I was just getting out of the car when, out of nowhere, he grabs my hand, pulling it harshly. I’m startled by the action and I lift my head in confusion only to find his eyes blazing.“Where the fuck is your ring?” he spits, his eyes glaring at me.Shit! What the hell?I slowly look from him, to my
“Wife?” Milly repeats the words as if she just can’t comprehend them.“Did I stutter?” Gabriel asks with an edge to his tone.The whole room was now silent. Everyone who had been murmuring and pointing at me was now staring at the ground.I really didn’t need Gabriel fighting my battles for me. I’ve
With that, he links our hands, turns around and pulls me out of the room. The last thing I see before we leave is Milly’s fear. Her fear tells me all I need to know. Yeah, that investigation report isn’t going to be singing praises of her.We get into the elevator in silence and ride up. When it ope
Gabe.I stare blankly at the papers in front of me. I was still pissed. So fucking pissed. I mean who the fuck did Milly think she was, talking shit to Harper?Unable to focus, I push myself up and start pacing. My mind was running a thousand miles a second. I was thinking, trying to come up with id
Deciding to ignore them, I stand up once again, get my coat and leave my office. I knew I wasn’t going to get any work done, so why the hell should I even try?I text my driver asking him to get the car ready before jumping into the elevator. Minutes later, I’m in the underground parking lot.“Mr. W
Harper.The next morning, Gabriel was nowhere to be seen as I took my breakfast and got ready to leave for work. It was as we were getting in the car and I asked the driver where Gabriel was, did I learn that he had already left for work.This is the first time we’ve gone to work separately since I
“Yes, please” he answers, “Could you please collect the weekly reports from the departments. Due to yesterday’s event, I wasn’t able to get them.”“Sure, no problem. Let me just put my bag in my office, then I’ll get them.”I leave after he nods. Rushing to my office, I quickly put my things away be
His tone ensured that there was no room for argument. You either agreed or agreed.“Yes, Mr. Wood,” she stammers, fear etched in her face at the blatant threat.“Now, go back to work. We don’t pay you to come to work to make friends in the hopes of getting favors.”Her cheeks turn pink in embarrassm