Gabriel Daum の小説・ストーリー

“What do you mean? What do you want?” Gabriel’s eyes were cold. “I want control of one hotel. One small thing. Keep one place under my name for a while. I want a way in. You give me that, I give you the ledger. The ledger has names. It has accounts. It shows payments, shells, lawyers, dead men and living ones. It shows where Richard hid the seeds of the plan that made your father’s life small.” “You want a hotel?” Damien said. “One building,” Gabriel said. “One number. After this? We split everything. But I need a piece. I need a thing to hold until the names fall.”

“This is me being gentle.” “You have three different command lines open and one of them is in a language I do not even recognize.” “That is because it is one I built,” I said. “Sit there and look pretty. You are doing great.” I heard Dax snort from the side. He sat at a smaller station, headset on, chewing gum. Gabriel’s voice dropped closer. “You like having me as eye candy that much, huh?” “You are my emotional support muscle,” I said. “Very important for morale.”

“You are mine tonight. No one insults you while I’m here.” Before I could say anything else, a man approached us. He was handsome, with kind eyes and a warm smile. He was wearing a navy blue suit and looked very sophisticated. “Damien!” The man greeted him warmly, then turned to me. “And this must be the beautiful Mrs. Vane. I’m Gabriel, CEO of Horizon Corp. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He offered his hand to me. I smiled and was about to shake it when suddenly, Damien pulled me even closer to him. So close that our bodies were pressed together.

“About what?” “My job,” I whispered. “It wasn’t a coincidence. It wasn’t a real opportunity either. It was Giovanni. He owns the company, he orchestrated the interview, the offer, everything. I was just a pawn… I didn’t even realize it until he said it today. I was played for a fool and simply because I refused to listen, simply because I chose to be stubborn.” Damon’s eyes darkened slightly, but not with anger at me, at least, not the kind I feared.

Gabriel Carter. _____________________________________

Just as he was about to kiss me again, I halted him and looked at his phone. "Why don't you answer the call?" I asked, and he averted his gaze, avoiding eye contact. I couldn't help but wonder who had called him to provoke such a reaction. Curiosity got the better of me, and I picked up his phone, discovering the name "Drake" displayed on the screen. "Who is Drake?" I inquired, and he simply stared at me, his voice filled with anger. "He's a long-time friend, a betrayer. I've told him never to call me, and I don't feel like answering his call."

Gabriel said. Whatever they were talking about it seemed to be very important to Florian. I wondered who Florian really was for Gabriel to be calling him "Sir." Gabriel was a wealthy director of one of the biggest companies in New York, while Florian was just an average guy who said he had a rich friend. Was Gabriel only calling him "Sir" because of that friend? And who, exactly, was this friend?

“Davao. I told you.” Andrea stepped closer, breath catching. “I checked.” Silence. Long. Tense. “Are you seriously spying on me now?” “I’m trying to understand you, Gabriel. But you’re not letting me.” “I’m tired,” he said again, brushing past her toward the bathroom. Andrea swallowed down the scream lodged in her throat. --- “Did you book the wine already?” Her friend asked over video call. Celina nodded. “Yes! And the cake. Chocolate mousse. His favorite.”

“I was dying to come see you sooner, but you know how it is—I was in Italy, then Zurich, then Australia. And now I’m back, finally!” “Of course,” Lena said, smiling just enough to seem warm. “This is Gabriel. My partner.”Nora started practically pushing the gentleman forward like he was scheduled for an inspection. “Gabriel. My friend Amara and her boyfriend Damon Hales.” “Pleasure,” Damon said, shaking his hand firmly. Lena followed suit, nodding. “It’s lovely to meet you Gabriel.” “Likewise,”The young man said with a nervous grin. Lena could tell he was practically forced herself because as much as he seemed giddy to be introduced, he was dissociated.

He flashed Lauretha an apologetic smile after which he headed off to see who was ringing the alarm. As soon as he left, she exhaled out in relief, wiped her lips and pushed down her dress that had rumpled a bit. She was most grateful to whoever it was at the door. Lucas soon came back in with another man. Fabiano by name and equally tall. A decade before he turns a century old, second in command of the vampire clan, Lucas best friend and right hand man. “Hey Fab!” Lauretha waved. Fabiano grinned. “Fancy seeing you here, Lauretha. What are you up to these days?” they gave each other a bear hug and broke free again.