Gabriel Pov
Finally I got my angel. I feel like I got my soulmate. Last night when she went for her date I stalked her. When she was kissing that asshole I watched them coldly and I was raging. I got an opportunity to take her with me when she went to the restroom.
She was passed out for more than 10 hours so I was worried about her. When I entered her room I was happy that she was already awake. When she asked where she was, her voice was like honey to my ears. But I got furious when she asked where that jerk was and she dared to call me a psychopath.
I was more outraged when she tried to run away and on top of that she was worried about that jerk. I couldn't control my anger and I slapped her. I don't regret it. She needs to behave with me or else she'll be punished. No one dares to defy me, Gabriel Hamilton. I told her to get changed for breakfast and I sat in the dining room waiting for her.
After some time she descended the stairs timidly. She wore a simple dress which I had bought for her and it fitted her perfectly. Her eyes was red and puffy because of her crying. I hated that I made her cry. But she was being stuborn. She approached to the dining table and stood while her eyes were fixed on the ground.
"Angel look at me and take a seat." I said sternly. She looks up at me and took a seat. I was getting irritated as she was sitting like a zombie and not eating anything. I don't want her to fall ill. "Look angel I want you to eat. I told the maids to prepare these for you specially and I don't want any of these to be wasted." I glared at her. Without making any fuss she started to eat with trembling hands.
After some time I decided to tell her the thing I've been waiting to. "Angel when you finish eating I want you to pack your clothes, we're leaving for Paris in a few hours." I said blatantly.
She looked at me with shock. "Why...why we're going there. Plea..please I don't want to go. I..I want to go...back home." She pleaded. "Actually my business is not doing well in Paris. I've to control everything there. I don't want to see you out of my sight so I'm bringing you with me. Whether you accept it or not I don't fucking care. You're going with me period." I stated.
"But my....." she protested. "No but and I don't like when people go against my decision or the consequence won't be good angel." I said irked. She nodded and ran to her room. I swear I saw tears in her eyes. But I decided to not bother. In a few days she'll stop and will adapt to everything.
Amelia Pov
I ran to the room and slammed the door. I sat on the bed and cried my heart out. I really don't want to go to Paris. I want to return home. I miss everyone. I miss my momma. I sobbed loudly like a child. Even if I'm 18 I still cry like a baby.
I decide to go with the flow and start to pack or I fear he'll raise his hand on me. When we'll go the airport I'll try to escape one more time and ask for help. With that thought I wiped my tears and started to pack.
We were in his car heading to the airport. We both were sitting in the backseat. I felt very uncomfortable. Except my dad, Jonathan and Mark I've never been this close to anyone. He shocked me by putting his hand on my thigh. I was on the point of removing his hand when he stopped me. "You won't dare angel. I own you so I have the right to touch you anywhere." He said with a sinister smile and squeeze my thigh.
I was afraid to remove his hand from my thigh as he might hurt me which I don't want to happen. I signed and looked at the scenery outside thinking about my momma. She must be freaking right now.
After about one hour we reached the airports. We alighted the car and entered inside. Instantly I saw two security guards I decided to flee from Gabriel and ask for help. But before I could make a run he grabbed my hand harshly. I'm sure this would leave a bruise. "Don't even dare to do that. Anyway they won't even help you they know who I am." He warned me.
He then dragged me to his private jet and shoved me inside. I got a hold of myself and I saw him entering in. I went to a seat and sat there numbly. He then came and sat beside. After a few minutes the plane took off. As it was my first time on a flight I felt uncomfortable.
Suddenly I was rolled from my seat and was sat on Gabriel's lap. I put my hands on his chest to not fall on my butt. He wrapped his hand around my waist tightly and leaned closer. I started to feel uneasy. I tried to release myself from his grip but he held me tighter. "Angel, you're so beautiful." He said brushing some hairs with his fingers which had fallen in my face.
I could feel his hot breathe fanning on my neck. I tried to not lean closer. What he did after left me awestruck. He captured my lips in a deep kiss. I'm
ashamed that the kiss made me feel tingles. I tried to break the kiss but he tightened his grip around my waist. I gasped and he used this opportunity to shove his tongue in my mouth. I struggled a bit more and then finally he broke the kiss and we both gasped some air.I felt like crying. How could he kiss me forcefully. "Angel sleep on my lap. We'll reach in a few hours and I don't want you to be exhausted." He said calmly. I wanted to defy him and run away from his lap but he had a 'dare to defy me' look. So without any fuss I laid my head on his chest reluctantly and tried to get some sleep.
He wrapped one hand around my head and another one around my waist and kissed me on my forehead. I cringed because of his action. I closed my eyes with the thought of my family and Mark.
