Marinette X Gabriel Novels & Stories

Gabriel said boldly. Xavier immediately walked over and kicked Gabriel square in the face. Gabriel spat out a mouthful of blood after the kick. Xavier, however, showed no signs of relenting. "Have you no shame? How could a man say something so despicable?" Xavier snarled. He felt that Gabriel was truly despicable for asking a 20-year-old woman to become a hostess. Gabriel pressed his hand over his mouth and remained silent, not daring to utter a single word.

Martha’s voice rose defensively, "You’re misunderstanding me!" "No, I think I finally UNDERSTAND you," Kimberly snapped. "You’ve been pretending to be helpful just to get closer to my husband." Gabriel stepped between them, his tone commanding. "Martha, you’re done here. I want you out of this floor. Tonight." Her face paled. "Gabriel, please. Let me explain. " "I said OUT," he repeated coldly. "You’ll move back to the guest wing. You’re not allowed anywhere near this room again."

Gabriel sat back in his seat, fingers tapping the steering wheel like a slow countdown. “You’re holding back,” I muttered. His gaze cut to me. “You sure you want the rest?” I turned to him, fury barely held back. “Don’t start now.” Gabriel sighed. “All right. You want the whole picture? Here it is.” He reached into the center console and pulled out a manila folder—thin, worn, creased like it had passed through too many hands. He slid it into my lap. “Silvano had two daughters,” he said quietly. “The younger one’s name was Mariah.”

Gabriel showed a bitter look on his face. “You know nothing, Xynthia! “I’m the only good man here!”

my monosyllabic word reverberated through the closed space with a growl and my mother and Althea spoke at the same time. "You have no choice." "Marwa, you will do as told and stop being so stubborn." "I can protect myself, I don't need their protection nor anyone's. I'm not some fucking damsel in distress that needs saving every fucking time," I growled throughout-fully done with this shit. "Ms. Xavier, for one fucking time in your life, listen and don't argue. We're not caging you. This is a mutual understanding and you, the twins, Enzo would be better if you're all in one place to be protected better," Gabriel said diplomatically.

she retorted, sticking out her tongue. "What- I am not gay, you-" he paused as though he just realized she was teasing him. From his position, he neared Maria, pushing himself toward her till he was no farther than an inch from her. Maria was glued to the chair, scared to move or even breathe, anything she did ended with the inhalation of his entire scent, it filled her nose springing up unholy sensations from the right places, there was no pretending the tension wasn't there for them both.

The door to my office opened and Gabriel shoved a red-haired woman inside. The woman protested the rough treatment, her eyes glaring daggers when she whipped around to face me. "Bastard... How dare you do this to me, after what you did to Xavier? I won't say anything... I'll never tell you anything" she screamed, trying to step closer to me, but Gabriel grabbed her by the shoulder and made her stay put. "I am only going to ask you once... " I paused, waiting for a name. "Sarah" she supplied, despite her indignation. She blinked as soon as the words came out of her lips, a confused look distorting her features.

Gaby inquired with precise ignorance. "She will replace you after you've finished the mission. She will be the best prototype of you. Let me introduce you two. Her name is Olivia Brianah, and Olivia, this is Gaby Sanroman. My wife." "Nice meeting you, miss. I've heard so much about you," greeted Olivia with the exact tone and voice as Gaby's. "Omg. She sounds like me. Do I sound like that?" Gaby thrilled. "It's a pleasure meeting you, Olivia. A real pleasure."

Gabriella's smile softened even more. It wasn't long before Xavier became unrestrained, prompting Gabriella to whisper breathlessly, "X-Xavier…" Xavier fixed her with a profound gaze, asking, "Can I?" Their hands were clasped tightly, and Gabriella felt the calluses on his palm, deducing that he had endured significant hardship in Crimsonir. She didn't push for anything since he said nothing about his trip to Crimsonir, though she was already privy to the fact that he had arranged for Amber's safe placement. Though they were a married couple, it was better to let things stay a little blurred.

Xander’s fake brother, Noah, suddenly asks him. Gabriel and I turn to him, and we see his irises are glowing with a bright honey colour as he keeps his gaze on Gabriel, whose eyes are faintly glowing red. A look of recognition crosses Gabe’s face as he smirks, nodding his head in approval while the rest of us are looking between them, confused.