Agent Javier Pena Novels & Stories

Carmen's POV The first result was a W i k i p e d i a page. The photograph at the top showed a man in a white football jersey, arms spread wide after a goal, stadium lights shining behind him, thousands of people on their feet. The face was the same face that had been watching me from the pillow twenty minutes ago. Andre Fernandez is a Spanish professional footballer who plays as a winger for La Liga club Real Numancia and the Spain national team. Known for his exceptional dribbling, pace and agility, he is considered one of the best left-footed right wingers in the world.

Not for the first time, he thought about asking for another partner. "Hey, brethren! How's the hunting?" Javier Santos from the Filipino Principality greeted them as they walked towards the hall. Javi wore a plump little body with a kind face. He was a part of Haneul and Minho's squad, with Mikazuki Yamazaki from the Japan Principality as his partner. "You caught any foxes lately?" Smiling, Javi put his arms around Haneul, awaiting a response. But the latter just looked at him wearily.

After exchanging a few words and greetings, a middle-aged man with grey hair and a strong build walks into the scene. Everyone except Alessandro bowed to him, and I stand tall by his side. Alessandro moves away from me, “Javed.” They smile at one another, it was a bizarre sight, and the man asks, “So, you’re his wife?” Javed’s tone was rather young for his age. “Yeah, I am,” I say with a fake essence of pride. “Amber, meet Javed Pentanova,” Alessandro’s husky voice tells me. Pentanova? As in Julia’s father…

I replied. "Wow, what amazing advice, thank you," She said sarcastically but still did as I said. I sat my ass on a different table from Ivan and his wife, His wife back faced me and I was met with a pair of dark eyes. Ivan looked around forty, he had black hair with streaks of grey peeking through, and he had a neck tattoo of a snake just below his ear. I bit my lip at him while he still remained in conversation with his wife.

I ask, curiosity getting the best of me. "Very few do. See that man over there?" I follow the direction of his eyes to see a handsome man just as tall as Ivan typing something into his phone with a tall beautiful woman standing beside him. It looks like he'd rather be anywhere but here as he ignores whatever his partner is saying to him. When he looks up and his eyes meet Ivan's, they exchange a knowing look like friends would, before they both look away. When I nod, Ivan says, "His name is Javier. He's the richest and most feared Mexican drug lord. Antonio should be here as well but he has another event to be at. What I'm saying is that to ensure balance, we need both legs to be in both wat

“This is Jasper Denis. My most skilled warrior. He will show you around the pack today.” “Okay,” I muttered when he gestured to Jasper to leave us alone. Once the door was closed behind us, Beta Rodriguez got up from his place and walked towards me. “Call me Andres when we are not alone,” he said, and I nodded my head. I thought he would walk back to his place, but he surprised me as he lightly traced my cheek while I stood as still as a statue. Various emotions swirled in his eyes when he quickly pulled back and turned around.

"Agent Lionel Dyne has officially returned to active service." Silence. The room became still. The aide waited. And waited. Javier said nothing. Instead, he slowly placed his pen onto the desk. His expression remained neutral. Almost emotionless. But something shifted behind his eyes. Something dark. Something calculating. Finally, he spoke. "Interesting." Only one word. Nothing more. Yet somehow it felt colder than a threat. The aide suddenly wished he had been sent anywhere else. Because for the first time in years... Javier Gilbert looked genuinely displeased.

Frank nods to one of his guards who nods in acknowledgement and he leaves the room to go outside. They come back a couple of minutes later. There is an older man in his late 50s that comes in with the guard. He has a deep olive colored skin with black hair and dark brown eyes. He is standing at about 6 feet tall. He has a confidence and power that rolls off of him as he walks into the room. “Donna. I’m so sorry about your parents. Is there anything we can do?” El Jefe, Javier, says as he walks to Veronica and embraces her in a hug.

Finally, Javier asked Devan to join the team in place of Zayden. ***

Celine declared, stopping me in my tracks "He loves you, he's just in denial. And trust me this is the best way to get him to stop running away from it." Sighing, I nodded my head in understanding. "Fine. Let's do this." "That's the spirit! Come, I'll score you a dance with Javier." She grinned, pulling me towards a brown eyed chiselled man. "Hola Javier! This is Ava Petrakis. Ava meet Javier Ronaldo, a friend of Iñigo." "Hola Señora Petrakis! Can you perhaps score me dance?" "I would love to Señor Ronaldo." I replied "We can dance now if you'd like. And please call me Ava."