Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 126: Mine To Claim Gabriel's POV Clairessa had disobeyed me. Again. I leaned back in my chair, fingers pressed under my chin as I replayed every moment of her defiance. She had ignored my calls. Then she made up sexcuse about working when she was out having lunch with Daniel-which turned out to be a lie. I had believed her, even when my instincts whispered that she wasn't being entirely truthful. Not just about Daniel. There was something else she was holding back, something she wasn't ready to say. I could feel it, but I refused to dwell on it. Because none of it mattered. I had chosen to trust her. Trust-a word that felt foreign, a feeling I hadn't allowed myself in years. I didn't trust anyone. Not in business. And certainly not in a relationship. But here I was, giving her the benefit of the doubt. I refused to bring the baggage of my last relationship into what we were building. Even though the thought of her with him still ignited a dark, seething jealousy within me- especially knowing what Daniel had done toin the past. I had walked in on him with Angelique, her head thrown back as she moaned his name, the sound echoing off the walls. That kind of betrayal burns itself into a man's memory, impossible to erase. Whether it was intentional or not didn't matter. After that night, I swore ! would never let myself get attached to anyone again. Never give anyone that much power to wound me. Untill 1 met Clairessa. At first, I convinced myself it was purely physical. That all we shared was raw, undeniable attraction. I had fought my feelings, convinced myself my body only desired her because of that night at the club. But having her nearevery day-seeing her, smelling her, hearing her voice and not being able to have her? It almost droveto the brink of madness. My body throbbed for her with a fierce, insatiable hunger. I needed her-ached to possess her in every possible way. And when I had my first taste of her-when her body melted into mine, when her breath hitched, when I heard the sounds she made as I explored every inch of her- when I took her innocence... I knew there was no going back. With every moment I spent with her, I fell deeper drawn to her like a man starving for something only she could give. Last night, I admitted it-I told her I wanted something real, something lasting. Something honest and true. That's why I wanted her to meet Adrian. My son was my world, the only family I had that truly mattered. If I was going to let someone into my life, into my heart, they had to be a part of his too. The thought sobered me. I never thought I'd let myself feel this way again-not after Angelique shatteredin ways I thought were beyond repair. She had torn my heart apart, leaving scars so deep I was sure no one would ever reachagain. But it was time. Tto let go. To heal from the past and break free from the trauma that had heldback. I had spent years locking my emotions away, keeping them under control. But not anymore. I needed her to see that I was ready-to let go, to move forward, to be the man she deserved. I wanted to open my heart to her. And I wanted her to do the same. I wanted to know everything. What made her laugh. What brought tears to her eyes. What she dreamed about. What kept her awake at night. I wanted her with me. Always. And when she wasn't, all I could think about was the next tI'd see her. She consumed my thoughts-the way she fit in my arms, the way her body responded to my touch, the way she looked lost in pleasure, gazing atwith awe as she cover and over again, as if I were the only man who could bring her to that peak. Fuck. I lived to please her-to watch, to hear, to feel every bit of it. She was afraid. I saw it in the way she hesitated, the way she second-guessed herself- especially in those quiet moments when she didn't think I was looking. I was pulling her into a world she'd never known-one where I was in control, where her pleasure was mine to command, where surrender wasn't just expected but inevitable. But I needed her to want it as much as I did. Letting her in, trusting her-it was a risk. One that could costeverything. Because I knew betrayal. I had tasted it, been shaped by it, hardened by it. And beneath it all, I still wrestled with my own demons, my own doubts. What if my past ruined this? What if I wasn't enough for her? What if she found someone younger, someone untouched by the past, someone without the scars I carried? What if one day she decided I was too much? Or worse... what if she went back to her ex? Fuck. The thought alone nearly toreapart. A dark, possessive fire burned through me. Losing her wasn't an option. No. I would make sure her body, her heart-her very soul-craved only me. Neededas desperately as I needed her. Belonged to me. Completely. And I wasn't about to let her go. She was mine. A slow smirk tugged at my lips, the urge to remind her burning deep. I pressed the intercom. "Sandy, let Clairessa know we have a meeting in my office about the next steps for the Gemia project." It wasn't a lie-we hadn't met since returning, and Serwas still away with Raquel. Execution was key. But that wasn't why I was calling her in. No. I needed to see her. To watch her wrestle with the pleasure still buried deep inside her. To remind her that ignoringhad consequences. To make her remember she was mine. That her body belonged to me. And soon, she'd be standing in front of me- trembling, aching, desperate for relief, yet still so damn defiant.

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