Make Me Moan Mr Therapist. Chapter 113: A good boy for daddy

"Huh?" Gabe raised an eyebrow, his face still contorted in shock as his breath ca out uneven. His back pressed harder into the cold surface beneath him, every nerve screaming awareness

Has he gone crazy now or what? Gabe thought inwardly as he let out a scoff.

"Just forget about the money you stole from ," Roo said calmly, his voice low but firm. There was no anger in it, only certainty. He remained kneeling in front of Gabe, his grip still firm around Gabe’s neck, fingers resting just enough to remind him how easily they could tighten. "You could have asked , and I would have given it to you willingly. You didn’t need to go behind my back and steal."

A trap.

That was the first thought that crossed Gabe’s mind. A slow smirk tugged at his lips despite the position he was in. This has to be a trap.

I should have killed you back then to be honest, Gabe thought darkly. Should have killed you along with the other sugar daddies I had in the past.

Aloud, he said nothing, but his mind burned. Most of them were politicians. n who lived off other people’s sweat, just like you. He rembered the satisfaction of watching their carefully built lives crumble when their dirty secrets were dragged into the open and handed to the law. I made sure they didn’t walk away clean and were sentenced to death when it was found out that they gat blood on their hands too.

Maybe you should have died with them, Gabe thought bitterly. Then you wouldn’t be kneeling here, saying shit like this.... assuming you’d even survived long enough to hear it.

"You see I don’t understand all what you’re saying but just let go of , Roo," Gabe finally said, his voice tight, laced with restrained anger. He struggled just enough to show defiance, even though he knew how pointless it was.

Roo’s lips curved slowly, his eyes darkening with sothing far too warm for the situation. "Oh yeah," he murmured, clearly amused. "I love the way you say my na." His grip didn’t loosen around Gabe’s neck. If anything, his thumb shifted slightly, deliberate. "It sounds even better when it’s coming from your mouth when I’m fucking your asshole from behind."

Gabe stiffened.

"The way you moan my na," Roo continued, his voice dropping, intimate and dangerous all at once, "the way you call Daddy... that kind of thing doesn’t just disappear from a man’s mory."

"I’m not joking with you right now," Gabe snapped, forcing his breathing to steady. His jaw clenched as he t Roo’s gaze head-on. "I know you’re here for revenge, and honestly? I don’t bla you for that." He exhaled heavily. "All I’m asking is that you give the chance to pay you back. After that, we go our separate ways."

Roo studied him in silence. Then he shook his head slowly.

"I don’t need the money," Roo said, his tone turning serious, eerily so. His eyes drifted downward, tracing the length of Gabe’s body from his chest until they stopped at his legs. "I only need you."

Gabe’s stomach dropped.

I don’t fucking need you bastard! Gabe thought inwardly. Oh yeah you’re always like this during our dating era, and also a sex addict I must say which always made to drug you and fuck you senselessly and even with that, you don’t get tired when you wake up the next day but instead demand for more. I believe you’re horny right now hence the reason why you’re saying shit.

"I heard you got married," Roo went on casually, as though discussing the weather. "Then divorced." His gaze lingered. "I also heard you beca crippled because of your husband."

Fuck.

Gabe swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. For how long have you been gathering information about , Roo?

The realization settled heavily in his chest. This wasn’t a coincidence. This wasn’t impulsive.

"Alex told you’ve gone through a lot," Roo added quietly, his voice carrying an unsettling calm. "Right now, all he wants is for you to be happy as his client."

The words sent a sharp wave of shock down Gabe’s spine.

Gabe’s breath hitched before he forced himself to relax. Oh... I see. It was Alex afterall who told you. You didn’t find out on your own.

Relief washed over him, slow and heavy, as he let out a controlled sigh. I was already wondering how much information you’d gathered on ... and how I’d have to kill you if you knew too much.

His jaw tightened briefly. How I’d have to abandon my rule of never killing soone who hasn’t taken a life but then you still made the lives of so of your rivals miserable ranging from making them crippled, losing properties and many more.

"I see," Gabe finally said aloud, releasing a light, awkward chuckle that barely masked his tension.

