novelxo Chapter Dad By Oma 87
Chapter 87 You Can't Escape Me
Clairessa's POV My cheeks heated at her question, and I suddenly felt shy. "I actually had sex for the first time last night.” The words felt strange leaving my mouth, but Dr. Carol remained composed, giving me an encouraging nod, rather than a judgmental look. “That's a big step,” she noted kindly. "How do you feel about it?” I bit my lip, thinking. “Honestly? It felt... freeing. But also a little overwhelming." "That's completely normal.” She leaned back slightly, her demeanor relaxed. "Your body is adjusting, and emotions can be all over the place. Let's talk about birth control options so you can make an informed decision going forward." She explained different methods, from daily pills to long-term options like IUDs and injections. She also covered emergency contraception and the importance of regular health check-ups. As she spoke, I found myself relaxing. She wasn't lecturing me or making me feel naive–she was simply giving me options, ensuring I was in control. “If you're not ready to decide today, that's okay," she said. "But when you are, I can prescribe something that works best for
your body and lifestyle.” I nodded, appreciating her approach. “Thank you, Dr. Carol. This was... actually really helpful.” She smiled. "I'm glad. And remember, this is your choice, not Gabriel's or anyone else's. If you ever have questions, you can always reach out to me.” I exhaled, feeling lighter than before. Maybe Gabriel was controlling, but at least this time, he had done something for me-not just for his own peace of mind. After Dr. Carol left, I stood alone in the massive villa, taking in just how serene and scenic everything was. The open-concept living space led to glass doors that opened onto a private pool, and the soft sound of waves crashing against the shore was the only thing filling the silence. Needing a moment to clear my head, I climbed the grand staircase and stepped onto the balcony. Wrapping my arms around myself, I sighed, letting the beauty of the island sink in. But my mind wouldn't stay still. Instead, it kept circling back to Dr. Carol. Gabriel had arranged for her so quickly, as if he had been prepared for this all along–like it was part of a well- rehearsed plan. Did he do this for every woman he slept with? Bring them here, have them meet his personal doctor, set everything up so smoothly? I knew I had no right to be upset. I shook my head, scolding myself. doesn't matter, Clairessa. You knew what this was. This wasn't a committed relationship, and I had told myself I wouldn't let my feelings get involved. And yet, I still felt jealous. Before I could dwell too much on it, Gabriel's deep voice sounded in my ear as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "How did it go with Dr. Carol?” I stiffened slightly, trying to shake off my emotions. "It went well,” I replied curtly. His lips brushed against the curve of my neck, sending a rush of heat through me. My body nearly gave in to his touch, but I caught myself and pulled away. Gabriel frowned, catching my wrist and gently turning me to face him. His dark eyes searched mine. "What's wrong?" "Nothing," I muttered, looking away. His fingers tightened slightly. “Clairessa.” His voice was commanding. “Talk to me. No secrets, remember?” I bit my lower lips before meeting his gaze. “I just... I can't help but wonder how Dr. Carol was already on standby the moment we landed. How many women have you done this for?" A slow smirk tugged at his lips. "Are you jealous of the supposed women I bring here for contraceptives?” I scoffed, though my face burned. “I'm not jealous. I just don't want to be one of your women who do whatever you say without question." The words came out harsher than I intended. Gabriel tilted his head, his smirk fading into something more serious. "I see..." He paused, as if choosing his next words carefully. “Clairessa, you're the first woman I've brought to this Island.” His voice was sincere. “And I'm never careless with protection. But I was with you." Something in my chest tightened at his words. "But you and Dr. Carol seem... familiar.” He sighed, shaking his head. “Instead of assuming, why don't you just ask?” I squared my shoulders. “Fine,” I challenged. “How do you two know each other?” Gabriel's jaw flexed before he answered. “Dr. Carol is the daughter of the former manager here. Years ago, I helped her mother with a favor, and Carol came to thank me. We got to talking and exchanged contacts. She told me I could reach out whenever I needed medical assistance. Given how sudden everything happened with us. I reached out to her on the yacht." "Oh..." I suddenly felt ridiculous for assuming the worst. Gabriel's gaze softened as he pulled me back into his arms. "This can only work if you trust me," he murmured, his fingers trailing along my waist. I nodded slowly. "I know,
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Gabriel. I guess I just need time.” His thumb brushed against my cheek before he murmured, “I understand." After a brief pause, he added. 1 hope Dr. Carol was able to assist you. But if you're not comfortable with her, I can arrange for another doctor in Miami.” “No, it's not that,” I admitted quickly. “She was great, but.......” I hesitated, biting my lip. “She said for the contraceptive to take full effect, I have to abstain for three weeks." Gabriel's eyes narrowed slightly. "What now?" "No sex for three weeks," I repeated, watching his expression closely. His jaw tensed, and he exhaled deeply, looking as if I had just told him something horrifying. "That's not possible. I'm calling her right away." I fought the smile threatening to break free. “I'm just kidding," I teased, watching amusement dance in his eyes as relief flooded his face. Gabriel groaned, pulling me into his arms before capturing my lips in a breath-stealing kiss. When he pulled away, he rested his forehead against mine, a small smile playing on his lips. “You're going to be the death of me, Clairessa.” I laughed, trailing my fingers over the rough stubble on his jaw. “You should've seen your face,” I quipped. “Like I had just told you an awful story.” His gaze darkened, his expression filled with playful intent. “Fuck, Clairessa... I'm going to get you back for that.” I giggled, slipping out of his embrace. “Oh? And how exactly do you plan on doing that, Mr. Storm?” Tilting his head, he took a slow, intimidating step forward, his eyes gleaming with challenge. “Oh, trust me, sweet girl... when I do, you'll be begging me for mercy." A playful shiver ran down my spine, but I held my ground, arching a teasing brow. “Mercy? Please, Gabriel," I scoffed. I knew I was poking the lion, but I didn't care. “I can handle anything you throw my way.” A wicked glint flashed in his eyes as he lunged for me, but I ducked under his arm and sprinted toward the bedroom, laughing breathlessly. "Keep running. Clairessa,” his deep voice followed me, filled with promise. “You can't escape me.” I barely made it into the room, my heart pounding with excitement, but just as I reached I was about to race down the stairs, strong arms wrapped around my waist, lifting me effortlessly. A surprised squeal escaped my lips as he tossed me onto the bed, pinning me beneath him. His face hovered inches from mine, his breath warm against my lips.