Gabriel’s POV
I clenched my fists tighter as I watched Clairessa take a sip of the wine and offer Daniel a soft smile.
"It’s delicious," she said, her tongue brushing her bottom lip as if savoring the taste.
"I told you," Daniel replied with a grin that was far too smug, his gaze fixed on her lips longer than it should have. I knew exactly what he was thinking, and it wasn’t going to happen—not while I was present.
I could feel the rage building inside me, my chest tightening with every second. He was testing me, daring me, and he knew exactly what I was capable of.
Clairessa was mine. She didn’t know it yet, but I did. She wasn’t his, and she wasn’t anyone else’s. Daniel, of all people, should have known better. He always had a habit of going after what wasn’t his, what belonged to m
