Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 173

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

a side

fire in his eyes

meant every syllable.

voice trembled. "I don't know if

it's better if I just

twisted, something raw flashing

behind a

you'll leave," he murmured darkly. "But not

his father first... all sweet and

temptation."

don't say it like that,"

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

lusting after you? Your

words caught in my

and he stepped back slightly,

to breathe.

on Monday,"

want you out of the company

wanted to scream. To explain. To beg

at

it. It was all I had

it-etched in the hard set of his jaw, the cold distance in

already let me go.

if fate itself had intervened, I heard a

"Dad?"

away from

to wipe the moment from his

stood in the doorway, his brow furrowed, eyes bouncing

confusion.

gaze flicking between Gabriel and

evident.

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

or a second glance.

me, concern flooding his expression.

shook my head, forcing a smile. "It's

convinced. "Was he

was just asking how

my face. "It didn't look that

you, you can

gaze away from him. "I already

at the counter. "Alright then," he

doing here, anyway? You should be

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

lie there doing

seem convinced but sighed again. "Still, you should take it

raised his voice. "Gretchen!"

popped back in, her eyes wide

pointed to her gently. "She's supposed to be resting.

an apologetic look before speaking. "I tried to tell

joining

she could explain further, "It

the distraction."

the counter and grabbing a knife.

cooking, I'm helping."

I

and my fingers

handle.

Gabriel had

The truth I had to bring forward... or he'd do

as I knocked.

called, his voice

door slowly. Adrian was stretched out on the

his legs, dressed in a

glow from the screen lit his face, and for

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