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.

I may

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

straighten my spine and answer, "Yes,

I have something that

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

my eyes from his, I answer. "I highly doubt that, Gabriel. There isn't anything in this world that you could offer, that'll make me change

I doubt I would be interested in anything else. Especially if

about your family's company?" he casually asks, making

can see it in his eyes. His pride and arrogance makes him think he has me where he wants me. That the thought of getting my family's legacy back will bring me to heal and will have me agreeing to the deal. "That's