Amelia's POVWhen I awoke, I found myself in a moving car, lying on Gabriel's lap. The realization hit me—had we really arrived in Paris? The distance from home was overwhelming, and a wave of uneasiness washed over me. The unfamiliar surroundings and the knowledge that I was far away from everything and everyone I knew intensified my anxiety.Gabriel's seemingly considerate actions—letting me sleep on his lap during the flight and carrying me to the car—conflicted with the image I had of him as a cold and ruthless man. I couldn't let myself be fooled by his occasional softness; I knew the reality of the situation. We had arrived in Paris, a place I had only dreamt of visiting, but the circumstances had turned it into a nightmare."You are already awake? We reached Paris some hours ago. I didn't want to wake you up, so I carried you till here," he said, his tone attempting to sound gentle. I saw through his facade, understanding the darkness that lurked beneath his actions. He was a mo
Gabriel's POVFollowing the regrettable incident where I used the belt on her, I felt a surge of frustration. It was a move I hadn't wanted to resort to, considering she was the first girl I'd ever treated that way. Yet, her defiance managed to provoke me. I opted to dismiss the discomfort it caused me and framed it as a form of correction for her lack of obedience.However, I hoped that this experience had taught her a lesson, and perhaps it would negate the need for such methods in the future. With this idea in mind, I moved forward.Leaving the hotel premises, I attended a crucial business meeting. Yet, my focus was consistently interrupted by thoughts of her. Had she managed to eat anything in my absence? I assumed she must have ordered a meal, at least. The meeting, dragging on for hours, finally concluded. Given that we had already had an early dinner, I found myself not particularly hungry.Checking my watch, I realized it was already 6 p.m. Curiosity got the best of me, prompti
Amelia's POVWhen I finally woke up, the room was bathed in the soft glow of noon light. Gabriel was nowhere to be found, which was a slight relief. My stomach, on the other hand, was loudly reminding me that it had been a while since I last ate. With a rumbling tummy, I decided to take matters into my own hands and order some food.Picking up the phone, I dialed the number for room service, my fingers trembling slightly. "Hello, how may I help you?" the voice on the other end of the line inquired politely. "I'm staying in, umm, room 378, I believe, and I wanted to order some food," I replied hesitantly, not particularly skilled at conversing with strangers."Oh, so you're calling from Mr. Hamilton's Presidential Suite. You can place your food order with me, and we'll have someone deliver it to you shortly," the voice responded, carrying a distinct French accent.I proceeded to place my food order, keeping it simple yet filling. After hanging up, I waited with a mix of anticipation and
Amelia Pov The morning aftermath I woke up and beside me the bed was empty. I then cried my heart out. The sheets had my blood in it. My clothes were torn on the floor. I covered myself well with the quilt as I was feeling ashamed. I've turned into awhore. He ruined me. He raped me and I couldn't do anything. Never in my life I thought my first time would be like this. It was the worst nightmare ever. Last night when he finished using me he laid beside me and wrapped his arms around my waist before sleeping. But I didn't even sleep a bit. It's just I couldn't. He is a monster and will always be. Suddenly I saw him entering the room with a tray of foods. "Rise and shine angel. Look I've brought breakfast for us." He stated happily. But I looked away from him. I'm never going to forgive him for what he did to me last night. He came near me to give me a kiss but I pushed hi
Gabriel's POVIt's been a month since I decided to confess the truth to her. I couldn't bear the thought of her seeing me solely as a villain. So, I chose to reveal a part of the truth, leaving out the darker details that could make her hate me even more. I'm well aware of the pain I've caused her, and while my obsession with her still lingers, I've learned to exercise restraint.Over the past month, I've remained by her side, offering support without crossing any boundaries. I wanted her to see that I can change, that I can be better for her. Progress was visible – her fear of me was gradually subsiding, and she was starting to open up. I've been careful not to touch her in ways that would make her uncomfortable, allowing her to trust me at her own pace.A positive development is that my father has finally transferred all of his business holdings to my name. I am now the proud owner of Hamilton Enterprises, and my underground ventures, which remain hidden from her, continue to thrive.
Amelia's POV The situation was incredibly embarrassing. How could I not have realized that this elegant and luxurious room would belong to him? "Um...sorry, I didn't know. Don't worry, I'll find another room," I stammered, feeling utterly flustered. "No, it's fine. You can stay here. I don't mind," he responded casually. I simply nodded, feeling a mix of awkwardness and gratitude for his understanding. Without lingering, I retreated into the room's walk-in closet, selecting a simple yet cute floral dress to wear. Once dressed, I left the closet and noticed the sound of running water from the adjoining washroom, indicating that he was in the midst of a shower. Fighting off my boredom, I decided to explore the mansion. I gently closed the door behind me as I stepped out of the room and turned left, my curiosity piqued by the sight of another staircase. It led further upstairs, and my intrigue prompted me to ascend and see what lay beyond. Continuing on, I soon reached another door. J
Amelia's POVI found myself lying on the bed in Gabriel's room, lost in deep thoughts. The room was a mix of unfamiliar elegance and comfort, reflecting his complex personality.As I pondered over my current circumstances, I realized that being around Gabriel stirred up emotions within me that I had never experienced before. Whenever he was near, I felt an odd sense of security and a hint of affection. But was it genuine love? It wasn't that my family didn't care for me, but the revelation of their betrayal had shattered my trust.Amidst my contemplation, I also couldn't help but think about Mark, my first love. I had pushed him to the back of my mind during this tumultuous ordeal. I needed to see him, talk to him. The bond we shared was something special, something different from what I was experiencing with Gabriel. While my feelings for Gabriel were growing, they were complicated by the circumstances of my captivity.Mark had to be hurting, wondering what had happened to me. My hear
After a short drive, we arrived at a restaurant. Gabriel got out of the car and swiftly made his way to my side. He opened the door and extended his hand, helping me step out of the car. What a gentleman he was being. His arm rested gently around my waist as we strolled towards the restaurant's entrance. The place exuded elegance, and I found myself captivated by its beauty.As we reached the entrance, Gabriel tossed the car key to the valet, and the doorman graciously held the door open for us. His confidence and demeanor spoke volumes—clearly, he felt right at home here. Well, he did own Hamilton Enterprise, so that wasn't a surprise. I couldn't help but think how fortunate he was to have such wealth and power.An elegantly attired woman, donning a professional uniform and high heels, greeted us with a warm smile. "Welcome, Mr. Hamilton and Miss Hutton. Please follow me; I'll show you to your table," she said in a polite and practiced manner. As we walked behind her, I couldn't help