Alejandro Vargas Jr Novels & Stories

Another way to make me feel small. "Daniela," I said coolly. "I didn't know you'd be here today." She smiled, all teeth and no warmth. "Carlos thought I should help, because of your... weak state." She turned to Alejandro, holding out her well-cared-for hand. "Daniela. Carlos's work helper." Alejandro shook her hand quickly. "Alejandro Vega. Building planner." "Vega?" Her eyebrow went up. "Any family connection to Sofia Vega in the foundation office?"

A bossy guy passenger hailed her, forcing her to turn around, and she grumbled when she saw that fussy man again. Jacob Alejandro is a Filipino-Mexican businessman and most influential business man across the globe, his face is all over the magazine and news. Though he is a successful man he can’t deny that there is something missing in his life but he did not let it affect his life and performance in his career. His father believes that he is born to soar high that’s why he focused in his work that he forgets how to love and at his age of thirty one… he is still a bachelor.

They didn't want to do anything pointless to destroy each other. Alejandro International is the ruler of the economy in the United States, while Europe WGNR is the ruler in Europe. "So what?" Rafael threw his cell phone towards the sofa and then walked closer to Cheryl while looking at her seriously. Cheryl took a step back, intimidated by Rafael's gaze.

She smiled sadly. “I hope so. And I know this is wrong to say this, but… I still have a lot to learn about running this company. So, please manage your expectations about me—” “Oh, why worry, Hija?” The woman turned to Jan. “Your husband is Alejandro Villamar. Jr. Everyone knows his reputation in the business world. He’s great. He won’t let you down. Am I right?” Jan wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close to him.

' he asked me. I turn to the bartender 'Can I get a spicy candy' I yell 'and for you' the bartender asked alejandro 'I'll get a bourbon neat' Alejandro said. 'I'll do the same under his tab too' said JC. I turn to look at JC glaring at him 'What are you doing here?' I asked 'Just getting a drink hanging with my friends and whose this?'He asked Alejandro ' My names Alejandro and you?' alejandro asked. 'Mine is Juan Carlos Lascuran' He said to alejandro.

They both looked up as he came in, and Jester noticed how the man’s pale blue eyes measured him. “Ah, let me introduce you to each other. This fine young man here is the Vice-Commander of the Fourth Special Unit. The famous Jester Lee, Necromancer extraordinaire and all that.” There was a hint of amusement in the Commander’s voice, and a resigned sigh from the man, which Jester only understood after hearing the old lady’s next words. “And this, Jester, is Gregory Vega. Former CEO of Vega Industries, now turned volunteer instructor for our new recruits, and a dear student of mine back in the day. Go on, make nice, you two.” They shook hands, equally firm, equally brief.

From now on, a personal doctor would administer an IV to him in order to decrease the inflammation. Jett stayed silent the whole time, unnerved. He had never expected so much to happen over the past few days, all during his time off of work. Alejandro’s real identity was no longer a secret, but Don Smith hadn’t had time to speak to him yet. He had been by Alejandro’s side for a while, so it would be impossible for him to say that he was unaware of it. He wasn’t sure what might happen to him now.

Acting so grounded and humble, enjoying the life to its fullest while being so lively. Davel suddenly took out his phone. "Wait. Let's check." Curiosity won instantly and I leaned closer while he searched Leon Vargas online. And then both of us froze. "Oh my God," I whispered. The screen was filled with articles, interviews, luxury project launches, business awards, and billionaire rankings. Leon Vargas. CEO of Vargas Global Resorts. Net worth so absurdly high it made my brain hurt. Davel let out a low whistle. "Surprising that he never told us or made us feel he was this rich."

"Alejandro’s been... distant. Since yesterday. He hasn’t said a word to Riva or even Elena." "I noticed." "Think he's having second thoughts about his father's imprisonment?" Dino sighed, pulling away from the window. "He's trying to be someone different, but the past keeps pulling him back." Down in the armory below, Alejandro stripped a pistol with mechanical efficiency. His movements were clean and practiced but rigid with barely concealed fury. His reflection in the gunmetal gleamed back at him, accusing. Navaro had called him last night. The voice had been raspy, urgent, and venom-laced:

Name's Ares Vasilios the next successor for the Vasilios Enterprise one of the biggest company in the world owned by my dad Javier Vasilios and soon will be owned by yours truly. I am the second child of Javier and Lilith Vasilios. The oldest Alexander 28 y/o married with two adorable Angels and he have his own business so that's why he didn't want the family business because he wanted to make a name of himself or whatever he told mother and father so that's why the business would be mines when I turn 21 which is in a weeks' time. Mother and Father have huge expectations for me when I take over. I don't think I am fully ready for that enormous responsibility but I know for sure that I will