Todos los capítulos de Make Me Moan, Daddy : Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

REINAWe paid, laughed our way out of the counter, and headed toward the restrooms before leaving. Tessa needed to fix her lipstick; I just needed to pee.As we reached the corridor, Tessa suddenly stopped short. “Wait! Dammit, I left my purse at the counter!”I sighed, half amused. “Seriously?”“Seriously. Go ahead, I’ll be right back,” she said, spinning on her heel. "Go on in, don't wait for me or you're going to pee on yourself."“Okay.” I pushed open the restroom door and stepped inside.The air was cool and smelled faintly of different kinds of feminine perfumes. A few stalls, a long counter, one woman washing her hands before leaving. I went into a stall, locked it, and took a moment to breathe.Finally... quiet. My ears still rang faintly from the boutique’s music, that pulsing electro beat that made everything feel too loud, too bright. I leaned against the partition for a second, just letting my heartbeat settle.Then I heard it,The sound of the door creaking open again.F

REINA I was pretty sure we were about to die. Or be kidnapped. Or… I don’t even know. My heart was beating crazily against my ribcage as I kept glancing at the black car through the rearview mirror, as my hands gripped the steering wheel like my life depended on it—because apparently, it did. Tessa was beside me, half leaning over the console, half screaming into her phone. “911? Yes! Hello! Um… two women… possibly in danger… a car is following us! Maybe a criminal? Maybe robbers? Probably a very scary one! I don’t know!” she babbled, waving one hand in the air while the other kept pressing buttons like she could summon help through sheer panic. I could barely focus on driving. “Tessa, slow down! Don’t... don’t panic! You're all over the place. Just... just tell them we need help!” “I am telling them!” she shouted back. Her voice wavered somewhere between hysteria and pure terror, which I was barely containing mine. “I’m terrified! We’re… okay, we’re being followed, please send

TESSAHer eyes widened. “Dance? Right now? How about our drinks?”“Yes! We dance now and drink later... Before anyone dares breathe on you!” I grabbed her hand, and she laughed, letting herself be pulled toward the dance floor.The lights flashed in waves of gold and violet, cutting through the haze as the bass throbbed like a living heartbeat. Reina’s laughter brushed my ear—light, careless—and before I could stop myself, my hand slid to her waist.She didn’t pull away.Her body moved against mine, soft and deliberate, every sway syncing with the rhythm, every touch a small, electric sin. I could feel the warmth of her skin through her dress, the same short and see through dress I had picked for her, the curve of her hips pressing into me when she spun back around. The crowd was a blur, a heartbeat of strangers, but all I could feel was her.The scent of her shampoo mixed with the whiskey on her breath. Sweet. Sexy. Addictive.“Having fun?” I managed, my voice low, almost lost benea

REINAToday was hell after hell.After that disgusting encounter with the creep at the store earlier, I had almost fooled myself into believing that the day couldn’t possibly get any worse. But life, apparently, had other plans.Because after our narrow escape from what could’ve easily turned into a kidnapping—or worse, an attack—I’d learned to never, ever say never again.Maybe it was paranoia clawing at my gut, but something about that black car that tailed us for fifteen whole minutes didn’t feel like coincidence. It didn’t feel random. The thought that someone might’ve been watching us—hunting us—kept replaying in my mind like a horror movie on loop.A part of me tried to reason with myself, whispering that maybe I was overthinking it. But another, louder part refused to believe that lie. No. Something was wrong. Terribly, dangerously wrong.And if I wasn’t the target... then it had to be Tessa.The idea alone sent a cold rush of panic through me, one so intense I could feel it in

REINA I should’ve said something. I should’ve told him he couldn’t talk like that, that we couldn’t talk like that right in the open... but I didn’t. Because instead of fear, I felt heat rising in my chest, in my cheeks, down my neck and straight to my pulsing cunt. I bit the inside of my lip to hide the smile threatening to break through.He noticed anyway. “You think this is funny?” he asked, voice rough. "You think teasing me is funny?"“No,” I said, fighting laughter. “I think you’re overreacting.”“Overreacting?” He leaned closer, his breath warm against my ear. “You were being watched, Reina. You were tailed for God knows how long, barely thirty minutes ago. And now you’re here, dressed like that, with strange men putting their hands near you...”“He didn’t touch me,” I cut in softly.Fuck! Is he jealous? Is Domenico Gravano jealous of Paul?“Yet,” Domenico snapped, his grip on my wrist tightening for a second before he forced himself to let go. He exhaled hard. “You don’t und