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,

so foolish and careless of me to get involved with the man who hurt me. The man who broke me and treated me worse than trash. Even if I 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

spine and answer, "Yes,

sure? I have something that you might be interested

the dangers, I push it down and silence it. After all, curiosity killed the

that, Gabriel. There isn't anything in this world that you could offer, that'll make

ones from the dead, I doubt I would be interested in anything else. Especially if

company?" he casually asks, making my eyes snap to

thought of getting my family's legacy back will bring