Everyone turned to see Gabriel standing at the door, his expression stern. Anna’s confidence faltered for a moment. "I’ve got the truth now, Anna," Gabriel said, his eyes darkening.Anna chuckled, feigning calm. "What truth? There was no lie.""Really? Are you sure?" Gabriel's tone was challenging, his gaze steady.Anna glanced nervously at Marie before rolling her eyes. "Yes, I’m sure. Unless you’ve fabricated something to avoid your responsibilities to me." She raised her chin defiantly, a hint of a smirk forming. "I’d be disappointed if you tried, Gabriel."Marie scoffed, crossing her arms as she shifted her gaze to Gabriel. "Don’t even think about it, Gabriel. You’ve done enough. Anna is carrying this family’s heir, and I won’t have her stressed over your antics." She tilted her head slightly, eyes narrowing. "Treat her right, or there will be consequences."To their surprise, Gabriel chuckled, his tone mocking. "Heir? My foot." He shook his head, smirking as he took a step close
Tamara froze, her heart skipping a beat as she noticed a faint, glowing mark on the back of Gabriel’s neck. Her breath hitched as she recognized the dark crescent symbol shimmering there, a hue that seemed to flicker discreetly. Her eyes widened, and she instinctively covered her mouth, a wave of dread washing over her. "No," she whispered to herself, her pulse quickening. "It can't be..." The peaceful moment in the kitchen was now overshadowed by the unsettling realization that there was still more to the story, and whatever was coming, it was darker than any of them could have imagined.Gabriel noticed Tamara standing by the doorway, her eyes distant. "Tamara, is everything okay?" he asked, his tone gentle but curious. She quickly shook her head. "Nothing, I'm fine," she said, forcing a small smile. Camella glanced at her, sensing something was off. "Are you sure? Do you need anything?""No, really. I'm okay," Tamara replied, her voice barely steady. She turned and walked away,
The ambulance sped through the city, sirens blaring. Inside, Gabriel lay unconscious, his face pale and bruised. Nora sat beside him, her hands trembling, her heart pounding wildly. She couldn’t believe it. Just a few minutes ago, she had been angry at him, pushing his buttons, and now here he was, barely clinging to life after risking everything to save her. Guilt gnawed at her, thoughts swirling in her head. "Why did he do it? Why would he put himself in danger like that? Was he really willing to die to protect me?" Nora’s eyes filled with tears. She wished she could take back all the hurtful things she had said to him. "If he doesn’t make it…" she couldn’t finish the thought, but the fear was there, sitting like a weight on her chest.When they arrived at the hospital, paramedics rushed Gabriel through the hallway. A doctor quickly approached, checking his pulse, listening to his breathing, and assessing his injuries. He looked grave. "Take him to the ICU, immediately," he instru
The doctor led them to an open space with a few rows of chairs placed under a shaded area. The breeze was light, rustling through the leaves, creating a peaceful ambience that sharply contrasted with their minds' tension. Wait here until the nurses finish dressing his bruises," he said, nodding at them before walking away. They sat down, but their expressions were anything but relaxed.Tamara kept glancing at the ward, eyes darting toward the door. When she saw one of the nurses exit, followed by the other, she took her chance. Quietly, she slipped away from the group and went to Gabriel's room. When she entered, she found Gabriel staring down at himself, his brow furrowed in confusion. "Gabriel," she said softly.He looked up, relief and bewilderment washing over his face. "Tamara, what happened to me?""You… had an accident. Forgotten?""I know that. But… I should be feeling sore, right? I mean, it was a pretty bad crash. Yet, I don’t feel any internal pain, no dizziness. It’s lik
Later that evening, Gabriel, along with his parents, Camella, Tamara and Jessie, arrived at Camella's family house for dinner. The door opened, and Mikelson and Nora stood there, smiling warmly. Aliyah joined them, her eyes lighting up when she saw Gabriel.“So good to see you here again, brother-in-law,” Aliyah said with a grin, giving Gabriel a quick hug.“Hey, son, hope you’re doing well,” Mikelson asked, patting Gabriel’s shoulder.“Thank you, father-in-law. I’m doing fine,” Gabriel replied with a polite smile.They stood in the foyer for a moment, exchanging pleasantries. Aliyah chatted about a few lighthearted things, making everyone laugh. As they moved towards the dining room, Nora turned to Marie. “Marie, I want to apologize for how I've been in the past. I know I haven’t been the kindest, and I’m sorry.”Marie looked a bit surprised but then nodded. “It’s alright, Nora. I haven’t been the nicest to Camella either. We’ve made up, and I’m glad we can move forward. So, let’s l
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
They locked gazes, the silence between them thick. She couldn’t find the words, her thoughts racing.“Talk to me,” he urged softly but firmly, his eyes searching hers for the truth. Tamara bit her lip, wishing she could offer more reassurance, but the uncertainty lingered in the air like a storm waiting to break.Suddenly, she forced a laugh, breaking the tense silence. "Oh, I was just joking. I didn’t mean any of it," she said, her smile strained and unconvincing.Gabriel’s brow furrowed, and he stepped closer. "Tamara, you can’t just say things like that and brush them off as a joke. What’s really going on?""Nothing, I swear," she insisted, waving her hand dismissively. "I was being silly. Forget I said anything."Gabriel searched her eyes, hoping to catch a hint of what she truly felt, but she turned away, avoiding his gaze. Reluctantly, he sighed and nodded, letting the matter drop. "Alright… if you say so." With that, he picked up a bottle of water and left, leaving Tamara alo
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.