The door locked with a soft 'click'. I was still sitting on the sofa, the shame from the incident with Riana fresh in my mind.
Gabriel didn't look at me immediately. He walked to his desk and placed his phone down.
"Gabriel?" I said.
He turned. His face was no longer the cold CEO's mask. It was the face of a roused Alpha. Without a word, his hand went to his tie, loosening it with a single fluid motion and tossing it onto a chair. Then, his deft fingers began undoing the buttons of his shirt, one by one, revealing the defined lines of his abdomen and a chest marked with old scars.
I gaped, my heart pounding in my throat. "What are you doing?"
He didn't answer. He just advanced, his steps silent and menacing like a predator's. The late afternoon light streaming from the window behind h
