Ex-Husband's Regret

"No!" I blurt the word, shocking even myself with the ferocity behind it.

He stares at me with an unnamed emotion. Within seconds, his face is blank, and a certain coldness takes its place.

I swallow at the dangerous current that fills the room. This was the Gabriel I was used. The Gabriel I know. The hard man who turns dangerous when he doesn't get his way.

"Is that so? You're not even going to listen to what I have to say? What I am proposing?" He now looks calm, but I know it's just a façade. There is a very dangerous beast underneath the suit and tie. A shark that will tear you to pieces way before you can even figure out what the fuck is happening or how you ended up in his clutches.

"No," I repeat. "I don't want to be a part of whatever you're trying to propose," I answer confidently.

a deal with Gabriel is like making a deal with the devil, and who in their right mind would want to do that? I may be a lot of things, but

had only myself to think about, I still wouldn't get involved with him. Going anywhere near Gabriel will guarantee more heartbreak and I don't think my heart can handle any more of that, after all, my heart and soul still have the scars from our last involvement. "Are you sure you don't want to reconsider? I

my spine and answer, "Yes, I

have something that

my curiosity perk up a little bit. Knowing the dangers, I push it down and silence it. After all, curiosity

highly doubt that, Gabriel. There isn't anything in this world that you could offer, that'll make me change my

dead, I doubt I would be interested

he casually asks, making

think he has me where he wants me. That the thought of getting my family's legacy back will