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Diavolo Ch 02

Date: 4/16/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

at her feet, he proceeded to lift her injured left foot and press the towel to the bottom of it. He dabbed at the drying blood a few times before lifting her tiny foot to see the damage. It was just a small puncture wound oozing a drop of blood as he looked at it. “You’ll live,” he murmured, his voice echoing in the vast bathroom. He looked up at her. Her hands were fisting the material of his shirt in her lap, a scowl set firmly on her face. She’d probably look really pretty if she smiled, but, right now, he didn’t care much for the suspicious way her eyes were narrowing on him. He cleared his throat. “What’s your name?” “Abigail,” she replied primly. He kept his eyes on her face, resisting the urge to checkout her legs. “Nice to meet you Abigail,” he returned softly, keeping his expression blank. Her brows drew together a little more and her lips pressed into a firm line. Gabe could tell she was struggling with some serious internal monologue and decided to stay mute just to make her squirm a little more. Her eyes darted to his hands, which were still holding her foot as she took a deep breath. When she tried to draw her foot away, he gripped it tighter, and raised a brow at her, curious to see what she’d do then. Her prickly reaction to him had him intrigued and somewhat amused. Pop Tart was interesting…different. “You’re seeing my sister,” she blurted— hurled the words at him, actually, quite venomously. Gabriel released her foot as if it were a poisonous snake and stood. ... He wasn’t really seeing Mikayla Brown. She was sort of stalking him, but she was fun and the guys from the band had grown attached to her. Abigail leaned forward, her eyes bugging out of their sockets at him. He almost wanted to recoil. “You need to stop immediately,” Abigail demanded haughtily. What? Abigail clenched her fists with determination, her neck stretching up farther toward him. “You need to stay away— far away. Leave her alone—now!” Gabriel snorted, letting his eyes flick over her. Who the hell did this chick think she was? He really hadn’t been too interested in Mikayla, had only gone as far as letting her kiss and feel him up, but he sure as hell didn’t like anyone—aside from his grandmother, of course—telling him who he could or could not see. Abigail shot to her feet, keeping her weight off her left foot. She barely came up to his chin, but tipped her pert little nose up at him defiantly. “Mikayla’s engaged to Daniel Montenegro II. They’re going to get married and he doesn’t deserve this callous lack of respect. He’s a good man,” she snapped at Gabriel, her eyes gleaming as if she were possessed, “honorable, and good, and sweet.” So…Abigail wasn’t Daniel’s girlfriend, but the way she talked about his half-brother, he could tell she felt something for him. Gabriel wasn’t sure why, but that bothered him more than knowing Mikayla was Daniel’s actual girlfriend. “I’m not forcing Micks to be with me,’ he growled at her. Abigail’s nose rose even higher. “Good. Then ...