She slipped out without another word.

And then it was just us-Gabriel and me.

I barely had time to register the storm in his eyes before he crossed the room in

three long strides and seized my elbow-not painfully, but firmly enough to jolt my

heart.

"Don't get too comfortable in my house," he hissed. "You won't be here much

longer."

I stared at him, stunned.

Just yesterday, he'd been at my side, placing cold towels on my forehead,

watching over me like I still meant something to him.

He'd cared for me, staying by my side through the night.

And for a moment, I let myself believe-maybe something in him had softened.

Maybe there was still hope for us.

But I was wrong.

The anger was back-hotter, more intense. And I was foolish to think forgiveness

would come that easily.

"Gabriel, please," I said, trying to pull my arm free. "Adrian could walk in. This isn't

His grip tightened, forcing my gaze to his. "Don't worry about Adrian walking in,"

he snapped. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind. You've got him wrapped around your little

finger. Just like you had me."

"What?" I breathed. "No-I didn't-"

"You seduced him, didn't you?" he bit out. "Same way you seduced me."

"Gabriel, that's not fair-"

But he didn't let me finish.

He backed me against the kitchen island, his body crowding mine. His frame was

solid, burning with rage, his breath coming fast.

The heat radiating off him blurred the line between fury and something darker.

A rush of heat stirred low in my belly as I stood pinned-caught between fear and

the desire for the man who clearly detested me.

His lips hovered near mine, his voice a gravelly threat.

"I'm giving you twenty-four hours." His jaw clenched, his voice a low growl. "Tell

the truth-or you'll see a side of me

stuttered at his words. The fire in his eyes told

meant every syllable.

My voice trembled. "I don't know if I can confess this

it's better if I

expression twisted, something raw flashing in

behind a

"But not before you tell him

all sweet and wide-eyed, like innocence wrapped

temptation."

don't say it like that," I whispered. "It wasn't

His voice lashed out like a whip. "It's

that both father and son are lusting after you? Your

stood frozen, words caught in

clenched, and he stepped back slightly, but not

to breathe.

going to submit your resignation on Monday," he bit out,

"I want you out of the company and out of our

To beg him to

job at Storm

was all I had left...

hard set of his jaw,

already let me go.

itself had intervened, I heard a voice

"Dad?"

immediately stepping away from

wipe the moment from his

the doorway, his brow furrowed,

confusion.

going on?" he asked, his gaze flicking between

evident.

didn't answer. He stormed past his son, exiting the

or a second glance.

back to me, concern flooding

head, forcing a smile. "It's

didn't look convinced. "Was he yelling

lied softly. "He was just asking how I

my face. "It didn't look

you, you

from him. "I already told you, Adrian,

shrugged, and then glanced at the counter. "Alright

here, anyway? You

better," I said, forcing a smile. "I needed to keep

there doing

again.

raised his voice. "Gretchen!"

back in, her eyes wide with

"She's supposed to be resting.

speaking. "I

on joining me to

in before she could

the distraction."

counter and

cooking, I'm helping."

outside Adrian's door longer than I should have, trying to

my fingers shook as

handle.

the confession Gabriel had

The truth I had to bring forward... or

as I knocked.

Adrian called,

door slowly. Adrian was stretched out on the

his legs, dressed in a plain

lit his face, and for a moment, he looked peaceful.

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