Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 185: We Never Stood A Chance

Gabriel's POV

She was still standing there-fuming, heartbroken, stubborn as ever-and I couldn't even look at her without feeling like I was splitting in two.

This wasn't how I wanted things to go. I didn't wake up thinking I'd be the man pushing her into some twisted compromise. I never planned to dangle her dream in front of her like bait just to get her to do my bidding.

When she made it clear she didn't want this-when I saw how much she hated the deal, hated what I was asking-it made everything inside me burn.

But I had to. Because love didn't always look like roses and promises-it looked like sacrifice. Like doing the unthinkable to protect what little we had left.

She had no idea what it was costing me to sit there and play the villain.

God, I wished she understood. None of this was easy for me. Not one damn second of it.

My voice dropped. "How do I tell him that the woman he loves is also the woman I'm in love with? That I've already had her?"

The disbelief on her face was raw. "So what-you're choosing him over me? Just like that?"

"You think this doesn't hurt me?" My voice came out hoarse. "You think your heart's the only one breaking?"

She flinched, but her tone hardened. "It is, Gabriel. Because you're making the choice so damn easily. You're choosing him over us-over everything we were."

She didn't get it. This wasn't a decision. It was a slow, merciless undoing.

"It's not even about choosing," I muttered, almost to myself. "It's a mess neither of us knows how to fix."

She leaned across my desk, her face inches from mine, her breath warm against my skin.

I dragged in a tight, torturous breath. She was too close. Close enough to see the faint dark circles under her eyes-proof she hadn't been sleeping well.

Her hair was pulled back in a bun, sleek and intentional, drawing attention to the soft features of her face.

Her lips looked wet, like she'd just applied gloss. Parted slightly. Tempting.

God.

She was still the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen.

My body reacted before I could stop it—she always knew how to pull that out of me. It was like she didn't even have to try.

The way she moved, the way she looked at me... she awakened something I never could quite control.

"This is what you want?" she whispered, low and taunting. "For me to run back to Adrian? Seduce him... the way I seduced you?"

Her mouth brushed the edge of my jaw. My body tightened.

Be his

buried so deep inside her she'd never forget the way I made her feel... to fill every inch of her

was working. The image of her in Adrian's arms—his lips on her skin, his hands where only

right? Keep him

I fought to stay still. I didn't just want to kiss her until she was breathless-I wanted to bend her over this desk and remind her exactly who she belonged to. No one could touch her like I did.

in return, I get your son in line. No

in my mind, tormenting me. I wanted to tear

couldn't fight him over Clairessa. If it were any other man, it would've been a bloodbath. But not my

if I told him the truth, he'd never forgive me. I'd

You want business, no emotions? Then that's what you'll get. Cold. Professional." She reached for a pen and flipped through the pages. "Just tell me

hand shot out

hers. For a second,

our breathing filling the

yet." I closed

your lawyer

"I'll have her look it over. I'll get back

the door, glancing

daring undertone. "And

My heart clenched.

"The moment you dated my son... we never stood

didn't finish. Because we both already knew

a chance. And

slammed shut and a wave of emotions crashed over

grunted, shoving the

slammed against the

stalked toward the

held

it didn't.

had I just

clenched my fists, pressing them to the cold glass, staring out

could somehow will her

just offered Clairessa-my Clairessa-to my son like she was a bargaining chip.

a role he didn't even want? In a company I

did all

role as his father? Or was I just

a hand down my

against my ribs it

when she asked if she didn't matter. The brokenness in her eyes when she begged me to fight for us-but I was too

her. sŵnovel

what she could do with Adrian, how easily she could fake

a knife twisting

Adrian's lips on hers? His hands on her