He nuzzled her neck, inhaling her scent, his mouth finding the sensitive spot just beneath her ear. He nipped and sucked at the skin there, his hands roaming over her body, desperate to feel every inch of her
"You're intoxicating, you know that?" he said, his voice low and hoarse, his control slipping further with every touch.
He pulled her flush against him, his hands roaming down to her thighs, sliding her skirt up to reveal more of her skin. He nipped at her earlobe, his teeth grazing her flesh as he spoke in a rough tone.
"You're a damn tease, you know that? Look at the state I'm in because of you"
He shifted slightly, lifting her up so that she was now straddling his lap. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer to him, his body pressed against her. His lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses down on her collarbone.
"God, I want you so bad, princess. You drive me crazy"
She smiled softly and unhooked her bra and now she was only in her skirt.
His eyes widened as he watched she unhook her bra, his body reacting instantly. His gaze roamed over her bare chest, his breath catching in his throat at the sight of her.
"Jesus Christ, princess." he gasped, his hands gripping her hips, trying to keep himself in check. "You're going to be the end of me. Just look at you. So damn beautiful"
He pulled her closer, his mouth finding her jawline, his lips trailing down to her throat, leaving kisses and love bites in their wake. His hands roamed over her back, his touch possessive and desperate as he explored her body. He murmured against her skin, his voice rough with desire.
"You're testing every ounce of my self-control, princess. I'm barely holding back, you know that? Because I want to devour you, claim you as mine"
She smiled softly and moaned softly.
He leaned back in the seat her moans were music to his ears, pulling her with him so that she was straddling his lap once again. His hands ran up her thighs, his touch leaving a trail of fire in their path. He looked up at her, his eyes dark with hunger.
"You've got me completely unraveled, princess. I can't think straight when you're like this. All I want is to touch you, taste you, mark you as mine"
He shifted again, his hands moving to the waistband of her skirt, his fingers teasing the edges as he looked up at her with a dark, possessive gaze.
"I'm going to claim you, princess. I'm going to make you mine in every way possible. I can't take this torture any longer. So if you have any objections, now's the time to voice them, because I'm not sure I'll be able to stop once I start"
She smiled softly and my grip tightening on his back said.
"I have no objection honey take me now"
His eyes darkened at her words, his grip on her hips tightening in response. He could feel the last threads of his self-control snapping, the desire he had been holding back for so long taking over.
"I warned you, princess," he growled, his voice rough and possessive. "You're mine now."
He captured her lips in a fierce, possessive kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth as his hands roamed over her body.
He devoured her mouth ravenously, his hands roaming down her back, pressing her tightly against him. He had completely lost himself in the moment, his mind clouded with nothing but the desire to claim her as his own. His body moved against hers, his touch rough and desperate as he kissed her fiercely, his mouth leaving a path of marks down her neck.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted this, princess," he murmured against her skin. "How long I've yearned to have you like this. All mine"
She smiled softly and her hands were running through his bare strong chest and over his back.
He groaned softly as her hands wandered over his bare chest and bare back, her touch igniting a fire within him. He could feel her fingers tracing over his muscles, exploring every contour and dip of his body, and it only fueled his desire for her even more.
"Damn it, princess," he growled, his voice rough with arousal. "You drive me crazy."
He captured her lips in a fierce, possessive kiss, his hands roaming over her body again, his touch desperate to claim her completely.
He pulled her even closer, pressing his body flush against her, his bare skin against her flesh. The heat radiating from his body, his touch igniting a fire within her. His kisses became more hungry, more desperate as he consumed her mouth, his tongue exploring her mouth with possessive fervor. His hands roamed her body, tracing patterns on her skin, leaving marks of ownership. He wanted her to be marked as his, to bear the proof of his possession.
"You're mine, princess," he repeated, his voice a rough whisper against her ear. "Say it. Say you're mine."
She smiled softly and looked at him and her arms were now around his neck said.
"I'm yours only yours and I belong to you only"
He let out a guttural groan, his heart skipping a beat at her words. The possessive, possessive side of him rejoiced at her declaration. To her you say that she was his only his, that she was belonged to him, it filled him with a primal sense of ownership over her.
"Damn right you are," he growled, his voice rough with satisfaction and desire. "You're mine, princess. Mine to claim, mine to possess, mine to love. No one else's. Only mine."
He moved his mouth to her neck, his lips moving over her skin, leaving a trail of kisses and love bites down on her collarbone. His hands roamed over her back, his touch possessive and desperate, as if he couldn't get enough of her.
