Clairessa’s POV
Gabriel’s eyes darkened, anger flashing within them at my rejection. Then, slowly, they began to roam over my body, drinking me in, shamelessly. His expression shifted—desire burning, raw and unfiltered.
A shiver ran down my spine as I felt the heat radiating from him.
"Take off your clothes."
My breath hitched. My eyes widened as I took a step back. "What?"
"You heard me, Clairessa.”
Are you being serious?" I asked in disbelief at his request—Gabriel had truly lost his mind.
"We need to talk about what happened at the club, your outburst— instead, you want to have s*x?"
"Come here," he commanded, wrapping his hand around my waist and ignoring everything I had just said.
"No... I won't," I shouted, forcefully breaking free from his hold and stepping a good distance
