“I remind you who you really belong to.”
Gabriel’s words held there between us, thick and weighted, in a way that made my chest tighten and feel smothered.
I should have slapped him for saying that.
I should have walked away.
But instead, I just stood there, staring into those damn golden eyes of his and feeling the heat in them, the raw possession, the fire he’d tried to bury for f*****g years.
And now?
Now he had wanted to reclaim me.
As if he hadn’t already torn me to shreds.
Like he hadn’t been the one to send me away in the first place.
I drew a sharp breath, forcing my face into something frozen, unreadable. “You don’t get to say that, Gabriel.”
His jaw tightened. "It’s the truth."
I scoffed. "It’s your truth. Not mine."
His fists were clenched at his sides, his whole bod
