One Night Stand With My Future Uncle In Law のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Gabriella's POV I stood up from the bed, walked silently across the carpeted floor, and stopped right in front of the door. I placed the palm of my right hand flat against the wood and rested my forehead against the cold surface."There is nothing for us to talk about, Davis," I said, keeping my voice loud and clear. "Go back downstairs and leave me alone.""We have a lot to talk about," he said. He slammed his open hand against the outside of the door. The wood shook hard against my forehead, and I pulled my head back fast. "You embarrassed me tonight. You did it in front of my mom, my dad, and everyone else at that memorial service. You made me look weak. You made me look like I have no control.""I didn't make you look like anything," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "You did that to yourself when you grabbed my arm in front of all those people.""Don't play games with me," he said. He raised his fist and hit the middle of the door with a lot of force. The wooden frame made

Gabriella's POVMy hands would not stop shaking.I sat on the edge of my bed with the torn fabric of my dress clutched against my chest and my whole body trembling. Raphael had left to get me water. My mother was downstairs calling the police. My father was pacing in the hallway. I could hear his footsteps. Back and forth. Back and forth. The sound was making my head hurt.But I could not stop thinking about Davis's hands around my throat. His weight on top of me. The look in his eyes when he told me I was his.I felt sick. I pressed my hand against my mouth and forced myself to breathe.I needed to hear his voice. I needed to know he was okay. I needed something to hold onto.I grabbed my second phone from the nightstand. My hands were shaking so hard I could barely hold it. I scrolled through the contacts and found Vincent's number.He answered on the second ring."Gabriella. What is wrong?""Vincent." My voice cracked. "I need to see him. I need to see Mariano. Please.""Gabriella,

Gabriella's POVThe heavy wooden door clicked shut behind my mother, and the sudden silence in the room was almost deafening. I sat frozen on the edge of my mattress, my heart hammering so violently against my ribs that I could literally feel the throbbing pulse up in my throat. My hands were trembling uncontrollably in my lap, and the left side of my face was burning and throbbing from where everything had gone down earlier. My mind was spinning at a million miles an hour, desperately trying to replay every single second of the last ten minutes. Davis. Vincent. My mother’s intense, sharp questions. The absolute look of pure shock and judgment on her face when she stood over me and demanded to know who I was having a secret affair with.I pressed the palms of my hands hard against my eyes, digging my heels into the floor as I tried to force myself to take a deep, stabilizing breath. But I couldn't think straight at all. It was impossible to focus on a single rational thought because t

Gabriella POV My mother slowly turned her head to look up at Vincent. "Is this actually true?""Yes, ma'am," Vincent said immediately. His voice was completely steady, without a single hint of hesitation or nervousness. "I have very real feelings for your daughter. I have felt this way for a while now. I genuinely wanted to tell Mariano about it first out of absolute respect for him and his family. But I completely understand if you do not approve of me."My mother went totally quiet for a very long, agonizing moment. She looked down at me on the bed. Then she looked back up at Vincent's massive frame. Then she looked right back at the open window behind him where the curtains were fluttering."Gabriella," she said, her voice dropping into an incredibly serious tone. "I am going to ask you one more time, and I want you to look me in the eyes. Are you telling me the absolute truth right now?"I hesitated. It was just for a fraction of a second, but it felt like a lifetime. My conscien

Gabriella POV My father went quiet for another long, drawn-out moment, looking back and forth between me and the massive security guard. Finally, he let out a harsh sigh and nodded his head slowly."Okay," my father said, standing up from his chair. "I am going to trust my daughter's judgment and give you a fair chance. But I want to make one thing crystal clear to you right now. If anything happens to my daughter, if she gets hurt in any way under your watch, I will hold you personally and legally responsible. Do you understand me?""Understood completely, sir," Vincent said, inclining his head.My father walked all the way across the room until he was standing right in front of Vincent, and he extended his right hand. Vincent immediately reached out and gripped it, giving him a firm, respectful handshake."Welcome to the family, son," my father said, though his tone was still very serious.I let out a massive, shuddering breath that I did not even realize I had been holding deep in