All Chapters of Falling For My Ex's Dad: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Gabriel’s POVAs I approached Sergio on the golf course, I could already see the smug grin plastered on his face. His arms spread wide as he shouted across the green, loud enough for everyone to hear, “That’s the Gabe I know! Late, hungover, but still handsome as ever! I was expecting nothing less, and you didn’t disappoint!” I gritted my teeth, lowering my shades slightly. “Go to hell, Serg,” I muttered under my breath as we stood face to face. He knew how much I hated being the center of attention, and yet he never missed a chance to make me the center of it.Sergio pulled his shades up to rest on his head, his grin widening. “Don’t you just feel better already?” he teased, waving a hand at the beautiful golf course around us. “The sun’s not too high, the greens are perfect, and you’re here with me. Isn’t this just the perfect way to spend your Friday morning?”I gave him a tight, fake smile. “Yeah, sure, fantastic,” I mumbled. Though, as much as I hated to admit it, he wasn’t wr

Clairessa’s POVI sat at the edge of the bed, staring at my phone. Daniel’s text was still there, glaring back at me as it had been for the past hour.“Hey Clairessa, I hope you haven’t changed your mind about dinner. I’ll be waiting in the lobby at 7 PM.”I’d read it a dozen times, but it didn’t help. My fingers hovered over the screen, torn between typing out an excuse or just deleting it altogether. My life was already more chaotic than I could’ve ever imagined. And this text? It only added to my confusion.Daniel.He was every woman’s dream—a man who was sweet, thoughtful, and kind. He treated me like I was fragile, like I mattered. From the moment we met, he made his feelings known to me. His respect and gentleness should’ve been enough to make me fall for him. But they weren’t.And no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t feel the same way about him—not the way he wanted me to.I let out a deep breath, running my fingers through my curly strands. The problem wasn’t Daniel; it was

Clairessa’s POVDaniel's voice lowered into a whisper, almost as if he were confessing a sin. “One night, I invited Angelique to dinner, and to my surprise, she agreed. That’s when she told me her husband needed funds to start his company. They were struggling financially, and…” He trailed off, guilt etched into his features.“And?” I pressed gently, eager to hear the rest of the story, though I didn't want to spook Daniel. The name Angelique sounded familiar to me.“I saw it as an opportunity to get what I wanted.” His voice broke slightly as he clasped his palms tightly. “I offered her money to sleep with me. In exchange, I’d pay off her husband’s debt. And… she agreed.”My stomach turned. “She agreed? Just like that?”Daniel nodded, his gaze falling to the table. “She said she’d do anything to help her husband secure his dream.”Before I could process his words, the waiter returned with our food, interrupting our conversation.The dishes looked exquisite, beautifully arranged as if

Clairessa’s POVI stood in front of the suite door, fumbling through my purse with shaky hands, trying to find the key card. Finally, I found the card and swiped it. The door clicked open, and I rushed inside.Once inside, I slammed the door behind me and leaned on it for a brief moment, trying to catch my breath. My heart pounded in my chest as I gripped the door, ready to lock Gabriel out. I didn’t care anymore that he was my boss. I wasn’t going to let him continue playing these games with me—teasing me, making me feel something only to take it all away.But just as I shoved the door harder to close it, it stopped abruptly. My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when I looked down and saw his foot wedged against the door, keeping it from shutting. Slowly, I lifted my gaze and met his fiery eyes. Gabriel stood there, towering, his broad shoulders filling the doorway. His eyes burned with an intensity that both frightened and excited me. I knew I was no match for strength.Letting o

Clairessa’s POVGabriel's eyes darkened as he stared at me. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice low and serious. His gaze pierced straight through me, like he was searching for any doubt. I could see the struggle in his eyes— he didn’t want to take advantage of me, but the desire burning behind his eyes was also impossible to miss."I’ve never been more sure about anything or anyone," I whispered, my breath hitching as the warmth of his touch sent a shiver through me.That was all he needed. His lips crashed onto mine, and everything else disappeared. His kiss was deep and urgent, making my whole body tremble as I clung to him. My fingers dug into his shoulders, desperate to hold on to the intensity of the moment."Clairessa," he murmured against my lips, his voice rough with emotion, “If we do this, there’s no going back. You’ll belong to me—completely. Your body, your soul, everything. I don’t share."His possessive words sent shivers through me, but they didn’t scare me. If anythin