Chapter 67

Elio

“Gabriel!” I call after his retreating form. He braces himself before turning to look at me, giving me a cold, hard stare as he folds his arms across his chest. I smirk as I approach him, taking my time. I let my aura out a little, seeing him flinch. “A word,” I request as his shoulders sag, almost like he knows what’s coming. Judging by the way his gaze uneasily shifts to me, he probably does.

“Sure,” he mutters, veering towards another door down the hall of the hotel. It’s a smaller conference room and I click the door shut behind us as he walks to the window, looking out through the blinds before he turns to me. “I know what you are going to say Elio,” I hold my hand out to stop him as I see his lips press together in a frown.

“We’ll get to that … there’s actually something else that I wanted to ask you about?” I hesitate, running a hand through my short, dark hair as he looks at me intently. Not able to think of a better way, I unbutton my shirt as Gabriel stares at me, c