Camella arched her body as Gabriel trailed soft kisses along her neck, sending delightful shivers down her spine. “Goodness,” she rolled her eyes playfully, a smile creeping across her lips despite the heat rising in her cheeks.His hand snaked around her neck, his other hand gliding down her body to her waist, lingering at the edge of her lingerie. Camella felt a rush of warmth as he teased her sensitive spot, his fingers brushing against her skin, making her breath hitch. “You’re so responsive tonight,” he murmured, a teasing glint in his eyes.“Uhh, get to it already, Gabriel,” she pleaded, her voice a mix of eagerness and desire.He chuckled softly, clearly enjoying the moment. “You’re on pills, right?” he asked, his brow furrowing slightly as he met her gaze.Camella’s expression changed, a hint of hesitation flickering across her face. “No,” she admitted, her heart racing.“Why? Do you really want us to create another baby tonight?” he asked, surprised by her answer.“Yes,” she

Gabriel’s grip tightened on his phone as he heard the unknown caller’s cold, mocking tone. His knuckles turned white, and his eyes blazed with fury.“I ask again, who the bloody hell are you?!” he barked, his voice echoing through the room. Tamara, standing nearby, instinctively moved closer to him, her eyes wide with concern.The caller’s voice was taunting, almost amused. “Come here if you want to find your lovely wife and daughter, Gabriel….”Gabriel’s breath hitched, and his heart pounded. “Listen, if you touch a hair on their heads, I will destroy you,” he threatened, his voice low and deadly.“Shut up!” the caller snapped back, their tone hardening. “I will send you the address. Come there. Alone.”Gabriel barely managed to reply before the line went dead. He clenched his jaw, trying to control the rage boiling inside him. “Who was that?” Tamara asked, her voice trembling. “What’s going on?”Gabriel’s phone beeped, and he glanced at the screen. The message contained an address.

Gabriel clenched his fists, his mind racing. The room was quickly filling with smoke, the flames licking higher up the walls. He glanced over at Camella and Jessie, their terrified faces urging him to act fast. He had to find a way to save them, even if it meant facing the inferno. Vincent's mocking voice echoed through the burning building. "Don't bother yourself too much," Vincent taunted, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "None of us are leaving here alive."But Gabriel barely heard him. His eyes darted around, desperately seeking a way out. He stepped forward, only to be halted as part of the ceiling crashed down in front of him, blocking his path. The heat was suffocating, and the flames on the walls were now licking the high ceilings, spreading rapidly. Sweat trickled down his face, but his focus was sharp—he had to get his family out.“Give it up, boy. Your hero's journey ends here," Vincent mocked, infuriating Gabriel.With a roar, Gabriel turned and kicked Vincent hard,

Gabriel looked down at his hands, watching sparks and light flicker between his fingers. The same energy that had saved him from harm was now at his command. Walter, seeing this, closed his eyes, bracing himself for what he thought would be the end. Gabriel just watched him, his eyes unreadable. He then knelt down and gently placed his hand over a large burn on Walter's neck. The sparks danced along his skin, and Walter felt a warm sensation spread over the burn. When Gabriel pulled his hand away, Walter opened his eyes, slowly reaching up to touch his neck, gasping in surprise as he realized the burn was gone. Gabriel stood up, watching him, feeling a strange mix of emotions. It wasn’t just that he could heal himself or disappear and reappear at will—abilities he was still trying to understand—but now, he could heal others, too. He looked at Walter one last time before turning and walking away.Walter struggled to his feet, staring after him. "You… you just…" he began, but the word

During dinner, Gabriel picked up his glass, taking a sip before setting it down. He looked across the table at Camella, trying to gauge her mood. "Camella," he began, his tone calm, "I need to let you know that I'm going to the capital tomorrow. There's some business I need to check out."Camella froze, her fork hovering mid-air. "What? You can't travel tomorrow, Gabriel," she said, her voice edged with concern. "You almost lost your life yesterday, and now you want to casually leave the city?"Gabriel sighed, trying to keep his expression neutral. "I understand you're worried, but I need to go. There are important matters that can't wait."Camella’s face tightened with frustration. "No, Gabriel. I don't understand. You barely recovered. This isn't the time to go running off on business trips."Before Gabriel could respond, Tamara, who had been quietly listening, interjected. "Don't worry, Camella," she said, a hint of amusement in her voice. "He will be fine. I’m going with him."Ca