Ella & Alexander
Ella
I screamed and lunged for the nearest blanket, yanking it off the bed and wrapping it around myself. But it was too late—Gabriel had already seen everything. Every inch of black lace. Every exposed bit of skin. And there was a lot of that.
“Get out!” I shrieked, clutching the blanket to my chest. “What the hell are you doing in here?”
But Gabriel didn’t leave. Instead, he took a step into the room.
“I should be the one asking you what you’re doing,” he growled.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Gabriel sneered. “Don’t play innocent, Ella. You’re trying to seduce him, aren’t you? Trying to get knocked up so he’s forever bound to you? Or are you just hoping he’ll be stupid enough to mark you?”
I blinked, my shock and humiliation momentarily re
