Flora's feet skidded on the gravel as Gabriel's shadow loomed over her.
"Where are you going?" he demanded, taking a step forward. "I disappeared from the mansion for one hour and you decided to step out of here!"
"It's not like that, Your Highness. I-I..." Flora stuttered, her breath hitching as Gabriel's hand suddenly clawed her neck. He didn't squeeze, but the heat from his skin and the sheer power in his grip made her blood run cold.
"Are you an idiot? If you want to die this eagerly, then tell me. I will put an end to you myself!" Gabriel's roar echoed through the mansion'a grounds.
"Let her go," Casaio interjected, placing a firm hand on his brother's shoulder.
"Say it—say that you want to die," Gabriel persisted, his thumb pressing firmly against the pulse point in her neck. "If not for Amelie, I wouldn't have given you a second chance. What is wrong with your head? First, you hid Alex's presence from me. Now, you're running straight to him, aren't you?"