Roo studied him for a mont, then tilted his head. "Your legs though," he asked casually, far too casually. "Are they really crippled?"

Before Gabe could react, Roo’s hand settled on his legs.

The contact sent a jolt of shock and unmistakable terror straight through Gabe’s spine.

"I know you very well, after all," Roo added, his tone confident.

His hand moved slowly, tracing from Gabe’s feet upward, unhurried and deliberate, invading his space inch by inch until it reached his waist.

"As you can see, I am," Gabe replied sharply, lifting an eyebrow with a scoff. "Happy now?"

The question was barely out of his mouth when Roo’s hand tightened possessively around his neck.

"I told you," Roo said smoothly, unfazed. "Alex wants you to feel happy as a client." His lips curved faintly. "How about I make you happy myself?"

Gabe stiffened.

"You don’t need Alex," Roo continued as he unzipped Gabe trouser imdiately and bought out his cock. "He’s just a common beta." His gaze darkened. "You need soone like ."

And just like that, Roo bought his head toward Gabe cock and took it in his mouth imdiately, sucking it like his life depends on it. Deep throating him fiercely to the point that Gabe lost control and threw his head backward in pure pleasure.

"Oh fuck.."

"Stop this rubbish right now," Gabe managed to say amidst pleasure. "Let go of , Roo."

Roo still remain the best out of my sugar daddies in the past. The way he always handles my cock still remain the best but then I already have Alex now. Gabe thought Inwardly.

He tried to pry Roo’s hand away, but his body felt sluggish....unresponsive.

Damn it.

The oga drug.

The realization made his stomach drop. That’s why I’m weak. Without an alpha activator drug to fade away the oga activator drug or just wait for the oga activator drug to fade on it’s on, his alpha power remained frustratingly out of reach.

"Tell ," Roo murmured as he finally stopped sucking on Gabe’s dick even though Gabe was already close to organism. "Do you really want to stop? You’re saying that but your dick is saying sothing different."

"I’m not made of stone." Gabe replied, his breathing uneven. "You don’t expect my dick not to stand with you sucking like that. Will yours not stand if I start sucking you now?"

A slow smile spread across Roo’s face. "I’d really love to test that. To see how it’ll stand if you suck my dick."

He straightened slightly, confidence rolling off him. "Why don’t we take care of each other," he suggested. "And let go of the past."

No.

Gabe swallowed hard. I can’t fall for this.

Never again.

"If you try to do shit," Gabe warned coldly, "I’ll bite your dick off."

Instead of backing away, Roo surged forward, gripping Gabe by the neck and crashing their mouths together in a fierce, overwhelming kiss, as if force alone could bend him into submission all while his hand began stroking Gabe dick again driving him toward orgasm again.

Stop!

Gabe struggled, fury and helplessness clashing violently inside him. I hate this.

His body betrayed him even as his mind scread resistance.

Enough.

Summoning every shred of will he had left, Gabe bit down hard.

Roo jerked back, startled, the mont shattering.

"Just so you know," Gabe said firmly, his voice low but unyielding as he quickly put his dick back into his trouser, "I’m not going to be one of your toys again." His chest rose and fell sharply. "If you want your money, send your bank details. I’ll handle it." His eyes hardened. "And if I need a dick to fuck ...I know where to get one. Don’t ever try this shit with again."

He adjusted himself quickly, humiliation and anger burning beneath his skin, then braced his hand against his wheelchair and lifted himself up with effort.

Roo rely watched, a smirk curling his lips as Gabe settled into the chair.

"You an Alex?" Roo asked suddenly, letting out a short, dark laugh. "His dick?"

Huh?

"What if it disappears?" Roo continued calmly.

Anger flared hot and sharp across Gabe’s face. "What exactly are you saying?"

"You know how I deal with people who touch what I want," Roo replied, his tone turning serious. "I don’t kill them." His smile sharpened. "I make them useless."

Silence stretched between them, thick and dangerous.

"What if Alex disappears?" Roo pressed. "Will you still chase after him... or will you finally behave and co back and be a good boy for daddy?"