Romans & histoires Cal Gabriel

"I don't want you to think that just because I showed up, I'm after money of something, because I'm not" she says going straight for the punch. I slide a file out from under the tray Lucy just set on the table and open it. "Gionina Raquel Daniels, born March seventeenth, nineteen-ninety-two, you were in and out of foster homes until the age of ten when you were adopted by a lovely gay black couple from Rochester" I glance over to see her eyeing the file in my hand.

I don't think I can go through that pain again. I sink into my seat, realization hitting me like a firing ball. I've once again belittled myself in front of him. Caleb Da Stephano. The disgustingly rich, handsome, drop dead gorgeous grandson of a prosperous family. Caleb had been the second reason for my depression growing up. I'd only known him for three years in elementary school and those had been the worst days of my life. Well..... Before Michaela Featherstone. Caleb had been the bane of my existence, the only agony I'd known as a young girl. At such a tender age, no one should ever have to be subjected to the cruelties he'd subjected me to.

To dismiss the thought, I shook my head several times and then I edged closer to the door. My heart was pounding so loud I could barely hear anything else. Slowly, I reached up to slip in my hearing aid because I was desperate to catch every word. I needed to know. I needed to hear it clearly! “You know I’ve missed you,” Gabriel’s voice was low and it was so different from the way he talked to me yesterday. “You’re the only one who’s ever understood me, sweetheart,” he added. And at that moment, I pushed the door open just enough to see inside, and my stomach twisted as my worst fears were confirmed. Gabriel was on the bed, his shirt was halfway unbuttoned, and his body was pressed against…I

She walked to him now, putting a sour expression on her face. “What do you really want, Gabriel?” she asked him. “I love it when you call me that. It’s really nice to hear how you roll it around your mouth.” He said instead of answering her. Gabe was a bold and courageous man, but then he couldn’t tell her the reasons behind his holding back. He knew quite well that his woman was angry. His woman, huh? That’s right. She was his, whether or not the elders found anyone concealing their human.

Honestly, Gabriel is the only adult I can tolerate, if he can even be considered an adult. “I’m here now.” Gabriel said, as he pulled his pants up, clearly having just shifted back. He pulled a white shirt on, thankfully not staying topless. Gabriel was handsome, but seeing him any other way than like a brother made me gag. He had caramel tan skin, and large chocolate eyes with brown ringlets on top of his head to match. He always sported a soft expression on his face that just invited you in.

Sabrina argued. His body froze. Strangely, his heartbeat increased. Gabriel suddenly stepped back while he stared at her as if she grew another head. He was not sure if he was nervous as he had never felt nervous before. Meanwhile, Sabrina flashed a wide smile. “I know your name and we've been sitting here for hours and talking so you aren’t a stranger anymore~” she said in a sing-song. Gab was gobsmacked. He did not know whether to laugh or feel disappointed at her statement. But he admitted deep inside he got a little excited when she said he was not a stranger because he knew Sabrina for a long time.

If anyone out there would be able to help me locate Gabe and Synestra it would be him and his network of spies. I arrived back at home and went straight to meet with Aastor. I explained to him what I had found at my Mother’s house. I told him about the incident at Haloand the fact that Gabe had disappeared with Synestra. I told him what Lailah had said about the angel Ramiel being the key to locating Gabe. a sick smile began to form on his face.

I would come back. I would come back to you, and I would tell you everything and find a way to get you out of it too. But that night it wasn't possible, it would have been too much of a hassle to kill two people in the same way; worse still, me and you, the two sons of Capos who hated this world. I hope you understand me. I hope you read it. I hope you can still forgive me... From Gabriel. Yours always Gabe.” I closed the notebook immediately. For a few moments I could believe him, it was as if he was still that same "Gabe" that I trusted so much. But no... That Gabe wouldn't do all that he did.

Teresa and she yielded to her mother's advice. “Gabriel isn't who we all think he is, Gabriel Fernandez is a monster, the devil himself.” Tears dropped down from her eyes as she said those words.

Gabriel? Who-?