ChloeI left a hundred messages for Gina, but she never responded to any of them, and I was worried about her. However, she was finally with the man she had loved for years - they could use some time alone. Sending in a SWAT team could wait.While I was still stuck feeling the same verve every time I thought about Gabriel Miller.What surprised me was when I started seeing him more often. I met him at the local supermarket where I usually got my supplies. He carried an ice cream container, and since I had no idea where he lived or if this market was a common place for him to get groceries, I found it of no suspicion.A few days later, I spotted him again in the mall where I went shopping and one late afternoon in the park where I loved to jog occasionally.Every time we met, Gabriel never said a word to me; he would nod his head or look me straight in the eye. But whenever our gazes clashed, I would recognize a daring smile in them. They invited me, challenged me. I felt the pull and
ChloeI found Gabriel leisurely sprawled on the couch in my living room. Could he look any more like he belonged there?“Can I get you something to drink?” I asked my guest awkwardly. “I’ve got some cold beer in the fridge.”“Sure.”I ambled to the kitchen and grabbed two bottles, passing one to him before I moved to sit on the sofa across from where he sat, with only a club table separating us.“Do you know why I’m here?” his voice sent a chill down my spine, but he needed not to explain.I stared as hypnotized as the water beads formed on the green glass before I took a gulp of the cold beverage, allowing myself a moment to relish in the bitterness that exploded in my mouth before I started talking.“I will tell you everything that happened and how I became involved. I have no intention of saying anything but the truth; what you’ll do with it is solely up to you.” I waited for his confirmation, which came as an intense gaze, before I continued.“As you probably can guess, I delivere
Chloe“Tell me you want me,” his labored breath tickled my earlobe as his tongue licked its brims, adding fuel to the fire that was already burning in me.“I want you,” I moaned in response, barely sane. If he continued with those ministrations, I’d die a quick and sweet death!His hot lips moved south to my jawline and further down my neck while his hands skillfully parted my knees to make a place for him to come impossibly closer to me. He slammed his hips against mine, and I felt his growing bulge through a thin layer of clothes that separated us and hurried to get rid of them.Strong fingers squeezed my thighs, causing me to whimper in expectation. As my hands and lips explored his delicious body, his tight muscles flexed under my touch, and I relished in the realization of the power I held over him.If I wanted, I could drive him crazy. If he didn’t make me go crazy first!One pinch to my butt cheek later, and the next thing I heard was the sound of fabric tearing; my blouse ende
Gabriel“Seriously, Mom? A party?” I frowned at my mother after everyone present at my childhood home congratulated me.When she called me earlier, threatening me with everything I held dear if I didn’t show up at the said time, I didn’t expect to see half of my extended family gathered around the barbecue in the backyard.Gemma rolled her eyes at me but failed to conceal a smile that hinted her always-perfect whites.“I’m not…”“You’re not twelve anymore, I know.” She giggled, not missing pinching my cheek, paying tribute to the tradition established when I was a teenager.I turned towards the loud bunch standing around the garden in groups, eating, drinking, and catching up. Smokey air filled my lungs, and as the musky smell of grilled meat enveloped my senses, I scanned the crowd and realized it was not such a bad thing to relax and spend time with the family.Even Vanessa was back from Paris. Hm.That only meant the ‘danger’ was over. ‘Spoiled brat,’ I snorted before joining my f
Chloe“Gabriel?” surprised to see the object of my every waking thought materialize in front of me, I opened the door widely and stepped towards him, only to have my senses engulfed in a strong smell of alcohol that surrounded him like a cloud. “Are you drunk?” I couldn’t help but ask as if I needed confirmation of his obvious state.Memories of the first time we met flooded my mind, and I flinched internally.“Not enough.” Gabriel’s answer was loud and clear, and it didn’t hide his displeasure. “It seems that no matter how much I drink, I can’t stop thinking about you.” The accusation in his voice startled me, and I stepped back inside, stunned by what he said.My ears must’ve been malfunctioning because what I heard could not be correct. I must’ve imagined it.I made one more step backwards, with my ears drumming with the sound of my rapidly beating heart. But it wasn’t caused by fear, no. I wasn’t scared of Gabriel; I could never be scared of him. Excitement and waking desire pushe
Chloe“Good morning.” A husky rumble echoed behind me, its potency making the fine hairs on the back of my neck stand straight.Startled, I turned around only for my eyes to meet the most mouthwatering sight I could imagine.There, in the middle of my spacious kitchen, stood Gabriel Miller. The man who spent the night in my bed. Again.His hair was disheveled, and his white dress shirt was half unbuttoned and hanging loosely from his broad shoulders. And those irresistible grey skies shone with a spark I failed to recognize.“Good morning.” I returned the same way, forgetting about the bacon sizzling in the pan.Gabriel shifted his weight from one leg to the other before pulling his hand through his hair, setting a few escaped strands in place.“I…” he said before focusing on something behind me. “It’ll burn.”I blinked in confusion, not understanding what he was talking about, but then the smokey smell of burning meat reached my nostrils, and I rushed to turn off the stove and pull t
