Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 96: The Fight Chapter 96: The Fight 68% Clairessa's POV Daniel stepped back, startled. But before he could react, Gabriel lunged at him. His fist collided with Daniel's face, sending him stumbling back. The impact echoed through the room. Gabriel's chest rose and fell, his breath ragged, his knuckles flexing as if itching for another hit. "That's what I should have done years ago," he spat, his voice filled with pure rage. Daniel regained his stance and wiped the blood from his lip, his own fury igniting like gasoline to a flame. "Why didn't you?" he shot back, his stance shifting, daring him. "Guys-" Sershoved between them, placing a firm hand on Daniel's chest. "Not here. This is the wrong place and time." Gabriel's entire body vibrated with anger. After a long, tense pause, he finally spoke. "I'll leave. Only because of you, Sergio." Then, without a word, he seized my hand, his grip tight, givingno room to protest. His hold was firm, possessive-as if staking his claim. I barely had tto process what had just happened before I was following him, my pulse racing. Everything was happening too fast. We had barely taken a few steps when Daniel's voice lashed through the air. "Walk away. That's all you fucking do." Gabriel stopped in his tracks. His entire body went rigid, his fingers tightening around mine-so tight it was almost painful. My heart pounded. "Gabriel, please. Let's just leave," I whispered, my voice trembling, pleading. He swallowed hard, his grip loosening slightly as if he was listening, as if I was pulling him back from the edge. He began leading us out again. But Daniel took another step forward, his voice cutting through the room. “Go back to licking your wounds like a coward instead of facing the truth." That did it. Gabriel broke. I barely had tto react before Gabriel tore his hand from mine. He flew across the VIP lounge, charging at Daniel with deadly precision. The force of his tackle sent them crashing to the floor, furniture scraping as they collided. Gabriel didn't hold back for a second. His fists connected with Daniel's face-once, twice, three times-pure, unfiltered rage pouring out of him. Daniel grunted, his face already bruised as he fought back. With a powerful shove, he managed to push Gabriel off him and land a solid punch of his own. Gabriel's head snapped to the side, his brow split as blood dripped. My heart lurched into my throat. The sight of his blood, vivid against his tanned skin, sent a chill through me. I wanted to go to him, to reach out, to stop this madness-but my legs wouldn't move. I was scared. Scared of what had cover him Gabriel. His lips curled in fury, his chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. The wound on his forehead only seemed to fuel his fury. "Gabriel, please stop..." I finally cried, my voice cracking. But he didn't hear me. Or maybe he just didn't care. Larger, stronger, and completely unhinged, Gabriel attacked again, regaining control in an instant. He pinned Daniel down, his knuckles split, but he didn't stop. I flinched as his fist cdown again, his power radiating off him in waves. This wasn't just about Daniel kissingon the cheek. This was about something more. A deeper hurt. Gabriel sounded betrayed. A rivalry that had been brewing for years. Everything he had ever swallowed down, everything he had ever held back-it was pouring out of him at this moment, in every brutal hit. I couldn't breathe. I wanted to run to him. I wanted to pull him away. But I couldn't move. Fear and shock clashed, pinningin place. Sergio's voice cut through the chaos. “Enough!" Raquel shrieked, "Stop them! Do something!" The bodyguards surged forward, gripping Gabriel's shoulders, yanking him away. Gabriel fought against their hold for a second, his body still fuming with rage. Then, suddenly, he let go. He stood there, shoulders rising and falling, his fists clenched at his sides, blood streaking down his face and hands. His eyes stayed locked on Daniel, who lay on the floor, bruised, blood staining his lips. Then his voice came, filled with rage and pain. "Don't you ever fucking mistake my silence for weakness." And without another word, he grabbed my hand and draggedaway. Even then, I could still feel the tremor of his rage in his touch. The ride back to the villa was silent. Gabriel sat beside me, his entire body tense as he stared out the window. The driver focused on the road, oblivious to what had happened back at the club. He hadn't said a single word to me. Not once. And I hadn't said a word to him. Not because I didn't want to -but because I didn't know how. I stole a glance at him, my heart aching at the sight. Blood trailed down his face, dripping from the cut on his brow. His knuckles were raw, bruised, broken. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to comfort him. To somehow calm the storm raging inside him. But he still seemed so lost in his thoughts, his 13:09 Mon, 24 Feb 0 Chapter 96: The Fight 68%

hands clenched into fists on his lap, as if still restraining himself. So, I gave him space. I told myself it was only for a moment. But the moment stretched on too long. And he still didn't seem to be calming down. If anything, his silence felt darker, heavier-like he was spiraling deeper into whatever rage had taken hold of him. A million thoughts crashed through my mind. I needed answers. What was really going on between him and Daniel2 + knew Gabriel despised Daniel, but not to this extent-not enough to throw punches like sreckless college boy in a bar fight. Gabriel was always composed, always in control. And yet tonight, he had lost it. If Serand the bodyguards hadn't stepped in, he might have done real damage to Daniel. And all because he saw Daniel kiss my cheek? None of it made sense. At first, I thought it was jealousy-Gabriel acting possessive, staking his claim. But more than ever, it was clear that this wasn't about me. This was about something more. Something deeper. Daniel's words had been a trigger. Walk away. That's all you fucking do. Go back to licking your wounds like a coward instead of facing the truth. And Gabriel had snapped. This was never about me. It was about a betrayal-one that had happened long before I ever entered the picture. A memory from my last dinner with Daniel flashed through my mind. He had said he wantedto hear the truth from him first. Then, Gabriel had walked in, cutting our conversation short. Could Gabriel be the friend Daniel had been talking about? My jaw dropped slightly as realization hit. I needed answers. And I needed them fast. Read the latest chanter therel