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A Hot Daddy For Christmas Chapter 82
The morning light slipped through Mateo’s bedroom in quiet silver streaks.Not harsh.Not loud.Just soft enough to trace the outline of Ariana’s bare shoulder where the sheet had fallen away.Mateo was already awake.He always woke before the sun fully claimed the skyline.But today he didn’t move.He watched.Her breathing was slow. Even. One hand tucked beneath her cheek. Hair spilled across the white pillow in dark waves.Peaceful.Too peaceful for the world she had stepped into.His jaw tightened slightly.She had chosen this.He reminded himself of that.Chosen him.Chosen the risk.Chosen the fall.Still… the instinct to shield her from the consequences coiled tight in his chest.She stirred.Brows knitting faintly before her lashes fluttered open.For a second, confusion flickered there.Then memory settled in.Her eyes found him.“You’re staring,” she murmured, voice husky from sleep.“Yes.”“How long?”“Long enough.”A faint smile curved her lips. “That’s unsettling.”“It sh
A Hot Daddy For Christmas Chapter 81
He didn’t let her drift too far.Even in the quiet aftermath, even with her breathing slowing against his chest, Mateo remained deliberate.Present.His fingers continued their slow path through her hair, not absentminded — intentional. As if reminding her he was still there. Still steady.Still in control.The city lights beyond the glass shimmered like distant stars. Madrid carried on beneath them — unaware that something dangerous had just deepened high above its streets.Ariana shifted slightly, her cheek resting more fully against him.“You’re thinking,” she murmured.“I always am.”She smiled faintly against his skin. “About work?”“No.”His hand slid lower, settling at her waist, firm and warm.“About consequences.”Her fingers tightened lightly over his chest.“You regret this already?”He tilted his head slightly so he could look down at her.“Regret is inefficient.”“That wasn’t what I asked.”A pause.His thumb traced a slow line along her spine.“I am calculating,” he corr
A Hot Daddy For Christmas Chapter 80
The rest of the shift passed in fragments.Beeping monitors.Soft-soled shoes against polished floors.Muted conversations at the nurses’ station.Ariana functioned flawlessly.If anyone watched her, they would see nothing but competence — steady hands, calm voice, precise documentation.But underneath that polished surface, something had shifted.The stairwell kiss hadn’t been desperate.It hadn’t been rushed.It had been intentional.And intention was always more dangerous.By the time her shift ended, the sky outside had softened into late afternoon haze. Warm light filtered through the hospital’s tall glass panels, stretching long shadows across the lobby floor.She didn’t text him.She didn’t need to.Her phone buzzed just as she stepped outside.Mateo: Car. Five minutes.Her pulse fluttered.Simple.Direct.She swallowed and walked toward the curb.The black car was already waiting.Engine running.Windows tinted.Controlled.Like him.The driver’s door opened.He stepped out in
A Hot Daddy For Christmas Chapter 79
Morning came softly.Not dramatically. Not violently.Just pale gold light slipping through the thin curtains of Ariana’s apartment, stretching across the wooden floor and climbing slowly up the side of her bed.Madrid was quiet at that hour. The distant hum of early traffic. A delivery truck somewhere below. The faint rattle of a café shutter being rolled open on the corner.Ariana lay still.Awake.She hadn’t slept much.Not because of anxiety.Not because of fear.Because of anticipation.Mateo’s voice from yesterday replayed in her mind.You will come to me.Not a question.A decision.Her stomach tightened at the memory.She rolled onto her back, staring at the ceiling. The morning air was cool against her bare skin. Her body still felt sensitized — like every nerve had been tuned too tightly.She inhaled slowly.Then forced herself out of bed.Routine.Control.She needed both.The shower was warm, almost too warm. Steam curled around the glass walls as she tilted her head back
A Hot Daddy For Christmas Chapter 78
The new year air over Madrid felt sharper that morning.Cold sunlight poured between the buildings of Salamanca, catching on wrought-iron balconies and glass storefronts, turning everything deceptively bright. The city moved forward — clean, renewed, alive.Inside Ariana, nothing felt clean.Nothing felt simple.She hadn’t slept properly. Every time she drifted off, she felt him again — the press of his body, the weight of his voice in her ear, the way he said you belong to me like it was a medical fact.By the time she arrived at Hospital del Sol, she was composed.Immaculate.Unreadable.The glass façade reflected her back at her: young, controlled, professional.But her pulse betrayed her.The lobby was quieter than usual. Post-holiday calm. A new year settling into routine. Nurses exchanged soft greetings. Orderlies pushed carts down gleaming corridors. The hospital smelled faintly of antiseptic and expensive coffee.She walked into cardiology without hesitation.Elena noticed imm
A Hot Daddy For Christmas Chapter 77
By late afternoon, the hospital corridors had emptied slightly. The bustle of morning rounds and patient check-ins had given way to a quieter, more controlled rhythm. Ariana moved among the patients, steady, efficient, professional—but inside, she felt every heartbeat in sync with the one she could not stop thinking about: Mateo.She paused in the cardiology wing, adjusting an IV drip, trying to calm the residual heat that had built up during her earlier encounter with him. The brush of his fingers, the whisper of his lips along her neck, the way he claimed her so completely—it lingered like fire under her skin.A shadow fell across her workspace, subtle yet unmistakable. She looked up, already knowing who it would be. Mateo. He stood a few feet away, arms crossed over his chest, his expression unreadable, calm, and commanding all at once. His presence made the sterile corridor feel charged, electric, dangerous.“You’ve been productive,” he said quietly, voice low enough for only her
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