ChloeCould a colder bucket of water exist in this universe to pour over me? No. It definitely could not.Could I ever have imagined that the man who launched me to reach unimaginable heights would crash me down to the ground mere seconds later? No. I definitely could not.All reason seemed to have dissipated from me as I stared into his eyes, trying to find a clue that he didn’t mean what he said.I swallowed the hard lump stuck in my throat, but the shame and embarrassment refused to go down.Cursing myself for allowing a spark of hope to ignite, I grasped the sheet and pulled it to cover my naked body. Was there a greater pain than watching a barely budded hope die a cruel and merciless death? I couldn’t imagine there was.As if Gabriel knew the dark thoughts overtaking my mind, he grabbed me by the hand and kept me close when I tried to get up. I wiggled, wanting nothing but to put as much distance between us as possible, but his hold on me was not wavering.“Chloe,” he roared, hi
Chloe“You smell like sex!” Simon goggled his eyes as he circled me like a wolf would stalk his prey, sniffing the air around me.His accusation caught me off guard, and I was late to hide it.“No, I don’t.” I tried to brush him off, not interested in sharing what happened earlier, and the fact that he was my best friend changed nothing.“Yeah! You do.” Simon persisted with his interrogation, but I wasn’t budging. There was no chance he could’ve known anything.I continued going through the orders Abby took during the morning as Simon peeked over my shoulder annoyingly.“You can choose to ignore me about this matter, but then I will never tell you how I know.” My head snapped towards him involuntarily, only to see him smirking devilishly.“Or I can just fire you.”“Oh, you would never. You cannot keep this house running without me.” he chuckled.“Simon!”“All right! All right!”At that moment, Suzy, Maya, and Frankie walked into the workshop laughing, returning from their break. Simon
ChloeTen months laterTaking the last stroll through the new workshop, I made sure everything was set in place for tomorrow.The big day was coming, and I was reaching my patience limits. Although I double-checked that we didn’t miss a thing and that the plan for the opening was followed to the letter, I still caught myself expecting a catastrophic flaw to jump at me from the corner and destroy everything I had worked hard for.But the arm that wrapped around my waist chased away my doubts. And the kiss that captured my lips took me to heaven.“You promised to take it easy.” Gabe scolded me as I dived deeper into his embrace.“I’m just checking for the last time. My new crew is coming in tomorrow, and I want no lags in the production.”To my surprise, Gabe chuckled and tightened his hold on me. “For someone unwilling to expand their business, you seem eager to see it live now.”And I truly was. Somehow, the push Simon made with intentional overbooking and the support I got from Gabe
ChloeDecember was kind to us.As if some higher power was watching over me and ordering the rain to stay away, the first ten days of the month were the best I remembered since I came to live in LA. Skies were perfectly cloudless, and winds were unusually mild; nature conspired to give me the wedding I desired - an intimate ceremony with only the closest friends and family members gathered on the beach behind Gabe’s house.Our intention to get married as soon as possible did cause a few questioning glares and assumptions about the reason for the rush, but Gabe and I didn’t care. All we wanted was to say our vows and take one more step towards the future we wished to build for ourselves.With the set date nearing, my nervousness grew. Was it cold feet, I wondered. No. It, most definitely, was not. What’s more, I couldn’t wait to be the lawfully wedded wife of Gabriel Miller. Because there was no point in waiting. Everything that happened to us from the moment our destinies crossed path
Chloe“I was wrong.” The calmness coloring Gina’s voice scared the hell out of me. “I shouldn’t have tried to kill Miller for driving my best friend out of the city.” My eyes were glued to her form as she swung the glass of champagne and bottomed it up before her mask of indifference fell off, and she turned into a fuming beast. “I should’ve beat the shit out of you for being so fucking stupid! What is wrong with you, Chloe? Giving up the love of your life because of some trust fund bitch!…”“Hey! I had not-”“Wait! You tried to kill my brother?” a giggle interrupted my futile attempt at defense, and I folded in front of two women who joined their forces against me.“Yeah. But unlike my friend here,” she pointed a finger in my direction. “Your brother stood his ground proudly!”Sighing in defeat, I leaned in the jacuzzi and relaxed into the bubbles, but I couldn’t help the memories from running through my head. Indeed, the clash of my favorite titans was epic - Gina aimed for Gabe’s t
ChloeI wasn’t sure what I expected to find when we arrived at my apartment, but whatever it was - it wasn’t there.There was no chaos, no debris left at the foundation of my building, no paparazzi lurking in the neighborhood. Everything was… normal.After we landed at LAX, Gabe drove us to my place. Conveniently, his suitcase was in the trunk, and he wasted no time unloading it, taking me up on my old offer to move in. I helped him unpack and hang his suits and shirts on the racks, and as we worked together, side by side, I wondered if we would always be like this because I didn’t want it to stop.Even when we shared the sink while brushing our teeth or showering while getting ready for bed, our moves were synced to perfection as we had practiced them for decades and not a mere few months. But I wanted it no other way. If this time we spent together was any indicator of how our lives would be, I couldn’t wait for the rest of it to come.~ ~ ~“Oh, boss! We didn’t expect you so soon.”
