Chapter One Hundred And Ninety Five
The moment Gabriel’s deep, broken voice echoed down the quiet hotel hallway, the final walls around my heart completely shattered. The heavy leather bag I had been holding stayed forgotten on the carpeted floor. My legs, which had felt so heavy and tired just a second ago, suddenly moved on their own. I didn't care about Milan, I didn't care about Alessandro Rossi, and I didn't care about the terrifying threats of Victoria Laurent. Nothing in the universe mattered except the massive man standing in front of my door.
"Gabriel!" I choked out, my voice catching violently in my throat as hot, thick tears rushed down my cheeks.
I sprinted down the remaining stretch of the hallway, my boots thudding against the carpet. Gabriel didn't wait for me to reach hi
