บททั้งหมดของ TIED TO THE MAFIA MAN: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Alejandro sat at his desk, trying to focus on the papers in front of him, his mind kept wandering back to the incident at the club. He knew that Victor was going to be a problem, and soon. His phone buzzed again, breaking his concentration. This time, it was his father, Don Hernandez. "Alejandro, I've been hearing some disturbing news," Don Hernandez said, his voice firm but controlled. "What happened at the club last night?" "The Don really does have eyes on him." Alejandro reasoned. He took a deep breath, knowing he had to tread carefully. "It was just a misunderstanding, Don. Victor was causing a scene, and I had to intervene." There was a pause on the other end of the line, and Alejandro could almost hear his father's disapproval. "Alejandro, you know better than to get involved in these kinds of situations. You're a Hernandez, and we don't get our hands dirty unnecessarily. We have people to handle these things for us. I wouldn't want to be making the news because you got inv

A couple of days passed, and Sofia was already putting her plan into motion. Her assistant had gotten her the info she needed, and now Sofia was ready to take a more calculated approach. This time, she wasn’t just going to ask for a business meeting—she was going to make it essential for Alejandro’s reputation.Sofia arrived at a high-class restaurant, wearing a black dress sharp enough to match her mood. She had secured a reservation for dinner, not for herself, but for someone who could make a difference. She was about to meet a key client who could potentially partner with both her museum and Alejandro’s company, someone influential enough to catch his attention.Sofia’s plan was simple: use this client to create a new non-dismissive, compelling opportunity. If Alejandro wouldn’t listen to her proposal, then she would force his hand by offering something that would make him regret not taking her seriously.As she sat at the table, waiting for the guest of honor to arrive, Sofia cou

Two weeks ago, Gabriella was in the middle of sorting out logistics for an upcoming shelter outreach when Rachel poked her head through the office door with a sparkle in her eyes. Gabriella smiled as she looked at Rachel. "You have some sort of good news to share. Don't you Rach?" "You really do enjoy being a know it all, don't you Gab?" Rachel rolled her eyes dramatically and responded. "If you don't want me bursting your bubbles all the time, you should do a better job in hiding the sparkle in your eyes when you have something good to talk about" Gabriella smiled some more looking at the frustrated Rachel. "Sure. Whatever" Rachel responded interestedly. "Anyways I won't let you spoil my joy and enthusiasm in bearing this news." Rachel continued. "You’ve been invited to the Urban Renaissance Initiative Gala" Rachel said holding out a sleek envelope. Gabriella raised an eyebrow, taking the cream-colored envelope from Rachel. The logo crafted on it read Metropolitan Civic Alliance

Sofia Winston adjusted the cuff of her gloves as the car came to a stop in front of the Metropolitan Grand Hall. She was dressed to reflect elegance and poise. This night for her was more than another cultural event for her to mingle in. It was about her being outstanding, showing her influence in a casual way, and if luck was on her side, finally, it would be about reconnecting with a man who had left more questions than answers when they had met.She stepped out of the car in her wine-colored dress. She stood for a few minutes trying to allow the cool evening breeze drown the heat her anticipation was beginning to stir up. As a curator, she was no stranger to galas, but this one was personal. Ever since Gabriella Lorca's charity event, she had been thinking about Alejandro Hernandez.Their interaction had been brief, yet peculiar. She had been introduced to him by a business associate just before the event began. He had looked distant and a bit distracted. She couldn't figure out wh

Sofia moved through the room with a practiced grace. One that came from years of going through galas, fundraising, and board meetings. The man who had fetched her was Marcus, one of the newer board members. He kept going on and on about the museum’s latest exhibit, but she barely registered half of it. She offered polite smiles, exchanged nods, but her mind wasn’t on the donors she was heading toward. Her mind was stuck replaying the exchange she had just witnessed. Gabriella's composed exterior had barely hidden the flicker in her eyes as she glanced at Alejandro. Sofia held her glass a little tighter as she tried to steady her pace. She couldn’t say she knew Alejandro well, not even close. After he handed her his card at Gabriella's charity event and vanished before she could ask why, they had only spoken once, when she reached out to propose a potential partnership.He had been polite, but distant, almost detached, like he was trying to tolerate her. He said he’d think about it b