ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE SINGLE DAD (Gabrielle and Damon) novel Chapter 164

CHAPTER 164

GABRIELLE’S POV

I was so far behind in class that I had to spend the rest of my morning catching up with my online lectures.

With everything going on, doing something normal for once felt like a slice of heaven.

By noon, I was tired of sitting in one spot and decided to do some light stretches when I spotted Damon outside through the window.

He was seated by the pool, wiping down a gun.

Not just one.

Several of them were spread out on the table beside him, sleek and expensive models that gleamed

under the sun.

Some were already disassembled, their pieces arranged neatly in front of him.

I bit my bottom lip before I could stop myself.

He was shirtless, the afternoon sun glinting faintly off the thin sheen of sweat on his skin.

Every time his arm moved, the muscles in his shoulders and back flexed.

My gaze drifted lower.

He was wearing loose black pants that hung a little too low on his waist, the fabric resting dangerously close to his hips.

I forgot all about my stretches in that moment.

Fuck, he could stretch me out himself.

Rocco could find out about his son’s death any moment now.

or the

And here Damon was, calmly handling his guns with those skillful fingers that had taken me over the edge more times than I could count.

Oh, god,

It was official.

I was Damon Gravari’s whore.

I leaned against the window frame, watching him longer than I probably should have.

Would it be wrong to touch myself to the sight of him?

He beckoned to someone and George came into my view.

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Suddenly, I didn’t feel like touching myself anymore.

Damon said something to him, and he nodded, rushing into the house and almost slipping by the doorway.

My gaze was returning to Damon when I caught movement from the corner of my eye.

I turned my head slightly.

Across the courtyard, through another window, Anya stood there watching him too.

My jaw tightened. “That fucking bitch! What the hell?!”

Her gaze was fixed on him like she had every right to stand there and admire the view of my husband.

A fresh wave of irritation rolled through me.

And almost immediately, a knock came on my door.

“Come in,” I said.

The door pushed open and George walked in. “Good afternoon, Miss Gabrielle.”

I didn’t move from the window.

“Mr. Damon sent for you,” he said.

My eyes hesitantly moved from Anya as I turned to face George. “Thank you. I’ll be there shortly.”

He nodded and left.

I looked back to the window and saw Anya was still standing there watching him intently.

My eyes moved away from her and landed on the dresser beside me.

A bottle of sunscreen sat there.

Slowly, a smile spread across my lips.

Very well, then.

If she wanted a show, I could give her one.

I picked up the bottle and headed into the closet room to change into the sluttiest bikini I could find.

I joined Damon a few minutes later.

The sun was warmer than I expected, the light reflecting off the pool and dancing across the stone patio.

His attention seemed completely absorbed in what he was doing.

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glotil he sensed me

His head lifted slightly before even reached him, and his eyes lingered on me a minute too long

“Wow,” he said.

I stopped beside the table and lifted the sunscreen bottle slightly. “Song was late I had to find this

first

Demon’s gaze flicked to the bottle, then slowly back to my body. “Sinossen is not what I’m interested in right now.”

“I know,” I said, stepping closer to him. “But I still want to apply it on your

From the corner of my eye, I could see the window across the courtyard

Anya was still there watching like a creep

I poured some sunscreen into my palm,

“Turn around, husband,” I said sweedy

A quiet huff of amusement left him but he turned around anyway.

I placed my hand on his back.

The warmth of his skin beneath my palm sent a small shiver up my spine.

1 spread the sunscreen slowly across his shoulders, and down his back, enjoying the way his skin felt soft but hard underneath,

“I thought you were going to be busy with your plans today,” I said.

He shook his head, “No, I’m still waiting for a friend to deliver something very important first. Were you catching up with classes?”

My hand froze on his back. “How did you-”

“I’ve known for a while now,” he cut me off.

I stared at his back for a brief second, before continuing my movements. “Yes, I was.”

I was so lost in him that I forgot about Anya for a moment. When I turned to her window, she was no longer there.

I thought she was going to stay longer just to spite me, but it was obvious she couldn’t handle the sight.

Good

Maybe now was a good time to discuss about her behavior with Damon.

Before I could turn back to him, he moved fast and pinned me against the table, both hands on either

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I gasped.

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“I called you out here to talk, wife,” he said. “And to teach you something that I believe will come in handy soon. But how can I do that when you look like this?”

My breath turned shallow.

I had to lift my head to look into his eyes. “Damon…”

His thumb brushed my cheek, his voice dropping to a whisper. “I want to take you upstairs and tie you up while I ravish your body like it’s my last meal.”

An involuntary moan escaped me.

I felt my face flush immediately.

“But first,” he said, his hand moving behind me, “there are more pressing matters at hand.”

His hand returned with a gun in it.

Months ago, the sight would have scared me half to death but now it didn’t.

Instead, it turned me on by reminding me of the night Damon slipped one into my mouth, and between my legs before killing that rapist with it.

Yeah, something was definitely wrong with me.

But I loved it.

Damon brushed the gun over my lips. “Do you know how to use a gun, wife?”

I shook my head. “No.”

“I figured,” he responded. “I’m going to teach you how to use one.”

I swallowed.

Damon’s eyes lingered on my throat as it moved.

“And if you’re a fast learner,” he continued, his voice calm in that way that always made my pulse race, “I might reward you.”

My stomach fluttered.

“Reward me?” I repeated.

His mouth curved faintly. “You seem like the type who learns better with incentives.”

I tried to ignore the heat creeping up my neck–and failed. “And what exactly is the reward?”

nevnd ewing Jamon grassed his bulge against my stomach

Then he reached for my Hands

is fingers wrassed ardand my wrists and lifted them, guiding them slowly toward the gun.

Hands settled over mine as he positioned my fingers around the grip.

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Samon picked on the other guns and led us away from the poolside to an open yard with torso shaped

He dropped the masson on the grass and closed the space between us.

Then he adjusted my stance, one hand holding mine up as he turned me toward the targets, his chest Brucking against my back

Ways text it like a toy he continued. “And never point it at something you’re not ready to kill.”

The words were harsh but the way he said them sent a strange thrill through me.

Ahe hand slid down my arm, correcting the angle of my elbow.

No need for muffles, he murmured near my ear. The space is vast enough to do without them. Relax you showers for me

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