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The room seemed to shrink, the air thickening with anticipation. Gabriel's gaze never wavered from Athena's, his eyes burning with an inner intensity. He suggested that they take a walk and Athena quickly agreed. She needed the fresh air, to clear her head, and heart. As they strolled into the moonlit garden, the soft rustle of leaves and sweet fragrance of blooming flowers enveloped them. But Gabriel's tone turned solemn, his voice slicing through the serene atmosphere. "Athena, I've come to realize my feelings for you go beyond pack allegiance," he confessed, his words dripping with vulnerability.

But that was an impossible wish. Gabriella took a deep breath and pressed down on the door handle. The door cracked open, gradually swinging wide. Meeting Aster's gaze, for some reason, Gabriella's eyes reddened. "Grandma!" She hurried to the bedside, grabbing Aster's hand, trembling. "Grandma …" "Good girl." Aster affectionately clasped Gabriella's hand in return. "Grandma doesn't blame you." At the moment, seeing the deer-like eyes of Gabriella, Aster knew what she had been worried about. This granddaughter, seemingly calm on the surface, was, in fact, the most sensitive deep inside.

And what disturbed her most was the reason he had given for this, when she had asked if he was planning to end the agreement or something. “I don’t want the next time to be as terrible for you as that day at the restaurant with me… Or with that arrogant son of a bitch you went on a date with.” Gabriel had told her, surprising her “When I finally take you somewhere, I want it to be special enough to make you smile… Even if it's just once.”

A sly smile almskt appeared on my lips. Gabriel studied me for a moment, then said quietly, “You’re choosing Desmond.” “I’m choosing autonomy.” “That’s not the same thing.” “It is to me.” Gabriel sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Italy’s not going to wait. Whatever Gabriel is setting up—it’s already in motion.” “I know.” “And if it goes wrong?” My gaze returned to Aria. Pale. Still. Alive. “Then I’ll adapt,” she said. “I always do.”

She is surprisingly knowledgeable about botany, and I find myself enjoying her company more and more. You know,” Celeste says, “Gabriel really likes you. That’s why he and Ralph always fought over you.” My heart skips a beat. “Really? I had no idea.” Even though I had suspicions, Neo told me the other day. But now that Celeste was saying it, it was real with a double check. I always wondered why Gabriel and Ralph had arguments, but now it was clear that jealousy made them do it. Celeste nods. “Yeah, he’s one of those guys who never gives up on what he wants. So, if he likes you, you can be sure he’s going to fight for you.”

*** Gabriel’s POV After I wrapped up at the office, I met with the Russians. It was a marathon of negotiations. Long and exhausting, draining every ounce of energy from me. But in the end, we reached an agreement: they’d have a stake in the Nyx pawnshop.Those greedy bastards couldn’t think of anything else to ask for!

To him, she was merely a pawn—someone to win his grandmother’s favor and strengthen his claim to the inheritance. He might even use her as a spy someday, feeding him information about his grandmother. Fiona wasn’t naive. She knew all too well that someone like Gabriel acted purely out of self-interest. He would only make an effort if there was something to gain—not because of some sudden familial affection. Gabriel had no idea that, in just a few seconds, she had already spun an entire drama of power struggles and conspiracies in her mind. “Good thing you know.” Gabriel’s cold, piercing gaze swept over her before he turned away. As he left, he slammed his fist into a nearby tree, the impact

His eyes serious but sorrow filling them. “What is it?” My voice is hesitant and I brace myself for whatever he’s about to drop on me. Gabriel takes a deep breath, pausing before he drops the truth on me. “I’m betrothed. To someone else,” he adds as if that’s not clear enough. I nearly double over from the pain that radiates throughout me. It hurts like a physical blow, knocking all the air from my lungs. “I’m sorry, what?” I manage to get out. “It’s not what you think, Avery. I know it sounds wrong but it’s just a business thing. I don’t love her. I never have and never will. It’s just that I’m indebted to her.”

Janet, Selena, and the other workers all breathed a sigh of relief after Gabriel's statement, and their fear instantly subsided. "Janet, what is the one food that you think me and my omega should have from this table since she's already complaining about being filled?" Gabriel calmly said. Janet stared into Gabriel's red eyes, and for once, she wished that she could read what was going on in Gabriel's mind. 'It's this fate trying to give me a second chance to back down from my plan. but I can't, or my grandson will die.' Janet thought. "Since you don't know, then we will just eat the Greek Chicken Pasta then." Gabriel said as he picked up his fork.

Though his voice was low and half-whispered, the glint from the corners of his irises was a telltale sign how furious the grand maester was. Gabriel the Faithful, who saw the maddening fury from the grand maester’s eyes, stepped forward as he pushed Michael the Loyal behind him – trying to convey to his leader to stop being stupid and to shut his arrogant mouth. “Please accept our heartfelt apologies, grand maester.” He bowed his head right after his wings vanished. His hands clasped together like sign of prayer as he closed his eyes. “We will accept any demands from the Ambivalent World especially from the Trilateral Court. Just ask for anything and we will gladly give it to you and your pe