Cal Gabriel Romane & Geschichten

Reynolds did the introductions. “This is Gabriel, the Chief Operating Officer. As you must have guessed already, your late mother didn’t run the company herself. Gabriel has been in charge and he has been doing a wonderful job, I must confess,” Mr. Reynolds said lightly. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Zara,” Gabriel stretched his hand towards me. I shook hands with him firmly and gave him a curt smile. “So you have been running the company behind the scenes,” I muttered. “I have been doing my job, that’s all,” Gabriel replied, smiling. “I did a little online search about you when I learned that you would be here today. The pictures online do not reflect your true beauty. You look more g

"I'm Gabriel Stone. But you can call me Gab." I just stared at him. Gabriel Stone. It was a strong name, yet simple. He didn’t look like an angel, and he didn’t have wings. He was just a man. A kind, protective man. “What’s your name?” Gab asked, leaning forward slightly. His blue eyes searched mine. I clasped my hands together but said nothing. Fear tightened in my chest. If I told him my name and explained everything, would he find out who Luke Paul was? Would he be afraid of Luke’s money and power and send me away?

Gabriel saw the fear in her eyes and anger surged in him. Sydney saw an uncertain kind of emotion in Gabriel's eyes. Whatever it was, it scared the shit out of her. Gabriel focused his attention on the man bull before him. “ My identity isn't important but I do know who you are.” He walked into the room. The sound of his footsteps brought a strange feeling to Caleb. “ Caleb. Morgan. Riley. I know you graduated from Yale. You used to play hockey as a teenager but were kicked out of the team because of drug addiction. I know you, Caleb Morgan.” A wicked smile grazed Gabriel's lips.

“My name is Gabriel Seeker, and I’d like the finest suite available. Money is no object, and privacy is of the utmost importance. I’ll be staying for a while.” All too ready to oblige, Caleb, a sprite young man in his mid-twenties, quickly accommodated him. This enigmatic man’s god-like stature and demeanor told Caleb in not so many words that if he did his job well, there would be a very nice tip at the end. Spurred on by this notion, Caleb decided to step away from the registration desk to see Gabriel personally to his suite.

“Hey, baby, look who it is.” Gabriel was busy looking at the menu and was not paying attention to Gene. “What?” he answered but he’s still not paying any attention. “Baby, come on!” “What is it?” he said when she finally got his attention. “It’s Alexandra Nicole, the maker of Créatrice de Mode.” Gabriel looked more starstruck than Gene. He looked pale and was sweating like a pig. “O, hi! You’re the famous Gabriel Anderson. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

“For us to carry out our plan, you have to know about them. Caleb: The first triplet, who is the dominant leader of the trio. He is powerful, intense, and intimidating, with a reputation for being cruel to his enemies. Caleb is the meanest of them all, he attacks in the worst way possible which makes everyone fear him. Gabriel: The second triplet, who is the more sensitive and skilled fighter. Gabriel loves to read, he reads at least three books in a week. Although he looks soft, he is also mean and cautious. He acts like he doesn't see - hiding behind those books but he sees a lot.

I snapped, my hand moving to my lips as I tried to wipe the dirt of his stupid lips on mine "I was just trying to have a taste of my property, Sunshine." "I'm not your fucking property, and what the hell did you mean that Gabriel stepped into a trap? How the fuck did you know about Ghost, the flash drive, and everything else you just mentioned? What the hell is going on here?" I yelled at the top of my lungs and watched as Caleb stiffened. A look I couldn't decipher passed through his eyes but was suddenly masked up with devilish looks

I stared at my hand which Kane held earlier. I should be happy since I finally got Kane's participation. But why...I don't feel like celebrating? It's not like me. Is my great aunt* is coming? "- must be Eduardo Calvano. I am Gabriella Olson. You can call me Gab." Gab's cheerful voice made me look up to the scene in front. Me, Kane, and Gab were on the bench waiting for this person to welcome him. Nah. It's just a show in our part to say we are united. Ironically, the two members, Layla, and Levi were not here yet.

“You’re… Caden’s right hand?” Gabriel nodded with a flourish, taking a seat across from her and leaning forward in a way that suggested he had a million secrets to share. “That’s right! I’m the one who keeps him grounded. You know, someone has to help keep the Prince from brooding all the time,” he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “He’s all about responsibility, duty, and all that… but I? Well, I’m here to make sure we all have a little fun. And today, *my dear Karina*, is a day for fun!” Karina blinked, still trying to process his exuberance, but she couldn’t help the smile tugging at her lips. There was something disarming about Gabriel—something that made the air feel lighter aroun

Gabriel glanced at them. "What's your name, Kuya handsome?" the little girl asked eagerly. "Do I know you, Mister? You're not familiar to me, are you one of the newly members of Elite boys?" she's hesitant to ask. “You can call me Gabby, but my full name is Gabriel Venturri. And I’m not a new member of Elite boys, I don't have any idea about it." Smiled at them to ease up their tensions. "I’m here for my business ventures with Brandt James Salvatierra. Actually, I’m on my way to Elite Cafè for our meeting.“ trying to explain but Marish didn't care about it.