All Chapters of A Hot Daddy For Christmas: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The music roared around them.Flashing lights swept across the packed dance floor, painting everything in brief pulses of blue and red.Cami danced like she owned the room.Fearless.Carefree.Her dark hair whipped around as she spun again, laughing when someone nearly bumped into her.Ariana tried to keep her breathing steady.Because Mateo was still standing beside her.Close.Too close.His presence in the club felt like dropping a wolf into a crowded room of strangers.He didn’t belong there.And yet somehow the crowd parted around him instinctively.Cami noticed.Of course she did.“You really don’t dance, do you?” she shouted at him over the music.Mateo looked mildly amused.“Not usually.”“That’s tragic.”“I manage.”Cami grabbed Ariana’s wrist suddenly.“Come on!”Before Ariana could react, she was pulled deeper onto the dance floor.The music shifted into something faster, louder.Cami immediately started moving again.Ariana followed, trying to loosen the tight knot in her

The wind moved gently across the rooftop terrace, carrying faint echoes of the music from the club below. From up here, the pounding bass sounded distant, almost muted, like a heartbeat far beneath the surface of the night.Madrid stretched endlessly around them, lights glowing across rooftops and streets.But the calm view did nothing to settle the tension standing between the three of them.Cami’s eyes moved slowly between Ariana and Mateo.Her words still hung in the air.“You two act like strangers… but the tension between you says something else entirely.”Ariana felt her stomach tighten.She forced a small laugh.“Cami,” she said lightly, “you’re imagining things.”“I’m really not,” Cami replied.She leaned her elbows on the railing, studying them both with a playful but curious expression.Mateo, on the other hand, looked perfectly composed.Hands resting casually in his pockets.Face calm.As if nothing about this situation was unusual.“You’ve had a long night,” he said evenl

The night air outside the club was cooler than Ariana expected.The heavy music faded the moment the door shut behind them, replaced by the distant hum of Madrid at night—cars passing along the boulevard, laughter spilling from late-night cafés, the soft clatter of dishes from restaurants still open.Cami walked beside her, arms swinging loosely, still energized from the club.“You’re going to love these tacos,” she said confidently.Ariana smiled faintly. “You’ve said that three times already.”“Because they’re that good.”They crossed the street, neon lights reflecting off the pavement. The taco stand sat at the corner, bright yellow lights glowing over a small crowd of people waiting in line.Cami joined the line immediately.“Two chicken, one beef,” she told the man behind the counter like she’d been ordering there for years.Ariana leaned against the metal counter beside her.The breeze cooled her flushed skin, but it did nothing to quiet the restless thoughts moving through her

The question didn’t land loudly.Cami didn’t accuse.Didn’t push.But the way she said it—quiet, thoughtful, watching—made something tighten in Ariana’s chest.“And I’m starting to wonder why.”The music throbbed around them, heavy and relentless, but inside that small space between the three of them, everything felt sharpened.Ariana forced a small smile, lifting her drink to her lips.“You invited him,” she said.Simple.Logical.Safe.Cami didn’t look convinced.“Yeah,” she said slowly. “I did.”Her eyes flicked to Mateo.“Still doesn’t mean he had to show up.”Mateo didn’t react immediately.He took a slow sip of his drink—finally touching it after holding it all night—then set it back down on the bar.“You sounded insistent,” he said calmly.“I’m always insistent.”“And I rarely ignore you.”Cami narrowed her eyes slightly.That answer was clean.Too clean.Ariana could see it—the way Cami’s mind worked through it, turning it over, testing it.Looking for something that didn’t qu

The quiet didn’t last. It never did. A sharp knock hit the door. Once. Then again. Ariana froze instantly. Her hands were still gripping Mateo’s shirt, her back still pressed against the wall, his body still too close— Too familiar. Too dangerous. The knock came again. More impatient this time. “Mateo?” Cami’s voice. Clear. Right outside. Everything inside Ariana dropped. Her hands released him immediately. Her breath caught so sharply it almost hurt. Mateo didn’t step back right away. For half a second, he stayed exactly where he was—eyes locked on hers, expression unreadable. Calculating. Then— He moved. Fast. But controlled. Distance returned like it had never been broken. By the time the door handle shifted slightly, he was already a step away. Composed. Untouchable. Ariana pushed herself off the wall, heart racing violently now, trying to steady her breathing. The door opened. Cami stepped in. Bright. Alive. Completely unaware— Or maybe not. H