All Chapters of Falling For My Ex's Dad: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

Gabriel’s POVMy phone buzzed.Clairessa: Mr. Storm, where the hell are you?I didn’t respond. I didn’t need to. I could already hear her footsteps, soft but fast, closing in at the end of the hallway.And then she appeared.Without a word, I stepped out from the shadows, grabbed her hand, and pulled her flush against me. Her back hit the wall with a soft thud as my body caged hers in. I leaned in, brushing strands of hair from her face, her skin warm and flushed.“I thought we were supposed to be discreet,” she whispered, somewhere between laughter and lust.“Forget discreet,” I growled, my mouth brushing the shell of her ear. “You’ve been paraded in front of my ex-wife like a goddamn trophy, and my son’s too blind to realize you’re already taken. I needed to remind you, and myself.”She smirked, eyes glinting. “Mr. Storm, jealousy looks dangerously good on you. But, careful… we are talking about your son.”“Screw my son.” I gripped her jaw gently, lifting her chin so her eyes met m

Gabriel’s POV Few Weeks Later “Jess,” I said as soon as she picked up, my voice tensed, “please tell me everything’s in place.” Her soft laughter drifted through the line. “Relax, Mr. Storm,” she teased. “Everything is exactly how you requested. The movers brought in all her belongings without a hitch. The interior team finished last night, and the stylist just wrapped up the closet. You should see it… it’s perfect. All of it. Ready for my best friend to walk in like a damn queen.” I exhaled slowly, but the tightness in my chest refused to let go. “I just… I want her to love it,” I muttered, more to myself than to her. “She will,” Jess replied, voice steady and warm. “Mr. Storm, you’ve obsessed over every tiny detail for weeks. It shows. And I’ve known Claire long enough to tell you, she’ll love it. Not just the surprise… she’ll love you even more for this.” I rubbed the back of my neck, pacing behind my desk. “Thank you. For helping with all of this. For keeping it from

Clairessa’s POV I didn’t expect to walk in on that. The sight hit me before I could even process it, Angelique leaning in, her lips brushing Gabriel’s. He jerked back instantly, grabbing her arms and pushing her away with a look of disbelief and fury. Then they both turned and saw me. My heart gave a quick, rageful jolt. It wasn’t jealousy, at least, not entirely. I saw the way he pushed her off, the anger in his eyes, the way his body leaned away from hers like she repulsed him. Still, seeing them in such a compromising position hurt just a little. But I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of watching me fall apart, even for a moment. We were in a good place, Gabriel and I. It had taken us so long to get here, and I wasn’t about to let his ex-wife disrupt what we’d started to rebuild. Gabriel immediately stepped away from her and walked toward me, his voice low, almost pleading. “Clairessa... I’m sorry about all this. It’s not…” “I know,” I said softly, cutting him

Clairessa’s POV I turned in his arms, breathless, lips parted, words stuck somewhere between my chest and throat. “Gabriel,” I managed. “This is too much. I thought it would be something simple. Just a temporary mini apartment or something…” He pulled back slightly, his lips twitching into that familiar cocky grin, though his eyes were soft, watching me carefully. “Do you know me at all?” He brushed away a tear I didn’t even realize had slipped down my cheek. “I told you I’d find you an apartment you’d love. And baby, I don’t do basic.” I laughed through my tears. “I don’t know if I can accept something like this… It’s not just a gift, it’s…” I couldn’t even finish the sentence. Without saying a word, Gabriel walked over to the table and picked up a sleek black folder. He returned to me and placed it in my trembling hands. I stared at it, then at him. “Read it,” he said gently. “I just closed on it this week. It’s already in your name.” My head barely had enough time to proces

Clairessa’s POVI woke to the feeling of warm skin and strong arms wrapped tightly around me, one draped across my waist, pulling me deeper into his body.Gabriel nuzzled into my neck, his stubble brushing the sensitive skin behind my ear.“Mmm…” His voice was rough, a little groggy from sleep. “I wish all my mornings started like this,” he murmured, his nose grazing my skin as he inhaled.“With you, smelling like sex, strawberries, and an intoxicating scent I can't quite place.”I smiled into the pillow, stretching a little under the sheets before curling right back into him.He smelled like clean soap and whatever cologne he’d worn last night after we both showered, now dulled and mixed with his natural scent. It was addictive.“I don’t know,” I murmured, letting my leg slide over his. “You sure it’s not just your cologne lingering on me?”“Maybe,” he replied. “But I like it better when I pretend it’s all you.”I rolled halfway onto my back to face him.His hair was messy, and those