"I'm going to make damn sure that everyone knows who you belong to," he murmured against her skin. "You're going to wear my marks, princess. My proof of ownership. You're mine, completely and utterly mine"
He moved his mouth to her neck, his lips moving over her skin, leaving a trail of kisses and love bites down on her collarbone. His hands roamed your back, his touch possessive and desperate, as if he couldn't get enough of her.
"I'm going to make damn sure that everyone knows who you belong to," he murmured against her skin. "You're going to wear my marks, princess. My proof of ownership. You're mine, completely and utterly mine"
After that at midnight they came back to his Manor as they got out of the car and she went to him and wrapped her arms around his neck as her whole body was filled with his kisses and hickeys and love bites and said.
"Honey thank you for a wild drive and night"
He chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close against him. The sight of the marks he had left on her body filled him with a possessive satisfaction. He loved seeing the physical proof of his claim on her.*
"You're welcome, princess," he murmured, his voice rough with a mix of contentment and possessive desire. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. I had a damn good time myself."
He pressed his lips to her forehead, his hand gently caressing her cheek.
She smiled softly and also left another hickey on his neck.
He groaned softly as she left a hickey on his neck, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He was both surprised and amused by her audacity, to mark him in return.
"Little minx," he muttered, his hands gripping her hips tighter. "Marking me now, are you?"
He leaned down to whisper in her ear.
"Just wait till I get you behind closed doors. I'll definitely be marking you up even more tonight"
She simply smiled softly and nodded yes.
He chuckled softly, his grip on her hips tightening slightly at her nod of agreement. The idea of having her marked up even more, completely covered in proof of his possession, excited him.
"Good girl," he murmured, his hand sliding to the small of her back, his touch possessive. "Because once I get you into that bedroom, I'm going to make sure you wear my marks for weeks."
He kissed her neck, his mouth moving to your earlobe, his breath hot against her skin.
He lifted her up effortlessly, his arms wrapping around her as he carried her inside the manor. His possessive grip on her was firm, as if he had no intention of letting her go anytime soon. He wanted to get her to his bedroom as soon as possible, his mind already filled with ideas of how he would mark her up even more once he was alone with her.
"You're going to feel sore tomorrow, princess," he said, his voice low and gravelly with desire. "But you'll remember exactly who caused it"
He stood above her, his gaze roving over her body, taking in the sight of the marks he had left on her so far. He admired the way they looked on her skin, each one a declaration of his possession. Without saying a word, he began removing his shirt, revealing his toned chest and muscular arms.
"You look damn good marked up, princess," he said, his voice rough with desire. "But I think these need some company"
He kneeled onto the edge of the bed, crawling over her like a predator stalking his prey.
She smiled softly and wrapped her arms around his neck and her hands were running through his hair pulling him closer.
He groaned softly as she wrapped her arms around his neck and ran her fingers through his hair, the sensation sending a shiver down his spine and fueling his desire for her even more. He could feel his self-control weakening as her pulled him even closer, his body already reacting to her touch.
"Damn princess," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "You're testing my restraint right now."
He pressed his body against hers, pinning her down on the bed, his hands roaming over her waist, his touch possessive and hungry. His lips hovered over her neck, his hot breath fanning her skin, as he continued to speak.
"You have no idea how hard I'm trying to hold back right now, princess. You drive me crazy with desire, but I'm trying to control myself and not let my primal instincts take over. But you're making it damn difficult"
After that next morning her body was filled with his kisses and hickeys and love bites as after some cuddle at afternoon he took her with to a meeting which was in a hotel as she went to the VIP lounge to wait for him as after that he went to the meeting room as when he came in the room he saw Lauren that woman whose age was 47 and she was a businesswoman she wants to date him while his age was 22 and she still wants to date him as his jaw clenched and he across from her as there were other businessmen too.
*He was already irritated and annoyed by the woman's presence, knowing damn well how much she wanted him, even though she was 25 YEARS older than him. It was ridiculous and it just fed his possessiveness over you even more. He knew she'd try something, she always did.*
He sat down across from her, his jaw clenching as he tried to keep his cool. He could feel his irritation growing as he saw her eyes roaming over him, taking in every inch of his body like he was some damn piece of meat. He clenched his fists beneath the table.
As the meeting started, Lauren's eyes kept darting towards Gabriel, admiring him. She couldn't help but think about how handsome and powerful he was, not caring about the massive age gap between them.
As they discussed business matters, Lauren found opportunities to steal glances at Gabriel, noticing how his jaw clenched whenever she glanced at him. She found his reaction amusing, knowing that he was trying to keep his cool and hide his annoyance towards her presence.
