LOGINGABRIELLE’S POV I didn’t say anything after Rhys spoke. I just stared at Damon, waiting for him to deny it. He didn’t. . My conversation with Barrister Keane suddenly made sense. A tight feeling settled in my chest, and it spread slowly, pressing against my ribs until it became hard to breathe. “Is he telling the truth?” I finally asked, as I put things together in my head. “Is that why you signed your wealth to my name?” His jaw tightened, but he didn’t look at me. “Yes.” “Yes?” I repeated, my voice rising slightly. “You’re intentionally putting yourself in a position where you could lose everything?” He finally held my gaze. “I know what I’m doing.” “And I know you,” I shot back. “You don’t stop once you decide something. You go all the way, no matter what it costs.” Silence fell between us again. I swallowed, trying to calm down, but the more I thought about it, the worse it felt. We had just talked about the future. About staying together. About cho
GABRIELLE’S POV My chest hit the table as Damon pressed my waist down with one hand while the other tangled in my hair. We were lost in pure ecstasy while gunshots rang out around us, but at some point, the noise faded, completely drowned out by my own pleasure. Then he switched positions again, turning me over and placing my legs over his shoulders. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. I felt him lightly tap my cheek. “Hey, hey look at me. Unless you want me to stop.” My eyes popped open immediately. “No… please.” Damon drove into me so hard it began to hurt in a way that felt so good. He ate me out after, and put me in so many positions that I lost count of how many times we both came. When we finally let each other go, I couldn’t help but fall into a short nap in his arms as we lay on the floor. Damon was still beside me when I woke up minutes later. He was wearing his jeans and I was back in my dress. His handwork, no doubt. I lifted my head and found h
GABRIELLE’S POVI cried out loud as he stretched me wide, filling up every inch of me as though my body was molded specially for his.Damon’s eyes still held mine, flooded with desire, love, and a little bit of patience—like he had all the time in the world to deal with me.As he fully settled inside me, he pulled me closer and latched onto one of my nipples.My hand ran through his luscious hair. “Ugh… yes…”His tongue teased the nipple, swirling around it over and over again before grazing it lightly with his teeth.I let out a loud moan.His cock pulsed inside me.He pulled away and just when I thought he was going to let me ride him, he latched onto the other nipple, still bent on teasing me.My body trembled in his arms.I wanted him so bad I could come from just my nipples getting sucked.“Damon…” I whispered his name.He let go of my nipple and wrapped one hand around my neck, pulling my face closer to his.“Beg, Gabrielle,” he whispered, his warm breath on my face and his eyes
GABRIELLE’S POVBefore my mind could catch up, I was already moving to my knees.I couldn’t even blame the injection for my reaction.What I felt had nothing to do with the drug running through my veins.I had watched Damon put a blade in the man who kidnapped me and make him choke on his own tongue just like he said he would.Heat curled low in my stomach as I watched him sitting there, his legs spread slightly, and his hands resting on the arms of the throne.He watched me like he was holding his breath and waiting for my reaction.I placed my shaky hands in front of myself, and I began to crawl towards him.His face flashed with surprise.He didn’t even need to ask me to crawl, but I wanted to—I needed to.I needed him to see my desire and submission.The surprised look on his face faded into something darker, sending a rush of warmth to my core.I had only one thought in mind as I approached him.To take his cock down my throat.I crawled up the short flight of stairs leading to h
DAMON’S POV[CONTENT WARNING: I NOW REALIZED I’VE WRITTEN WORSE SO JUST READ ON. ENJOY :) ]While my security, Rhys, and his men handled Rocco’s guards, I pushed past them and stormed into the building.I ran out of bullets in my guns before I could reach Gabrielle, shooting anyone who stood in my way without hesitation.I wasn’t familiar with his villa, and if I wasted time searching every room, it might already be too late by the time I found them.After giving one of the guards a proper beating, he finally broke and led me to Rocco.I let him scramble away for his life after that.I pushed the door open and found Rocco leaning over the wall, his body blocking my view.That was when I heard Gabrielle struggling and trying to pull away from him.Something inside me snapped.I picked up a dagger from the fruit table and drove it straight into Rocco’s back without thinking twice.I left it there, not bothering to pull it out as he collapsed to the ground.For the first time in days, my
GABRIELLE’S POVMy head was still throbbing lightly.I removed the needle from my skin, and observe the content in the syringe.Brandi had only managed to inject half of the liquid into my arm.I emptied what was left in it on the rug and turned to her. I didn’t understand what I had done immediately.Until the blood started spraying.Brandi staggered backward, her eyes wide with shock as her hand flew to her neck. The scissors was still buried in the side of it.A choking sound escaped her throat.Blood poured through her fingers and splattered across the floor.I stood there for a long minute, watching her face contort with shock and pain.“Oh God,” I whispered.She collapsed to her knees, gurgling as more blood spilled down the front of her dress.The black dress was still in my hands.It slipped from my fingers and fell over her shoulder, instantly soaking up the blood pouring from her neck.I stumbled back, my entire body shaking.Oh my goodness.A sharp knock came from the door.
GABRIELLE’S POV By Christmas morning, the heat from the night before felt like a foreign memory, replaced by a tight and hollow ache in my chest that refused to loosen no matter how many times I breathed. John’s death — even though the man was a rude fuck — only reminded me how fickle life wa
GABRIELLE’S POV They didn’t stop walking until the music dulled and the laughter became distant, swallowed by a narrow corridor lined with framed photos of people. We entered a well-lit room and Cassie released my arm first. Naomi didn’t. “Do you have any idea how bad that made you look?
GABRIELLE’S POV I looked around, dread crawling up my spine. I knew if I ever got close to my sister again, either one of us might end up dead. And it would most likely be me. Mrs Raymond noticed my reaction. “It was you I saw outside, right? Emily has green eyes and you have brown. The o
GABRIELLE’S POV Selene took a step further into the room, holding her hands together behind her back. “That was hard to watch.” She was referring to my fight with Anya but I ignored her comment. “There’s nothing for us to chat about,” I responded calmly. A sharp contrast to how I felt i







