Diavolo Ch 03 - Sex Stories

Diavolo Ch 03

... closer to Paulina. She stood her ground and tossed her head back defiantly. “Half,” Gabriel spit out. Her eyes literally glowed with rage. “Over my dead body,” she answered through gritted teeth. “That could be arranged,” Gabriel seethed before Daniel stepped in and pushed them apart. “Enough,” Daniel barked. Paulina looked like a snake about to strike. “You heard him. He had the audacity to threaten me. I should call the authorities.” “Go ahead,” Gabriel dared. “I can almost hear the paparazzi that followed me here buzzing overhead. They’d certainly love to see a line of cop cars pulling up outside. It’ll be a great intro for my tell-all interview.” Her eyes widened and face grew pale. “You are an abomination.” Gabriel just laughed in her face. “Let’s discuss this in a civilized manner, shall we?” Daniel said, adjusting his tie. He looked at his mother angrily. “I do not want to judge, but I think Gabriel is owed some sort of recompense for all that has happened. It couldn’t hurt to allow him to learn the ropes at the company and perhaps even be part of the board.” Paulina made a disgusted sound and stepped around them. “Do whatever you want.” Gabriel watched her stalk out of the study, enraged that she’d backed off. He wanted to continue to tear away at her. Let her see that as much as she’d tried to come between his father and mother, their love had been too strong. He was the proof of that. Daniel was clearing his throat. “Forgive my mother. She’s a very strong willed ...

... woman.” “Forgive her? Did you read through that diary?” Gabriel said incredulously. Daniel straightened, his face impassive, and in that moment, Gabriel hated him too. “Look, Gabriel. There was no excuse for whatever she did—“ “She stole my father from my mother!” Daniel scowled. “Now neither of us were alive at the time and we shouldn’t make rash judgments.” “Are you fucking kidding me?” Daniel lifted his hands in a placating manner. “I understand your anger—“ “No you don’t,” Gabriel snapped. “You understand nothing. You’ve lived all your life in this palace, waited on hand and foot like a fucking prince, oblivious of my mother’s existence—oblivious of my and my grandmother’s existence.” “And what fault do I have in that,” Daniel answered calmly. “I was not responsible for the conditions into which I was born, anymore than you. I’d like to resolve this situation in a manner that is suitable for all involved.” Gabriel looked his brother up and down. Why did he have to be so level-headed and calm and collected? Gabriel’s emotions were just boiling inside him. He wanted to hit something, wanted to rant and yell, but the person responsible for all his rage had walked out like a fucking queen. Gabriel turned, running his fingers through his hair. “I need to think.” Truth. “I understand,” Daniel replied, the epitome of tranquility and wisdom. Gabriel clenched his fists. There was nothing more he could do. “Look…I’m sorry I lost my cool.” Daniel clapped him on his shoulder a slight ...