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 you've

at his words. The fire in his eyes

meant every syllable.

My voice trembled. "I don't know if I

if I just

something raw flashing in his

almost instantly behind

you'll leave," he murmured darkly. "But not before you tell him how

all sweet and wide-eyed, like

temptation."

say it like that," I whispered. "It

not?" His voice lashed out like a whip. "It's the truth,

and son are lusting after you? Your game

stood frozen, words caught in

jaw clenched, and he stepped back slightly, but not

to breathe.

going to submit your resignation on Monday,"

of the company and out of our

to scream. To explain. To beg him to take

job at Storm

was all I had left... especially

hard set of his jaw, the cold distance in

already let me go.

had

"Dad?"

away from me, running a

if trying to wipe

his brow furrowed, eyes bouncing between

confusion.

asked, his gaze flicking between Gabriel

evident.

his son, exiting

or a second glance.

back to me, concern flooding his

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

didn't look convinced. "Was he

softly. "He was

my face. "It didn't look

you, you

gaze away from him. "I already told you, Adrian, he

shrugged, and then glanced at the counter. "Alright then," he

you doing here,

smile. "I

lie there doing

again. "Still, you should take

raised his voice. "Gretchen!"

popped back in, her

her gently. "She's supposed to

before speaking.

on joining me

she could

the distraction."

walking over to the counter and grabbing a knife.

cooking, I'm helping."

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

my chest, and my

handle.

confession Gabriel had given me

I had to bring forward...

as I knocked.

called, his voice

stretched out on the bed, a laptop

dressed in a plain white tee

glow from the screen lit his face, and for a moment, he looked

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