GABRIEL
I paced outside Ariana’s bedroom door, feeling restless. I had gotten a call from Sebastian telling me that our father wanted to see me again.
What the heck did he want?
Hadn’t the whole ass discussion we had had back at home been enough for him? Or was I supposed to be at his beck and call simply because I hadn’t done what he wanted?
There were a lot of things that made me resent being in the family I was, and my father’s attitude was one of them.
There was a noise behind the door, just before it opened and the stylist walked out, clearing her throat once she saw me outside the door.
“Are you done? Is she ready?” I asked with a raised brow, trying to peek between the little slit of the not quite closed door.
She nodded with a smile. “Yes, Sir. She is ready.” She bowed. “I’l
