Gabriel's Obsession

A Sinful Mistake

Gabriel's POV

"Shut up, you idiotic woman! You stole my diamond necklace and still have the audacity to deny it!" Jessica's venomous voice slashed through the air, grating on my nerves like nails on a chalkboard. Just hearing her irritated me to no end. I had been informed of their return today, and true to form, they had brought their usual theatrics with them. Jessica and her two minions were nothing but a perpetual source of aggravation, and I had little patience left after an exhausting day dealing with a pressing matter for my father. The last thing I needed upon setting foot in the manor was their shrill voices polluting the air.

Then—Smack!

A sharp, unmistakable sound echoed through the hallway, snapping me to attention. Did she just slap someone? My irritation flared into unfiltered rage as I stormed toward the commotion.

What I saw made my blood run hot.

Jessica, Maddison, Paige, and—Anna?—had my angel backed into a corner. Amelia stood frozen, her small frame trembling, clutching her left cheek, where a bright red imprint of a hand marred her soft skin. Tears welled in her eyes, her breath shaky. That sight alone was enough to send me over the edge.

Without hesitation, I closed the distance between us and pulled her into my arms, shielding her from their cruelty.

"What the fuck, Jessica?!" My voice thundered through the corridor, making them all flinch. "How dare you lay a hand on my wife?"

I saw their expressions shift—some in guilt, others in defiance. It was no secret that I despised my sister-in-laws. They were a plague on this household, and the moment they returned, chaos followed like a shadow.

My gaze landed on Anna, my fury simmering into something colder, sharper. "And you, Anna? You of all people? I never expected this from you."

Anna had always been a part of my past, a presence I had once tolerated. Even though I knew she was aligned with my sisters-in-law, I had never thought she would sink to this level. Disappointment soured my rage.

"But Gabriel," Anna started, her voice a poor imitation of reason, "she stole Jessica's diamond necklace—a gift from Adrian. And she's denying it," she added, as if trying to justify their cruelty.

I gritted my teeth, my hold on Amelia tightening. The sheer audacity of their accusation burned through me. Amelia? A thief? The very idea was ridiculous.

"Enough of this bullshit," I snarled. "Amelia would never stoop to something so pathetic. What proof do you even have?"

"Oh, come on, Gabriel. Don't be blind," Maddison scoffed, folding her arms. "She's the only outsider here, and coincidentally, the theft happened after she arrived. It's a no-brainer. She's the culprit."

I exhaled sharply through my nose, struggling to contain my fury. These women were vipers, spitting poison with every word.

"Gabriel, I-I swear I didn't s-steal anything," Amelia's voice wavered, raw with emotion. She was crying now, her fingers clutching the fabric of my shirt as if anchoring herself to me.

I stroked her hair soothingly, my jaw tightening. "Her word is all the proof I need," I said, my tone final. "She didn't do this. Now get the fuck out of my sight."

Jessica scoffed, tossing her hair back. "Oh, really? Then how about we search her room?" she challenged, smug satisfaction gleaming in her eyes. She thought she had me cornered, that her false accusations would hold weight.