Cesar From On My Block Novels & Stories

I stopped dead in the doorway, towel clutched loose in one fist, the other hand curled into a fist at my side. He must’ve felt the shift in the air, because his gaze snapped to me instantly. One brow lifted, slow, lazy, dangerous. “Problem, little firecracker?” Ceasar asked, voice low, amused, daring me to say it out loud. Xandra glanced up, oblivious, and smiled bright. “Ready when you are, gorgeous.” I didn’t move. My eyes stayed locked on Caesar. He pushed off the wall, stalking toward me with that predator grace that made my pulse spike even through the rage.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the conference room grew increasingly tense. Even the reporters sensed something was off, whispering among themselves. Cecilia couldn't sit still anymore. She rose and walked out of the room. Liam stood at the window, unmoving, gazing down at the traffic swarming around the MT building. Cecilia stepped beside him, her voice low. "Did something happen?" Liam nodded. "Caesar has disappeared." Cecilia snapped her head toward him.

In the evening, Zara was scrolling through her phone on the way to the subway. Cecil was texting her, curious about her new job. Zara was feeling down and told her all about her rough day. Cecil's temper flared up like a match to a fuse, and she ranted about Leah non-stop before finally ending with a verdict: [Seems like anyone who falls for Yosef has a screw loose.] It was just like Beatrice, Leah, and… Oops? Cecil caught herself and added: [Except you, of course.] Zara's lips twitched. [No need to make exceptions. I was pretty messed up before too.]

Caesar was not kind-hearted, but today, he had a rare moment of conscience. As he dialed the number, the Omega, who had been crying, suddenly stopped. Caesar could sense the wind carrying her scent. The Omega leaped towards him, and her fragrant jasmine scent almost overwhelmed Caesar. Her soft lips touched his cold military uniform, and her delicate, scarred fingers brushed against his intricate emblem.

Ashton replied with a nod. Caesar returned the nod with a smile, stepped out, and closed the door. As Ashton drove off, Caesar ran a hand through his hair, exhaled deeply, and crossed the street. He caught his reflection in the building's glass doors, hoping he hadn’t overdone it for the party. Black jeans, a black shirt, and a brown bomber jacket paired with black shoes gave him a relaxed yet polished look. His only accessory was his father’s Rolex, adding a subtle touch of sophistication.

Let's see how long she wants to drag this out! While everyone scrambled to defend me, Caesar was apparently having a complete meltdown and blocked my number right there in front of them all. "She better fucking not come crawling back here in tears! I'm never taking her back like I used to!" I heard a door slam as he stormed out. The whole thing had been on speaker, so I'd caught everything. Having Elvis around for comparison was really putting things in perspective. Caesar sounded like a tantruming teenager. "I'll send Norton's birthday present. And please don't call me when Caesar's around anymore," I said.

I walk out onto the hotel balcony and stand there, taking in the view of buildings and traffic. " What did you do to my daughter, you bastard?" Why doesn't she me ? You are lucky that... — Hey, buddy… Easy, easy, your little crystal is fine — I interrupt. “I'm a good man, Caesar. Proof of this is that I'm letting her finish college to take her back. Am I not sweet? " You are a monster!" - Shh , no offense to the friend - I mock and he curses me more on the other end of the line. — I must congratulate you, Cesar. You made Cecília with a lot of... care.

My voice is a whisper, shaking from a severe earthquake rushing from my chest all through every nerve of my body. Matthew was one head turn away from seeing his claimed sweet wife handcuffed by her boss. His best friend’s brother. Serge doesn’t say a word while he lowers his hand, caressing my black hair, twirling and turning a few locks in his fingers, his eyes glued to them like it’s the most mesmerizing thing he has ever seen.

'I'm not gonna lose from now on, I'll make sure that I'm always be the one in the lead. Standing at the Ceo's office door, Carla fixed herself first. She took the small bottle of perfume from her pocket and sprayed it on her neck and wrist, then she knocked. She was about to knock again when the door suddenly opened, then Mr. Javier came out. The assistant nodded to carla and opened the door widely to let her in. Carla glanced at the departing Mr. Javier while rubbing her chest. "I thought it was Mr. Atanante who opened the door for me." She murmurs. She straightened herself and slowly entered the office.