Romans & histoires Elizabeth Afton X Gabriel

I know she is probably just passing through, but I am not about to let her leave now that I have her. A realization hits me, and I feel like a total idiot. Here I am having a full conversation about marking her and I don’t even know her name. “What’s your name?” I ask her. “Oh, awkward” She sings as she pulls away from me. Her cheeks blushing. “No, I didn’t mean anything by it. I just realize I didn’t know it” I tell her grabbing her tiny waist pulling her back close to me. “Hannah”, she says cocking her head to the side, and wrapping her arms around my shoulders. “Hannah,” I say pulling my hand from behind her back to shake her hand, “I’m Gabriel, but you can call me Babe, I mean Gabe”. She

A beeping sound was heard and a text dropped into her phone. It happens to be the same strange number and this time it says; *You just crossed your limits, Gabrielle. And I promise this time, I will certainly make you beg for death!* "What!" Gabrielle gasped sharply, she was about to halt on her track but she happens to bump into someone's hard chest. "Are you blind?!" The cold familiar growled, and Gabrielle quickly pulled away from the chest while she was stroking her forehead. It was Hidalgo!

She was afraid of the men she couldn’t stop thinking about—the dons who marked her like territory, who would set the docks on fire if it meant taking her back. And as if the thought summoned them, the sound came. Engines. Low, rumbling, growing louder. Elena froze. The southern convoy slid into the dockyard like a storm at sea—sleek black cars, tinted windows, tires hissing over gravel. The lantern light caught chrome and steel, and then doors opened in unison. Gabriel stepped out first, his grin sharp even in the dark. A cigarette hung between his lips, glowing like a star. He flicked it to the ground and crushed it beneath his heel without breaking eye contact with her.

Who sang while cleaning. Who kissed her forehead every night. This woman was someone else. Someone dangerous. Someone trained. Someone capable. Someone who lived a double life. Gabriel sighed. "Elena spent years infiltrating criminal networks connected to Genesis." Antonio looked stunned. "She never told us that." "Because she didn't trust you." Gabriel replied. Antonio couldn't even argue. Because he knew Gabriel was right. Gabriel turned another page. Then another. Then another. Years passed within seconds. Missions.

My eyes snapped open, and I handed the phone to Caleb with a smirk on my lips. "Now is not the time!" I mumbled under my breath, walking up to Ava, who had her eyes fixed on me, her brows furrowed together. I slowly plopped down behind her, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. "My princess, I love you!" I mumbled, my heart aching, but Ava pulled herself away, shifting slightly as she looked into my eyes. "Gabriel, you just heard it yourself, Caleb confessed, he killed them...so where is he? He needs to pay Gabriel, he can't go free, he needs to be arrested..." My finger moved to my baby's lips as I shushed her.

They were happy to have finally found them after all their efforts and stress. Without wasting any time, they drove closer to Gabby with the truck and executed their plans. As a result, Gabriella was thrown to the other side of the road and suffered brutal injuries, bleeding heavily and gasping for breath. Elena, on the other hand, flew onto the walkway after being hit by the truck.

" I don't see a genuine affection between the both of you. The Gabrielle I know would never say yes to anything unless it's business and also beneficial to her. I know that you both are playing a game, and I don't know what type of game it is but I'm gonna be honest with you, I don't see this working for you two." His words had sent shivers down my spine causing my heart to throb frantically. Those words hit the right spot in me. Why did he have to say all these? I cleared the phlegm in my throat that was about to choke me all of a sudden. Gab and I need to step up our game. I didn't want a situation where we would get busted in the middle of everything. I wanted us to make it look so real,

“ I know what I saw Ace. Gabriella Santoro is in New York. She’s back and if I need to shoot all of you for me to find her, I will.” Without a budge or hesitation in his eyes, Ace gripped the tip of my gun and pull it closer to his head. “ Shoot me. Kill me. But what will you do, Dela Vin? Search the entire city just to find the woman who doesn’t want to be found?” “ Ace,” Kenzo warned. “ Stop this bullshit.”

More targeted. On Gabriela? Once upon a time, Aidan had been a damn good DEA agent – before his alcoholism had cost him his badge – and part of what had made him good was his unfailing faith in his own instincts. And right now, those instincts were hollering at him to get Gabi away from these assholes and to do it damn fast. Morgan came over with her drinks order and Aidan started pouring, still keeping an eye on Gabi. She was standing back from the table, far enough to make him think that she also wasn’t too nuts about these guys, and her shoulders looked tense.

I had been to the Black family’s annual banquet many times. Tonight, though, was the first time I walked through those doors without the title of “Gabriel’s fiancée.” “Is that Erin? Why is she–” “Who’s she holding hands with? Isn’t that the Graham family’s son?” “Then who’s the girl next to Gabriel? What’s going on here?” Gabriel Black shot to his feet. The movement was so sudden that the chair scraped harshly against the floor.