Chloe“Little bit to the left!” I yelled from the ground as I navigated Gabriel’s hand on the roof while he tried to clean the clog in the rain gutter. “More… more…! There!”If anyone ever told me that the most handsome man I’ve known would be balancing on the short ladder, trying to reach a pile of leaves and branches while I shouted instructions, I would’ve never believed it! What’s more, I would’ve laughed.But here we were.For three days after he put the diamond on my hand, we were doing chores around the cottage, fixing whatever needed to be fixed, and we talked. A lot.No matter how many times Gabe denied my accusation of being the biggest romantic in the world, his words and actions never disappointed me but only proved I was right.That was why I had such a hard time reconciling Gabriel I loved, with the one that wanted to marry Molly. Even imagining him being ready to settle for anything less than what we had was… not a pleasant thing to think about.Then again, weren’t we a
Chloe“Grrrh… just a few more minutes!” I snuggled deeper into Gabe’s chest, relishing the scent of his skin.A tempting groan sent shivers down my spine, arousing my still-sensitive body; the night behind us was scorching hot despite the smell of snow in the air.“We need to get something to eat.”At the mere mention of food, my stomach started complaining loudly, invoking a wholehearted laugh from Gabe.“See? I have to feed you.”“There’s no delivery here.” I couldn’t help but tease him about his inability to prepare a simple meal. “But there is some food in the fridge; I‘ll fix us something.”I tried to get up, but Gabriel’s arms tightened around me, pulling me impossibly closer, and I could do nothing but comply - I didn’t get enough of him to compensate for the time I was without him.Now that things between us were clear, the silence was comfortable again. Lulled by the slightly fastened heartbeats that resonated inside his chest, I let my thoughts float freely.But no matter ho
ChloeI didn’t remember falling asleep; being in the arms of the man I loved with all my heart did wonders for my sleeping habits. Without recalling how I ended up on the soft makeshift bed in front of the fireplace, I woke up rested and energized - with a million questions and a few apologies waiting.Panic hit me when I failed to feel his heat - could it all have been a dream? Was it just a symptom of my addiction to him? A part of coming down from the high and clearing him out of my system? But my fear was short-lived as the refreshing coffee aroma filled the room and reached my nostrils, chasing away my doubts.Gabriel was here. He found me. He came for me… he loved me.“You’re awake! Good.” He urged me to make space for him, and I shifted, leaning against the old couch.A moment later, Gabriel was nested beside me, offering me one of the mugs I accepted gladly.A few sips of steaming black liquid to clear my thoughts were all I allowed myself before I spoke.“I’m sorry, Gabe.” I
Chloe“I know you can hear me, Chloe!” Gabriel roared as I stood in place, petrified, unable to move. “I won’t repeat myself!”I was never scared of him, not even when he confronted me that first morning he woke up in my home. And I had to admit that wasn’t the most pleasant sight.But now? Now it was a different story altogether.The door separating us was no obstacle to the waves of rage that rolled off him and struck me, shaking the ground I was standing on. I shivered in fear and anticipation at the same time as I reached for the knob; there was no doubt in my mind that the thin wood would end up scattered around in splinters if I didn’t comply with his demand.‘Man up, Chloe! It’s not some psycho killer there, but Gabriel! The man you love!’ so I pulled the handle.My eyes landed on the fuming figure, partially concealed by darkness, adding more weight to the anvil pressing my heart.Waiting for no invitation, Gabe stormed inside and shut the door behind him, locking them swiftly
ChloeTo say that I regretted not coming to the lake more often would be an understatement of the year! Or at least hiring an agency to clean the cottage occasionally. Because this? This was a total disaster!If anyone told me before I arrived that so much dust could exist in one place, I would’ve laughed loudly! But the dust did not laugh back at me.Not wasting any time, I pulled the heavy curtains to the side, revealing windows and letting light in. Rain was still drizzling, but the Sun chased away the clouds, silently promising a change of weather.As I assessed my surroundings and planned what to do first, coldness seeped through my clothes and raised my skin in goosebumps. I shivered and remembered the basement; some dry firewood should be stored there.A few moments later, I was walking down the stairs of the place that scared the shit out of me when I was a kid. Today? Well, I would lie if I said I was indifferent to the creatures that could be hiding in the shadows. But someo