Astuto Protagonista Novels & Stories

He stood up, rounding his desk to where she stood facing straight forward. “There's a man in Mexico city. A very powerful man that threatens my position as the top worldwide.” His voice lowers to almost a whisper, the strong breathy smell of toba**o fanning her face. “Don Antonio Alvarez. You will infiltrate his mansion and assassinate him quietly. No mistakes.” Her head shot up. “Another don?” Darius’ brow lifted slightly. “Are you perhaps hesitant right now?” His voice dipped lethally. “I'm not,” Alina said quickly.

Adagio~ I have not been in my right mind since the marriage. I've been out of control, unstable, and insane. However, I can't let my weaknesses spread all over the place. I get ahold of it and deal with shit like I have for years, and now there's Aster. Her problematic a** never shuts down, and dealing with her is becoming increasingly annoying. Although I do not like her, there is something about her that strangely rules me, which I despise.

Together, they would stand against the forces of corruption and betrayal that threatened to tear their family apart. As he gathered his allies and prepared to confront his enemies, Antonio felt a sense of determination wash over him. He knew that the road ahead would be long and difficult, but he was ready to face whatever challenges came his way. For he was Antonio Valencia, the heir to the Valencio estate, and he would not rest until his family's honor had been restored and their legacy secured for generations to come.

The plan was set. Alejandro had made it clear that this wasn’t going to be a simple operation. They couldn’t afford any mistakes. The stakes were higher than ever, and the deeper they went, the more dangerous it became. Santiago was no ordinary enemy; he was calculating, ruthless, and always three steps ahead. But Alejandro wasn’t backing down. Neither was Aria.

Aston is naturally social and gets along with pretty much anyone he comes across. A Luna is meant to be the peacemaker. She’s meant to be the one to soothe the angry beat that resides in the Alpha. She builds bridges with others in an effort to help her Alpha do his best. I’m a Luna, but I’m not the epitome of a Luna. Aston builds way more bridges than I do, but he’s okay with that. He told me before that he’d be perfectly happy to take a back seat and let me be Queen. I shut that down quickly. That isn’t what I want in my life.

Natalia could feel Nicky's questioning gaze and Elva's pleading look, as well as a number of pair of eyes on her. But the timid princess didn't care! The honor and dignity of her ancestry was on the line! "True enough, the duo built Astheria from scratch and made her rear her head as proudly as a white stallion....but falsely enough, Don Pablo Santiana didn't deny or feed off on the toils of his partner, Don Grantino. Instead, it was the other way around!" "Lord Grantino Rodriguez, seeing how powerful Astheria was growing by the day became a power hungry tyrant!" She snarled.

They weren't the main switch though, Hent doesn't have the power to control all the switches in the basement. "I repeat. What are you doing here, Astolfo?" It was a faint scent, but Hent identified it clearly. It looks like Astolfo came from a bar and drank bottles of beer there and afterward, he went here. "It's you. Don't you realize how much I sacrificed because of you! You let me become stupid and spoiled you with things that you didn't even deserve! I let you stay in my hotel, have you been treated like a queen. Don't you think I also have a reputation on my own? I'm a model! I created my name and people liked me! I did modeling as a sideline and being a spy because I can't afford to no

I said with a cold smile, "let's have a few parting words with your most formidable adversary." I wasn't entirely sure about the extent of the technology used by the Chicago Outfit, but I had every confidence that Alessandro's expertise surpassed anything they could muster. After all, he had proven himself time and again to be one step ahead, his mastery of technology unmatched in our world. With Alessandro's skills at my disposal, there was little doubt in my mind that Salvatore's downfall was all but assured.

Flames and Fraying Bonds Alessandro’s trust still burned in her chest from their near-kiss last night. His vow to handle the warehouse, to catch Luca and Sofia with her intel, had left her here, safe but restless, her mind racing with the mole’s betrayal. Matteo’s shadow loomed larger now, Sergio’s warning about his vengeful sabotage—a warehouse fire—echoing in her head. Her cunning, not combat, was her weapon, and she’d tipped Alessandro about the attack, her strategic mind keeping her out of the fight, just as he’d insisted.