Ana Fernandez Garcia Novels & Stories

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I spun around a few times just to mess with myself, then raised my hands in the air like I was winning at life. After tiring myself out, I stopped and checked out the stuff on his desk. My brow furrowed at a big black notebook. Curiosity won—I flipped it open. Right on the first page: a 2x2 photo of a woman with her full name under it. Credentials and all the details were written below. “Calista Vergara, 27 years old. Daughter of Mathilda Buenavista-Vergara and Javier Vergara. Currently studying Economics at Emerald High.”

Playlist ~ Ed Sheeran - Shivers Fernando's POV This is so unbelievable! Of all things, I Fernando Perez is being accused of being a gay! For crying out loud, do I have the looks of gays? That nosy girl named Sabrina will hear from me when I get home. I know Micaela can never think of me to be a gay if not for her friend who brainwashed her to believe that. But why would Micaela even believe such a lie? Is that how low she thinks of me?

I knelt before the well-kept and immaculate tomb of one of the farthest cemeteries in the city, depositing my set of small yellow flowers below the concrete tombstone, which read "Diana Garcia. 08/23/1991. 12/24/2020."

Nathan Point of View " ... Wait! Who are you? " Who's this girl? She just smiled at me " I'm Aeouxyz, Uncle! Aeouxz Margaux De Vera Perez. " She's who? My eyes stunned to her. She is a De Vera? " De Vera? You are a De Vera? " I asked. She slightly smiles while nodding. " I'm the daughter of Neil Alexia Maria De Vera Perez. "

"No, Sir. I only met her last night when I sent Mr. Ramirez home. " "Okay, I'll introduce her to you. She is Lyza Fernandez, the daughter of Mr. Fernandez, the owner of the company you are working for." Francis told her. Amanda's face paled instantly, and she didn't hide it this time. She looked so scared at the moment while looking at me. "She called me a whore, but she's naked inside her boss's apartment, and If I didn't know Gian, I almost believed her when she introduced herself as your girlfriend, Gian. "

" She smirked. I gritted my teeth inwardly. Gosh, I got the wrong man. Paul was playing with me all day. He was protecting the real gem. How come I didn't figure this out? It seems I'm getting more and more distracted from work. I grunted, and she knitted her brows. "My men are situated at every exit point in Pennsylvania." “Oh, gosh, I'm giving myself out again.” My eyes widened as I suddenly recalled something. *FLASH BACK* "Are these all the details about Fernandez?" I asked Diego while going through the file he just brought. "Yes, boss. Fernandez has a 22-year-old daughter who is currently studying human psychology in Australia.

, she lied about not knowing him to avoid more awkwardness. “You’re Fernanda Montenegro, a college student at high heights studying anthropology. Am I right?” he smirked as he responded arrogantly. “Oh my goodness you’re a stalker, or a serial killer” Fernanda said with her heart beating fast thinking this is it for her. “I’m the owner of that casino we just left, every applicant’s documents pass through me before Sean interviews them. And must I say you are much sexier in person” he growled as he said.

And Andrew- "No, it's fine. This is the right time. So I grew up in an orphanage back in Spain...uh, shit. Just listen, okay? I've never told this...story to anyone. I grew up to learn that I had been abandoned by my parent...mother," her eyes fluttered shut, "my mother...cause my caregiver always emphasized on it, she wasn't the nicest. I was that child that was abandoned at the gate of the orphanage with a letter that told my name and the initials of my parent, C.G...that's what they...said." Maria watched his mouth hang loose, it was so obvious he didn't know what to say.

I wasn't going to be like Jake. " Tío Alejo, necesito algunos hombres que me ayuden a sacar a la niña Faryah de Los Ángeles y traerla aquí para que pueda tomar su último aliento (Uncle Alejo, I need some men to help me get the Faryah girl from Los Angeles and bring her here so she can take her last breath)" I said to Uncle Alejo as I watched him swallow down another shot of Hennessy in his study. " Por supuesto. Haz lo que quieras (Sure. Do whatever you want)" He answered and smoked his cigar and I left him alone in his study.