One Nightstand With My Billionaire Boss의 모든 챕터: 챕터 81 - 챕터 90

Gabriel POV I'm home… I open the big door of my house. It's still early in the morning on Sunday. The house's staff just started to clean up the enormous place I called home. I was planning to come back tomorrow because I don't think I can bear to have Isabella here without wanting her. Tomorrow is Monday and I have better control in the office. But I miss her so goddamn much. I hadn't texted her since the day they arrived in LA, but I kept texting Jack and Consuela asking about her. At this rate, Jack and Consuela might resign because they thought their boss was a loony stalker and suffered from depression. Every hour I texted them to tell me what Isabella was up to. Is it every hour? Okay (much) earlier than that. And I kept checking on my CCTV. If that is not a stalker, I don't know what it is. I don't have any responsibility to answer any question from my conscious brain.I asked Paulo to let Isabella choose her room. I even asked Paulo whether Isabella wanted to sleep in my roo

Gabriel’s POVI stride to the front door. The Mercedes is gone. Consuela and Paulo are on their way back to the house. "Who picked her up?" I ask them. My voice is slightly louder than usual. "I don't know, sir," Paulo answers me and Consuela shrugs, too. "Where is Jack?"Jack runs to me. He is wearing his sweatpants and T-shirt. By his look, it's obvious he just finished his workout. "Good morning Gabriel. Welcome back to LA," he greets me. "I want you to check whoever picks Isabella up. Check his background and everything. What is his job, how long do they know each other, what are his intentions toward Isabella, and how does Isabella feel toward him? Everything!" I ordered. My eyes are still on the road where the Mercedes went. Silence...I look at my people, all of them staring at me like I'm a loony. Just because I'm in no mood to be nice, so I raise my eyebrow at Jack. "Sorry Gabriel, I didn't know who picked Isabella up, and I didn't see the car's number either. ""Call J

Gabriel's POV"Because I never ask you," I chuckle and he chuckles, too. "Yeah, that's too. But the most important thing is I'm sure you will not regret it if you miss the chance.""What do you mean?" I raise my eyebrow. "Trust me G.. you will regret it if you let her go. And later you will regret it more when you realise you didn't give it a try. She's not like your previous woman, who looked at you based on your name and your net worth. Hell, she even saved your life in the meeting. Even though for sure she will get more money if she sues you for sexual harassment. And for telling everyone that she lost her virginity to you..." he chuckles and I can sense amusement in his tone. "Give it a try, G. Don't let the past cloud your brain. You are one of the smartest people I've known. I know deep down in your brain, you realise there is a big possibility of a happy ending between you and Isabella. You deserve a happy ending, Gabriel. After all the things that happened in your life. Fate

Gabriel's POV"Bring a coffee to my office now, Ms. Montenegro." I hung up. God, only Isabella can make me act like a child.I glance at her desk. She is still there, talking with the playboy. Worse, Braden Starck touches her shoulder. I almost got an aneurysm. I called her again. "To my office now, Ms Montenegro." I hang up even before she can answer me.This time she moves to my office, saying her goodbye to Braden Starck with a hug. What the fuck? She opens my office door and looks at me. "Do you need something, Gabriel?" she asks while coming closer to my desk."Where is my coffee?" I ask her and at that moment Anna, my admin, comes to my office with a cup of coffee. What a shitty time!Isabella raises an eyebrow at me. After Anna leaves the office. "Do you need anything else from me, Mr. Remington? Except a cup of coffee?" Wise ass! "Apparently yes, Ms. Montenegro. I need you to follow up on our Paris project. We are having some construction at Ie Chateau Dubois. Check on it and

Gabriel POV "Well, I need to go now, Izzy," Roderick says. His voice is a bit too loud for normal. Like he wants me to hear it. I stop on my track, but I don't turn around. I can't hear what Isabella says, but Roderick replies to her, "Take care of yourself, sis! Nice flowers, by the way. Maybe I need to buy one for my date as well." He laughs. Sis? Date? I spin around. Roderick gets into the Maserati. Isabella says goodbye to him and off he goes. She studies the flowers for a while and slowly glances up at me. Our eyes lock. And I notice the tears well up in her eyes. She swallows hard. I come to her in a long stride and hold her cheeks. "Don't cry, please. Don't cry." I whisper to her like a plea. She shakes her head violently; the tears fall from her extreme movement. "Why are you here?" She asks me in a whisper. Her eyes are pleading with me. God, she is so beautiful and vulnerable."I want to say sorry." My voice is heavy. I wiped her tears. "Don't cry, Sweetness. Please." I