Chapter 2

• CHAPTER TWO
• GABRIELLE
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• There were voices engaged in discussions as I walked behind Phoebe, all too soon we reached the dining room.
• I kept my eyes cast downwards, my legs feeling like molten plastic.
• "These are both my daughters, this is your betrothed Lucian "
• My head snapped upwards the moment father uttered those words, he was also the first person my eyes located. If anything, he looked nervous which I've never seen him ever before.
• There were at least more than ten people sitting over the large wooden dining table, but my eyes found him.
• My heart jerked hard against my chest. The burning grey eyes continued to hold mine and I couldn't tear my eyes away, those eyes held power that threatened to consume me. The heat simmering in those orbs was making me uneasy.
• His coal-colored hair was kept long, almost brushing against his shoulders, his jawline cut shaper than any I have ever seen, his arms were bunched with muscles that were prominent even though he was putting on a business suit.
• Everything about him screamed danger.
• I suddenly caught myself stating, my eyes returned to the marble floor almost immediately as I bent my waist a little in greeting.
• "Come! Come the both of you! Take a seat, the food is getting cold " Mother spoke with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.
• We took out seats, I made sure that I was sitting next to her and father.
• The tension was thick in the air, I think it had been there before I even stepped into the living room.
• I couldn't stomach anything, so I didn't even try to. Once when I mistakenly glanced upwards, I found those scorching silvery orbs burning holes through me, making me feel smaller than I already was.
• My gaze searched around the room and found a very familiar face.
• Derek.
• My heart instinctively sped up in excitement, only the excitement didn't last for long, he was in no way looking in my direction.
• It felt as though he was ignoring staring at me purposely and the thought of that made my heart hurt.
• Soon, dinner was over, all I wanted was to flee back to my room, but that wish was brought up short.
• "I want to have a word with my fiancee in private." His deep voice cuts through the air, he wasn't asking, he was demanding.
• I shrunk further into my seat, I met mother's and father's stares with a pleading look.
• I didn't want to be left alone with this man, not even for a second.
• I was betrayed by father's wide smile.
• "Of course. Gabby, go and show him around the house " Father wasn't asking either, it was a direct order.
• Please no! I pleaded inwardly even as my legs started to obey, I cast my eyes towards Derek, he still wasn't looking in my direction.
• Lucian Castiel stood up at that moment, Lord, he was tall!
• He had to stand at least close to six ft five.
• I never expected him to stride towards me to extended his hand for me to take.
• All eyes were pinned on the both of us, having no other option, I slipped my much smaller one into his.
• His strong fingers encircled mine, engulfing mine with warmth.
• I began to lead the way.
• My chest was rigid with dread, he was so close beside me, I could perceive the faint smell of his cologne.
• "Tell me your name!" He spoke dangerously close to my ears.
• He probably already knew that, what was the need for his asking?
• I took a deep breath to calm myself against the nervousness that seemed to choke my insides.
• Again, it didn't skip my notice that he had never asked for it, he commanded.
• "Gabrielle"
• I continued to stare at our mable tiled floor as I spoke, feeling a little gratification at myself, my voice didn't falter as I thought it would.
• "Eyes up, look at me! Your eyes will be on me all of the time!" The sharp command came, making me jerk instinctively.
• A wave of annoyance swept through me at his words, I glowered up at him.
• Why did he think he could order me about?
• "Maybe you should learn to talk with a little bit of respect if you want anyone to listen to what you have to say!" I gritted.
• His eyes narrowed into slits, as though he had never expected me to speak back to him.
• The dark intense look that crossed his features before he suddenly gripped on my chin, hard enough to bruise was utmost terrifying.
• "I do not enjoy this attitude, Gabrielle! When I demand something, you are meant to answer!" He gave my chin a sharp jerk, yanking them up once again, much painfully this time, and a sob escaped my mouth.
• "You will do well to never make this mistake again, is it not? "
• I nodded frantically, anything to stop the pain, he was practically splitting my jaws in half.
• "Tell me with your words! I want to hear you speak! " He growled in a low dangerous tone that had me scrambling for the right words.
• "Yes, I understand! " I coughed against his harsh grip, staring at him with wide frightened eyes.
• It seemed like forever before he finally released his grip, I rubbed my painful jaw, staggering a few steps backward.
• His features lacking the slightest show of remorse.
• He was a monster who wasn't hesitant to show off his dark side.
• I couldn't ever marry him!
• I wouldn't!