Oh my God, is this real? It felt like a dream. Like one beautiful, romantic dream, sitting atop a gigantic Ferris wheel while such a beautiful, amazing man touched and kissed her so expertly. Gabriel's mouth made its way down her neck until he reached her collarbone and as if on cue when he reached that point the wheel squealed and jolted forward. Their time was up.
"I just have to take a moment and make a few phone calls. I won't be long." Gabriel released her hand and strode off towards the wing of the house that contained his office, leaving Beth sitting on the sofa in the living room, the big-screen 3D television in front of her and the big pink teddy bear sitting in the armchair to her left.
Beth began to flip through channels almost mechanically, but nothing was catching her attention. Her thoughts were completely of Gabriel and their day together. Maybe she'd been too hard on Gabriel. Maybe she did mean a little more to him than a convenient fuck. Sure, he was hardy in love with her, but he liked her - smitten even.
Just when she found herself a reality television show that caught her interest the doorbell rang. At first it didn't seem peculiar to her that someone would be at the door, but by the time she reached the front door it occurred to her that the person on the other side of the massive oak door knew the passcode to get past the front gate without being buzzed in.
Who in the hell can it be? She crinkled her nose as she flung the door open and came face to face with a tall, slender blonde-haired woman wearing a trench coat that fell to her knees. The woman looked oddly familiar, though she couldn't quite place her. She had a sinking feeling in her stomach however.
The woman glared at her with open hostility, her eyes travelling up and down Beth, making her feel extremely self-conscious about her ripped blue jeans and tank top. "So you're the new help, I assume." She brushed past Beth without waiting for a proper invitation.
What the hell?
"Where's Gabriel?"
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"Never mind. I'll find him." She waved a dismissive hand at Beth and took off in the way of Gabriel's office.
Beth watched the woman, not sure if she should stop her or let her go. She seemed to know her way around and she did know the passcode. So who was she? A tinge of jealousy reared up within Beth as she watched the other woman saunter off. With her curiosity getting the best of her she made her way upstairs to her bedroom.
Once inside her room, she closed the door behind her, sat at her desk and booted up her laptop. She did a quick search on the internet for Gabriel. In particular, Gabriel and his dates. Sure enough, within a few minutes of searching a picture of Gabriel with the blonde woman appeared on the screen.
Chyna Petrova. Model turned actress. Damn, damn, damn. She continued her search, discovering Chyna was Gabriel's most recent fling, but they reportedly split several weeks ago. Well, why is she here and why hasn't he changed the code? Forgot maybe? Gabriel didn't strike her as the kind of man to overlook such things as forgetting to change security codes, but on the other hand maybe he just didn't feel it was necessary.
She was tempted to go downstairs, peek her head into his office and offer them coffee or refreshments. Isn't that what a good chef-slash-maid would do? But what if they were in the middle of something she didn't want to know about? She raked a hand through her hair and sighed. No, she'd do nothing. She'd read a book for a while and go to bed. Simple as that, getting emotionally and physically involved with Gabriel had been a bad idea and this proved it.
"You're a fucking asshole Gabriel Reynolds!" Chyna snarled, storming out of his front door.
Closing the door behind Chyna, Gabriel let out a loud sigh of relief. Fuckin' finally! He was seriously having doubts he'd ever get her out of the house without calling security. Chyna wasn't the type of girl to take rejection well so when he'd decided to end the relationship, partly because of sexual incompatibility issues, but mostly because she was a self-centered snob, she'd been less then thrilled, but she had seemed to have accepted it.
Until tonight.
He couldn't have been more shocked to see her strolling into his office, stripping off her trench coat to reveal she was naked underneath. She told him that she'd offer him whatever it took. She'd be his sub if that meant they could try again. He knew she could never be a sub and that still didn't fix the biggest issue. He really didn't like her all that much.
Why Beth let her onto the property without consulting with him first was beyond him, but he intended to find out. Doing a brief sweep of the main rooms and turning up empty on the Beth front, Gabriel took the stairs two at a time as he made his way up to the second floor and headed straight to her room. The door was open and the light on. Gabriel was pleased to see she had stayed up, despite it being past midnight.