Falling For My Ex's Dad (Clarissa and Gabriel) novel Chapter 278

Clairessa’s POV

The incessant buzz of my phone jolted me out of sleep. I groaned, too tired to move, my body heavy and sunk into the warmth of the bed. My eyes stayed shut as I stretched a lazy hand toward the nightstand, fumbling for the phone.

Before I could reach it, Gabriel’s arm slid firmly around my waist, pulling me back against him as though he couldn’t stand the thought of letting me go. I melted into him, settling against his chest, and his lips brushed the curve of my ear.

Gabriel hummed in agreement, his lips wandering down the curve of my neck, one soft kiss, then another, lingering just to make me squirm. His hand slipped beneath the silk of my lingerie, palm closing over my breast. He gave a slow, intentional squeeze, then tugged at my nipple with a taunting drag.

A low chuckle rumbled against my skin as the jolt of heat shot straight to my core.

He was clearly enjoying taunting me this early in the morning.

“Gabriel…” I breathed, half scolding, though my body arched into his touch. “I thought you said we should sleep.”

He chuckled against my skin. “Sleep’s overrated. This is more fun.”

His fingers found the other bud, rolling it with a wicked patience that drew a soft moan from my lips. Then his hand drifted lower, skimming down the curve of my breast, a single finger teasing across my stomach.

My teeth caught my lip, every nerve alive with anticipation as he inched closer to the place I craved him most.

The phone buzzed again, louder this time, almost angry.

Gabriel groaned, his hand stilled against me. “Unbelievable…” He pressed his forehead to my shoulder, his voice rough with irritation. “Who the hell keeps calling you like this?”

I let out a shaky breath, caught between laughter and frustration. “No, I have to get it. Let’s see who it is.”

Slipping from his arms, I reached for the phone. The name flashing on the screen made me pause.

“It’s Jess,” I murmured.

Gabriel pushed up on one elbow, brow furrowing. “Jess? What the hell could she possibly want this early?”

I gave him a look, breathless from both his touch and the interruption. “There’s only one way to find out.”

I swiped the call and pressed the phone to my ear. “Jess?”

Her voice shrieked so loud I nearly pulled the phone back. “Claire! Oh my god!”

My heart jumped. “What? What’s going on? Why do you sound like that?”

“Have you seen the blogs? Have you been online since last night, or this morning?!”

I frowned. “No, I barely even touched my phone. Jess, what’s happening?”

“Oh my god. You need to see this right now. I’m sending you a link, just check it, please.”

A chill ran down my spine. I put her on speaker and glanced at Gabriel. He was already leaning in, his expression darkening.

“What’s going on?” he demanded.

I shook my head helplessly. “I don’t know… she said she’s sending me a link.”

The notification pinged. My heart sank as I tapped it open.

And there it was.

The headline screamed across the screen in bold letters:

“Seductress or Whore? First She Dated the Son, Turned Down His Proposal, Now in Bed With the Father!”

Gabriel’s face appeared beside mine, reading with me as the article scrolled on, plastered with pictures, me, Gabriel, Adrian, all arranged like pieces of some twisted love triangle for the world to devour.

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