THE FIRE burning in his eyes caught my heart. I suddenly felt scared, for myself and for him. I didn't expect that we'd actually reach the moment that I had to tell everything.

I gasped heavily. If I can only cut my breath, I would, but the man in front of me already did.

"Gabriel..." I uttered slowly. I closed my eyes to not see his reaction.

Angry expletive words filled the air. He released a strong punch just near beside me.

"Don't fucking play games with me, Emory..." he growled.

I breathed out and my chest tightened. I can feel him pressing himself more. I'm dazed at the hot...