"Gabriel, could you pass me the report, please?" She asked, her voice sweet and feigned innocence.
He clenched his jaw even tighter as she spoke, his hands gripping the edge of the table tightly as he struggled to keep his temper in check. He hated how she constantly tried to get his attention, and using the excuse of passing her the report was just a shitty excuse to interact with him. But he couldn't just ignore her, not in a business meeting with other businessmen present.
"Here."
He said coldly, shoving the report across the table towards her, his eyes avoiding looking in her direction.
As she received the report, Lauren smiled slyly, noticing how he avoided her gaze. She took her time flipping through the pages, pretending to scan the contents, but her gaze was fixated on him instead.
"Thank you," she replied, her voice dripping with sweetness that was almost sickening. She couldn't help but find his cold demeanor somewhat attractive, it only fueled her desire to get closer to him.
The other businessmen in the room were completely oblivious to the tension between Gabriel and Lauren, continuing their discussions.
He could feel her gaze on him like a damn laser, even though his own gaze was purposefully fixed on the pile of documents in front of him, pretending to read them intently. He could feel his irritation growing with every passing second, but he refused to show any hint of it. He clenched his fists tightly beneath the table, his jaw grinding with suppressed irritation.
The others in the room were completely oblivious to the tension, or just too damn focused on their discussions to care. But Lauren was clearly trying to get a reaction out of him, and he wasn't giving her the satisfaction.
Finally meeting ended as he left from there as she was following him but she stopped when he came to me she saw me from up and down she could tell that I was only 19 years old and only 2 younger than Gabriel while he was 22 years old and we both were younger than her and she could also see that I was even beautiful and gorgeous and than but she wasn't back of until she got Gabriel.
Once the meeting had concluded, Lauren watched as Gabriel made his way over to her, her eyes narrowing as she took in her youthful appearance. She could see the stark contrast between Spring and herself, Spring's beauty shining through despite her young age. She couldn't understand how someone as young as Spring had managed to capture Gabriel's attention, especially when she, being much older and more experienced, was right there.
She followed Gabriel at a distance, her gaze never leaving the two of them. She couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as she watched him interact with her.
He took notice of Lauren following him from a distance, but he pretended to ignore her presence, focusing his attention on her instead. His hand found her waist, pulling her closer to his side as if to shield her from her gaze. He could feel his possessive nature rising again, his hand gripping her hip protectively.
He leaned down, his voice a low whisper in her ear.
"We're being followed. Don't look at her, just keep walking"
She looked at him and she peeked behind her and asked him*
"Who is she?"
He continued walking, his grip on Spring's hip a little tighter as he spoke, his voice a low rumble.*
"That's Lauren. She's some older woman who's been after me for a while. She doesn't know when to take a damn hint."
He glanced over his shoulder for a moment, his gaze narrowing as he noticed that Lauren was still following them.
Lauren watched from a distance as Gabriel led Spring away, her eyes fixated on the two of them. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of irritation at how close the both of you were. She watched as he pulled her closer, his hand on her hip like a claim of ownership, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of jealousy.
She quickened her steps, trying to catch up to the both of them, her focus solely on Gabriel.
She looked at him and said.
"She is crazy honey... honey let's got into the crowd they all are heading to the parking we could got to your easily"
He nodded in agreement, his grip on Spring's waist still tight as he led her towards the crowd of people heading to the parking lot..
"Good idea, princess. I don't want her causing a scene."
He could still feel Lauren following at a distance, but being in the crowd made it harder for her to get close to them.
He continued to guide Spring through the crowd, his gaze constantly scanning the surroundings, watchful for any sign of Lauren. When they reached the parking lot, he led you straight to his car, his hand still on her waist.
"Get in. Quickly."
He opened the passenger door for her, his eyes darting around for any sign of Lauren.
Once Spring was safely inside the car, Gabriel quickly shut the door and rounded the car to the driver's side. He got in and started the engine, his gaze still scanning the surroundings for any sign of Lauren.
"Buckle up, princess," he said, his voice tense and on edge. He put the car into drive and pulled out of the parking lot, his eyes darting to the rearview mirror, checking to see if Lauren was following them.
Lauren watched from a distance as Gabriel ushered Spring into the car, her jaw clenching in frustration. She had hoped to talk to him, but instead, she watched as he got into the car with Spring, his hand protectively on her waist when he let Spring into the car . She saw him look back inside from the car, his gaze scanning the surroundings, and she knew that he was checking for her.
