Gabriel's pov
I stood on the terrace, overlooking the entire house and my eyes rested on Sinclair's eyes, glaring at me from the courtyard as he kissed Blair who was clearly unaware of my presence.
My grip tightened as I held the glass of wine and soon enough, it couldn't withstand the pressure so it burst and scattered its pieces all over the place.
"What have you done Sinclair?" I asked nobody in particular as I watched him carry her away and the only thing I saw was him taking his shirt off.
I felt a huge pang of jealousy inside of me as my blood boiled and my veins felt like they would pop anytime soon..
To avoid getting enraged even more, I turned around and returned to my room.
"Gabriel you haven't spoken a word to me ever since I arrived.." Agatha whined as I walked past her in the hallway but I brushed past her and stormed into my room.