Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 198: He Was Drowning

Clairessa's POV

Adrian ran a hand through his hair, clearly at his limit. "I can't do this. Not with her condescending tone, not with this pressure. I can't keep running the same thing over and over again like a broken goddamn record. Fuck it. I'm out, Clairessa."

"Adrian-"

"You're either coming with me, or you're not."

My chest tightened. "Wait, okay-just calm down. How about we take five? Just a five-minute breather. We can work on another part later, okay?"

"No," he snapped, shaking his head. "You're not hearing me. I'm done working on anything today. I need space. This-" he gestured wildly between all of us, "—is too much."

And with that, he stormed out of the room.

"Adrian!" I called after him, taking a step forward, panic rising in my chest. He can't leave not now, not this close to the pitch.

But just as I reached the door, Nicole moved, blocking my path.

"Nicole," I said, glaring at her. "Why are you standing in my way? Move."

Her eyes glinted with something dark as she leaned in closer, her voice low near my ear. "I just want to know-what kind of hold you have on these men. Both father and son seem to hang on your every word. What is it, Clairessa?"

My lips parted, but she wasn't finished.

"I mean, sure—you're beautiful." She looked me up and down slowly, assessing me like a rival at an auction. "But not more beautiful than I am. And you're smart, I'll give you that—since I've worked with you on a few projects. But you're not smarter than me."

She stepped back.

"So what is it? The sex? Do you play innocent, then go full psycho in bed? Is that it?"

I drew in a deep breath, trying to suppress the fury clawing its way up my throat. I was one second-one-away from slapping her.

Don't. Not here. Not now.

I swallowed it down, barely keeping myself together.

"Nicole," I said through clenched teeth, "if you don't move, I swear I'll make you regret it."

She laughed, bitter and bold. "What? You'll send Mr. Storm after me?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," I said flatly.

"Oh, come on." She rolled her eyes. "There's no one else here. Just you and me. Quit pretending. I know you're screwing both of them. Adrian's still clueless, but Mr. Storm? He knows. And instead of cutting you off, he tried to silence me—with a bullshit NDA. Threatened to fire me if I spoke up. That's low, even for you."

I didn't flinch. "Anything Mr. Storm did, he did by choice. I never asked him for a thing."

"Liar," she spat.

I tilted my head, a slow mockery. "You said you signed an NDA. That you can't talk about Mr. Storm or this whole twisted mess. And yet-here you are, running your mouth. Know what that means?"

I locked eyes with her. "If I walk into his office right now and repeat what you just told me... that's a breach of contract."

Nicole stiffened, a flicker of fear flashing in her eyes. Maybe now she'd finally back off.

believe that nonsense about me controlling both father and son," I warned softly, "then tell me what makes you think I wouldn't use

mouth opened.

dangled on her

taunted, stepping closer. "Go ahead. Say it. Say it

she clenched her fists at

get the hell out of

aside

me, but she didn't move

dashed to the elevator and slammed the button, my heart

buzzed in my head, but I shoved them aside. I didn't have

energy to let her voice

She could wait. She always tried to get under my skin-and succeeded too often-but

This was about Adrian.

to

On the verge of shutting down. If that happened, all the work I'd poured into helping him with this project would be wasted-and we'd surely lose the

out into the street. My eyes

There he was.

Adrian.

pockets, shoulders tense, head bowed,

"Adrian!" I called.

He didn't hear me.

again, louder this

Still no reaction.

Our eyes locked, and for a brief moment, something softened in his gaze. A tired, faint

out here,” I said, breathless from the chase

he murmured, rubbing the back of his neck. "I was... stuck. Didn't really

said, stepping closer.

mean bitch with a title. My dad's the one who pushed her onto the project-not you. You couldn't have

I admitted, swallowing hard. "But still. You're on

his around it like he needed

one can

Nicole. If

Ift hadn't been stupid enough to sleep with her, none of this would've

voice firm. "That's

on what's next-this project, your future

all it's been

like that's the

frowned. "What

you're always making sure shine prepping me, prepping yourself to make me look good... Sometimes it feels like you're trying to prove something. Or make up for something. And I don't

was right. I was hiding

to lie

He nodded tightly.

dad

immediately felt responsible-professionally, because I am. That's why

had. I want you to succeed. Not just

I

too. I

want to see you

looked at me for a long moment, then smiled-small, sad. “This is