Diavolo Ch 03 - Sex Stories

Diavolo Ch 03

... pleasure of your visit?” Paulina asked, one brow lifted. Gabriel reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and retrieved a copy of one of his father’s letters to his grandmother. He stood and sauntered over to her. Those black eyes scanned him thoroughly, embarrassingly thorough. He tossed the letter unceremoniously onto Paulina’s lap and stood before her, hands on hips. Paulina, her elbows resting on the arms of her chair, pressed her fingers together forming a steeple. Her eyes stared at the letter as her lips tightened into a frown. Gabriel’s patience was wearing thin when she simply said nothing for the longest time. Finally, she raised her head and stared at him fully again. “How much do you want?” Gabriel frowned at her. “I don’t want your filthy money.” Her lips twitched, almost smiling. “You look like you need it. How is my mother? Is she still alive?” Rage detonated in Gabriel’s heart. Were she not a woman he would have slugged her. As it was, he barely restrained himself from throttling her anyway. “Anna Maria Arroyo is alive and well,” he hissed. A brief flicker of emotion, a blink, and it was gone, too fleeting to gage or ponder. Paulina just nodded. “She favored your mother always over me. Blamed me for what happened, though I was nothing more than a victim.” She blinked innocent eyes up at him, but he knew better. Gabriel snorted. “Victim? I read her diary. I know exactly what happened.” Paulina’s face went red with rage. She stood, letter in hand and faced ...

... Gabriel, shoulders back and hands fisted. “Lies. She couldn’t bear knowing Daniel preferred me after all, and did her best to lure him away.” Just as Gabriel was about to give her a scathing retort, Daniel stepped in. “This is all terribly misfortunate, but rehashing the past cannot fix the damage already done. Mother, Gabriel is in his right to feel angry over this situation. He grew up without our prestigious name and all it entails. Had my father been alive, I’m sure he would have rectified this situation.” “This situation has no rectification except to put a price on it,” Paulina spat, her eyes blazing as she looked from Daniel to Gabriel. “And, as for this,” she shook the envelope in front of them before striding to the fireplace in the study. “This is what I think of this rubbish.” Daniel made a sound of dismay as he darted forward, even too late, to rescue the smoldering letter from the flames of the hearth. Gabriel gripped his shoulders to halt Daniel’s momentum, his eyes on Paulina’s smug face though. “Don’t worry about it. It was just a copy.” Paulina’s smug expression slipped a bit. “State once and for all what you want and then kindly leave my home.” “Mother,” Daniel snapped, expression scandalized. Gabriel released Daniel and stood straighter. What did he want? Certainly not to just walk out and leave this bitch here, pleased with herself. “Well for starters,” he began crossing his arms back over his chest, “I want what my father intended me to have.” He stepped ...