Alle Kapitel von A Hot Daddy For Christmas: Kapitel 101 – Kapitel 110

Morning came quietly.Not soft.Not peaceful.Just… inevitable.Ariana woke before her alarm.Her eyes opened slowly, staring up at the unfamiliar ceiling of her staff apartment as the early light filtered through thin curtains. The city outside was already alive—cars moving, distant voices, the low hum of Madrid beginning again.But inside her—Nothing felt settled.Her body still carried the memory of last night.The wall.His hands.The way everything had nearly collapsed the moment Cami knocked.Her chest tightened.Too close.They were getting too close.Not emotionally.Not even physically.Carelessly.And that was worse.Her phone buzzed on the nightstand.She reached for it instantly.Mateo: Report to my office before your shift.No greeting.No softness.Back to structure.Back to control.Ariana stared at the message for a second.Then exhaled slowly.Of course.If anything, last night would make him more controlled, not less.She pushed herself out of bed.Cold floor agains

The elevator ride felt longer than it should have.Ariana stood alone inside, her reflection staring back at her from the mirrored walls—composed, controlled, almost untouched.Almost.Her pulse said otherwise.Steady.Too steady.The kind of steady that came before something broke.The numbers climbed.Each floor bringing her closer to a decision she had already made the moment she turned away from home.The doors opened.Quiet.Effortless.Like everything in his world.She stepped out.The hallway was empty.Soft lighting.Muted silence.Controlled.Her heels echoed softly as she walked to his door.She didn’t knock immediately.Her hand hovered for a second.One second.That was all the hesitation she allowed herself.Then—She knocked.The door opened almost instantly.Like he had been standing there waiting.He probably had.Mateo stepped aside without a word.Letting her in.No greeting.No smile.Just presence.Ariana walked past him into the apartment.The city stretched beyon

Cami didn’t blink.She didn’t smile.She didn’t soften the question.“Something you’re not telling me.”It sat between them—heavy, deliberate, impossible to ignore.Ariana felt it immediately.This wasn’t casual curiosity.This was focus.This was Cami choosing to look closer.Ariana leaned back slightly in her chair, forcing her body into something relaxed, something natural.“What do you think you saw?” she asked calmly.Cami’s fingers tapped once against the table.Then stopped.“I think,” she said slowly, “that you disappeared with my dad… and didn’t come back when you said you would.”Ariana held her gaze.“That’s not what happened.”Cami tilted her head.“Then tell me what did.”There was no room for hesitation now.No space for uncertainty.Ariana exhaled softly.“We talked,” she said.“About what?”“You.”That landed.Cami’s expression shifted—just slightly.Not softer.But… attentive.“Me?”“Yes.”“What about me?”Ariana leaned forward just enough to make it feel intentional.

The hospital felt tighter that afternoon.Not physically.But structurally.Like something unseen had shifted beneath the surface—subtle, but enough to throw everything slightly off balance.Ariana felt it the moment she stepped back onto the floor.Elena handed her a chart without looking up.“Room twelve. Post-op observation.”“Got it.”Routine.Normal.Safe.Ariana moved through her tasks with precision, grounding herself in familiarity. Vitals. Medication checks. Documentation. Everything done exactly as expected.But her mind wasn’t still.It kept circling back—Cami’s eyes.Mateo’s words.Containment.The word didn’t sit right.It lingered.Uncomfortable.Unsettling.Because it made everything feel less like something they were protecting—And more like something they were controlling before it broke.“Ariana.”She turned.Lucas stood beside her, hands in his pockets, watching her with mild concern.“You’ve been quiet today.”“I’m working.”“You’re always working.”A faint smile

The shift didn’t settle after that.If anything—It sharpened.Ariana moved through the hospital like she always did—precise, efficient, composed—but something underneath had changed again.Not chaotic.Not unstable.Just… heightened.Like every interaction carried more weight than it should.Like everything mattered more now.—Her phone buzzed just after noon.She didn’t check it immediately.Didn’t break rhythm.Didn’t let herself react.Only when she stepped into a quieter hallway did she finally look.Cami: Lunch again today?Ariana stared at the message.Short.Simple.But different from before.No warmth.No softness.Just… direct.A test.Another one.Her fingers hovered over the screen.Then she typed:I can. Same place?Three dots appeared instantly this time.Cami: Yeah.No delay.No hesitation.That alone told Ariana everything she needed to know.Cami wasn’t pulling away anymore.She was leaning in.—The café felt less neutral this time.The same tables.The same soft no