All Chapters of A Hot Daddy For Christmas: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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The Cost Of Defiance

"No!!!!"The word "No" didn't just hang in the air; it felt like a physical barrier Ariana had slammed down between them. Her heart was battering against her ribs so violently she was certain he could see the emerald fabric of Cami’s dress jumping with every thud. She kept her spine rigid, her chin tilted at a defiant angle, refusing to turn around and give him the satisfaction of seeing her as the prey he clearly believed her to be."I am not your plaything, Mr. Lopez," she whispered, her voice gaining a sharp, defensive edge as she fought back the suffocating heat of his proximity. "I don't care how much power you think you have in this house or at the hospital. I am here because Cami invited me. I am her guest, her friend. You don't get to order me around like one of your residents."The silence that followed was absolute, the kind of silence that precedes a lightning strike. Mateo didn't pull away. He didn't erupt in the lethal rage she expected. Instead, he stepped even closer, u

The Illusion of Normalcy

The silence of the library was heavy, pressing against Ariana’s eardrums as the two-hour countdown began. She stared at the digital protocols on the tablet, but the words were just flickering lines of light. All she could see was the predatory glint in Mateo’s eyes and the way his hand had felt—heavy and possessive—at the nape of her neck.He’s right, a dark voice whispered in the back of her mind. You stayed. You whispered his name. You didn't run."No," she breathed, pushing the chair back so hard it screeched against the hardwood. "No, this is wrong. This is Cami's father. This is madness."She needed to fix this. She needed to reset the boundaries that had been obliterated the moment she stepped onto that moonlit balcony last night. If she could just be firm, if she could show him that she wasn't some girl playing a game, maybe they could go back to the way things were supposed to be before she officially moved her life into this house.Ariana hurried out of the library, her heels

The Plaza

The afternoon sun in Madrid was golden and unforgiving, bouncing off the white-stone facades of the Plaza de Oriente. Ariana felt like she was stepping out of a tomb as she exited the Lopez mansion and climbed into the back of the SUV. The library—and the sound of Mateo’s voice—still clung to her like a second skin."Oh my god, you look so much better!" Cami chirped, tucking a loose strand of Ariana’s hair behind her ear. "The white shirt is a bit... 'I'm about to go on a shift,' but it’s definitely more comfortable than that green dress. Honestly, Ari, you were so quiet at breakfast. My dad didn't bore you to death with those protocols, did he?""No," Ariana lied, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. "He was... very thorough.""He’s a perfectionist. It’s why he’s the best surgeon in the country, but he can be a total hard-ass." Cami laughed, oblivious to the way Ariana flinched at the description. "But don't worry. This afternoon is about us. Churros and wine. Mostly wine."As they

The Dinner Table

The dining room was bathed in the amber glow of the setting sun. Mateo was already seated at the head of the table, his sleeves rolled up, focused on pouring a deep red Rioja into a crystal glass. He didn't look up as they entered; he simply waited for the air to change, which it did the moment Ariana stepped into the room."We’re back!" Cami announced, sliding into her chair. "The Plaza was gorgeous, Dad. You really should have come."Mateo finally lifted his gaze, his eyes skipping over his daughter to lock onto Ariana. "I had things to attend to, Camila. I see Ariana has managed to find something a bit more... understated to wear."Ariana sat down, her movements stiff. "I thought it was best.""It’s practical," Mateo murmured, taking a slow sip of his wine. "It allows one to focus on what matters without unnecessary distractions.""Oh, speaking of distractions!" Cami reached for the breadbasket, completely oblivious to the daggers being thrown across the table. "We ran into Dr. Mor

The Price of Silence

The library doors didn't just close; they felt like they sealed the rest of the world away. Mateo didn't bother with the overhead lights. The only illumination came from the dying embers in the fireplace, casting flickering, orange-red shadows across the thousands of leather-bound books that lined the walls."Sit," he said again, his voice lower than it had been at dinner.Ariana didn't sit. She stood by the heavy mahogany desk, her hands clenched behind her back so he wouldn't see them shaking. "I'm not doing this, Mateo. I'm not going to be the girl you play with while Cami is out at parties. It’s sick."Mateo didn't flinch at the word. He set his wine glass on the desk and walked toward her, his movements fluid and predatory. He didn't stop until he was close enough for her to feel the radiated heat of his body."Sick?" He tilted his head, his eyes roaming over her face with a terrifying intensity. "What’s sick, Ariana, is the way you look at me when you think no one is watching. W