She clenched her fists, her irritation growing by the moment. She was determined to get closer to him, but it appeared that he was making it difficult for her
Gabriel continued to drive, his grip on the steering wheel tight as he navigated through the city streets. He could feel his irritation growing as he thought about Lauren following them, her determination to get close to him despite his obvious disinterest. He glanced at Spring from the corner of his eye, his possessiveness and protectiveness growing as he saw her in the passenger seat.
"Don't worry, princess. We'll be home soon."
He muttered under his breath "And hopefully away from that damn woman."
She looked at him and put her hand on his thigh and said.
"That hag is behind you doesn't she see her age you are like son to her and she is planning to sleep with you disgusting"
*He got comfortable in her touch as he glanced in the rearview mirror, his grip on the steering wheel tightening at the sight of Lauren following behind them.*
"Yeah, I know. It's damn ridiculous."
He shook his head, a scoff escaping his mouth
"She just can't seem to accept that I have zero interest in her. She's old enough to be my damn mother, for gods sake."
He continued to drive, his eyes constantly darting to the rearview mirror to keep track of Lauren's car.
"And to think she actually thinks she has a chance with me. It's a damn joke."
He scoffed, shaking his head once more.
"I have much better taste than that, princess."
She smiled softly and nodded yes and said.
"If you stop the car I'll confront her"
He shot Spring a stern look, his possessive nature immediately kicking in.
"Absolutely not. You're not confronting her, is that clear?"
He spoke firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. There was no way in hell he was going to let her confront Lauren on her own.
She smiled softly and said.
"Okay honey"
He let out a sigh of relief, his possessive instincts still on high alert but slightly calmed by her agreement. He reached over to take her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze before returning his attention to the road.
"Good girl. I don't want you getting involved with that woman. She's unpredictable and I already don't trust her."
He glanced in the rearview mirror, his gaze narrowing as he caught sight of Lauren's car still following them.
"She's still behind us."
He muttered under his breath "Damn woman. She just won't give up."
She looked behind her inside from the car and said.
"Why don't you tell your men to block her way"
He chuckled darkly at Spring's suggestion, a small smirk playing on his lips*
"Now, that's an idea I can get behind."
He pulled out his phone and quickly sent a text, giving instructions to his men to block Lauren's car and prevent her from following them further.
As soon as he sent the text, he could see several SUVs quickly pulling out onto the road, surrounding and blocking off Lauren's car.
"There. Let's see her get through that."
He said, a tone of satisfaction in his voice.
Lauren watched in disbelief as Gabriel's men blocked her path, creating a wall of cars that blocked off her way. She slammed her fist down on the steering wheel in frustration, cursing under her breath.
"Dammit! "
She looked around desperately for a way out, but it seemed like every angle was blocked. She was completely surrounded by Gabriel's men, her path to him completely cut off.
As when they got away his men also released Lauren's path and went from there as Lauren came to back to her penthouse as she was angry and jealous and furious.
Lauren slammed the door of her penthouse shut behind her, fuming with anger and jealousy. She couldn't believe how easily she had been blocked off by Gabriel's men, preventing her from getting close to him. It was driving her insane with rage.
"Damn you, Gabriel."
She muttered under her breath as she made her way to the living room, collapsing onto the couch in frustration. She couldn't get the image of Spring with him out of her mind, the way he had pulled her close, possessive and protective.
She seethed with jealousy as she thought about how easy it was for Spring to capture his attention, his touch on her waist, the way his gaze had flickered to Spring.
"It should have been me. He should have been mine."
She couldn't understand why he had chosen Spring over her. She was older, more experienced, more successful, and yet he chose her - much younger and less experienced.
The anger and jealousy continued to boil within her as another thought crossed her mind, a thought that only added fuel to the fire.
"She's only 19. She's barely an adult. What does she have that I don't have"
She clenched her fists tightly as she tried to make sense of the situation, trying to understand why a man like Gabriel would choose someone so young over her.
The more she thought about it, the more her jealousy and anger intensified. She was a successful businesswoman, powerful and confident in her own right. She had power, money, and influence. But those things didn't seem to matter to him, he still chose Spring.
"It's not fair."
She whispered to herself, her voice full of bitterness and spite.
She couldn't help but compare herself to you. You were younger, yes, but you were also beautiful, with an innocent and youthful glow. You had a charm that he couldn't resist, a sweetness that pulled him in.
"She's too beautiful, too perfect for her age"
She thought bitterly, her jaw clenching in frustration.
Lauren replayed the memory of Spring with Gabriel in her mind, the sight of him pulling her close, his hand possessively on her hip, his gaze flickering between her.
"Damn him. Why can't he see that I'm better for him? I have more to offer. I'm more experienced, more successful, more confident."