The Anatomy of a Betrayal

The guest room was silent, but the air felt charged, as if the molecules had been rearranged by Mateo’s presence. Ariana sat on the edge of the oversized bed, her hands clasped so tightly in her lap that her knuckles were bone-white. She stared at the closed door, half-expecting the handle to turn again, half-fearing that it wouldn't.How did I get here?The question looped in her mind like a broken record. Only a few days ago, she had touched down at the airport with nothing but a suitcase and a dream of a fresh start. She had come to Madrid to escape the stagnation of her old life, to prove she could make it in one of the most prestigious hospitals in Europe. She had come for a career, for her future, and for the chance to be near Cami, the one person who had been her anchor through five years of nursing school.But the moment she had bumped into that wall of charcoal wool at the airport, the trajectory of her life had shifted. She remembered the spark—that strange, instantaneous jo

First Climax🥵🥵

The lock clicked, but the guest suite didn't feel safe. Ariana collapsed against the door, her lungs straining for air that felt too thick to breathe. The kitchen was stories below, but she could still feel the phantom heat of Mateo’s chest against her back, the terrifying, electric pressure of his hand against her stomach.She moved toward the bed like a sleepwalker, her legs heavy and uncoordinated. She caught her reflection in the long mirror—flushed, wild-eyed, her lips stung to a dark, swollen red. She looked like a woman who had been handled, a sight that made her stomach flip with a mix of dread and a pulsing, unfamiliar heat."It’s just the adrenaline," she whispered, her voice a ragged ghost.But as she lay back on the silk sheets, her mind betrayed her. For years, she had dated Tyler. Tyler was safe. He was her age, kind, and patient. When they had touched, it had been a clumsy, polite negotiation. He had never made her blood feel like it was boiling; he had never made her w

Finally Giving in🥵🥵

The sunlight streaming through the windows of the Lopez breakfast nook felt like an insult to the chaos churning inside Ariana’s body. She sat rigidly, her spine barely touching the chair, clutching a cup of black coffee as if it were the only thing keeping her grounded. Every time she breathed, she felt the friction of her clothes against her skin—skin that was still hypersensitive from the night before.She couldn't stop the flashbacks. The image of Mateo’s face, the heat of her own hands, the way she had cried out his name in the dark of her suite while Tyler was a distant, fading memory of a life she no longer recognized. Tyler had been safe. Tyler had been gentle. But Tyler had never made her lose her mind the way the ghost of Mateo Lopez had last night."Ariana? Earth to Ari!" Cami laughed, waving a hand in front of Ariana's face. "I said, we have a massive day. The Christmas party is tomorrow night, and we still haven't picked out your gown. Dad is actually coming with us to th

Climax Under the table 🥵🥵

The fabric of the changing room curtain shivered as Cami’s hand brushed against the outside. Ariana’s soul felt like it was leaving her body. She was pinned against the mirror, her shirt hiked up, her lips swollen, and her best friend’s father was a solid, unyielding wall of muscle against her."Ari? You okay? You’re being really quiet," Cami said, her voice inches away.Ariana’s mouth opened, but no sound came out. She looked at Mateo, pleading with her eyes for him to do something—anything—but he only stared back at her with a dark, amused glint. He liked this. He fed on the terror and the risk.Finally, Mateo took a slow breath and stepped back just an inch, though he kept one hand firmly on Ariana’s hip, his thumb digging into the bone."Camila," Mateo called out, his voice perfectly projected, calm and authoritative as if he were in the middle of a hospital board meeting. "Go and check the jewelry counter near the entrance. I noticed a pearl necklace that would suit the emerald d

Miss Him?

The sun was barely up, but the Lopez estate was already a hive of frantic activity. Ariana woke to the distant, muffled sounds of crystal clinking and the rhythmic, hurried footsteps of the staff. She lay still for a long time, staring at the canopy of her bed, her body feeling heavy and strange.She moved to the bathroom like a sleepwalker. As she stepped into the steaming spray of the shower, the hot water hit the sensitive skin of her shoulder and thighs, sending a sharp, electric jolt through her core. Her fingers tentatively brushed the pale curve of her hip, and suddenly, she wasn't in the shower anymore. She was back in that velvet-lined changing room. She could feel the rough drag of Mateo’s thumb, the searing heat of his breath, and the terrifying, delicious weight of his dominance.A slow, pulsing ache blossomed between her legs—a heavy, insistent thrumming she had never felt before. "God, Ariana," she whispered, her forehead leaning against the wet tiles.She dressed quick

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