She said through clenched teeth, her jealousy and anger reaching a peak.
On other hand they got to the mansion as Spring looked at him and said.
"Thank god your men take care of that old hag"
A small smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth at her words. He loved the way she called Lauren an old hag.
"Yeah, they did a good job blocking her off"
He said as he parked the car in front of the mansion. He took a deep breath, still shaken up by the encounter with Lauren.
"I can't believe that woman still doesn't get the damn hint. She just won't give up."
He unbuckled his seatbelt and stepped out of the car, coming over to her side to open the door for her. He reached out to take her hand, a sense of protectiveness still filling him.
"Come on, princess. Let's head inside."
She smiled softly held his hand and got out of the car.
He closed the car door behind her, his hand still linked with hers. He led her towards the door of the mansion, his expression still a little tense from the encounter with Lauren*
"Are you okay, princess? She didn't say anything to you when she was following us, right?"
His protective nature was in full force, his eyes scanning her up and down as if checking for any signs of distress.
She smiled softly and said.
"Honey I'm fine that woman didn't affect me not even a little"
A small sigh of relief escaped his lips at her words, his grip on her hand tightening slightly. He was glad that Lauren hadn't said anything to her, but the fact that she had followed Spring still bothered him.
"Good"
He grumbled, a hint of irritation in his voice,
"I don't like the idea of her getting close to you. She's unpredictable and I don't trust her intentions."
She smiled softly and held his arm.
He was relax in her touch as he opened the front door and ushered her inside, his hand still holding hers as he led her through the entrance hallway towards the living room.
He closed the door behind him and let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through his hair.
"Damn it, I can't stop thinking about it. The way she was following us, trying to get close to us. It's driving me insane"
He muttered, his irritation and possessiveness rising again.
She smiled softly and wrapped her arms around his neck and her hands were running through his hair and said.
"Honey don't worry when I'm here she won't get close to you and now it's my time to show that you chose me I'm your girlfriend and she can't take you away from me I only want your support in my plans"
His irritation slowly faded as he felt her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers running through his hair soothing him.*
At her words, a small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. He loved the way she claimed him as hers, the possessiveness in her voice making his possessive instincts flare up again
"Damn right, princess. You're mine and only mine"
He said, pulling you closer to him.
She smiled softly and asked him.
"So Honey do I have your support in my plans to show that I'm yours and you are mine"
He chuckled softly, his arms wrapping around Spring's waist, pulling her flush against his chest. He loved how possessive she was, his possessive instincts kicking in even more at the thought of her wanting to claim him as hers.
"You have my full support, princess"
He said, his voice low and possessive.
"Do whatever you want to prove that I'm yours and you're mine. I'll back you up, no matter what."
She smiled softly and kissed him.
He returned the kiss, his mouth capturing hers in a passionate and possessive kiss. His hands roamed over her body, his fingers gripping her hips as he pulled her even closer to him
"Mine"
He muttered against her lips, his possessive growl making it clear that he was staking his claim on her. He nipped at her bottom lip, his teeth grazing over the tender flesh.
His possessive instincts were taking over, the need to claim and mark her, to make making his completely. He pushed her back against the wall, his body pressing against hers, trapping her between him and the hard surface behind her.
"You're mine, princess. You understand? All mine"
He breathed, his voice rough with possessive desire, his lips finding her neck, starting to leave a trail of kisses down her throat.
As she also leaving some hickeys on his neck.
He groaned, feeling your lips against his neck, leaving a trail of hickeys on his skin. The possessive side of him grew stronger as he felt her marking him, the idea of her claiming him as hers making his possessive instincts flare up even more.
"Damn it, princess. You're gonna drive me insane"
He growled, his hands gripping her hips, his body pressing even tighter against hers.
After that next morning they were at a jewellery shop because they planned to get married as they were choosing rings when Spring saw Lauren with her secretary she smiled cunningly now her plan is going start.
Lauren walked into the jewelry store with her secretary, her eyes scanning the room until she caught sight of Spring and Gabriel. A frown appeared on her face as she saw them together, a pang of jealousy and hatred flaring within her. She tried to keep her composure, but the sight of them two together made her blood boil*
"That damn girl"
She muttered under her breath, her grip on her purse tightening as she watched Spring and Gabriel choose rings.
Her secretary, who was with her, noticed the look on her face and asked.
"Ma'am, is everything okay?"
Lauren quickly composed herself and faked a smile.
"Yes, everything is fine"
She lied, her eyes still fixed on Spring and Gabriel. She couldn't help but feel a mix of jealousy and anger as she watched them both browsing the engagement rings.