César Díaz Novels & Stories

"Diego?" "I have him in my sights, Yaya," Diego's voice came through, tinny but calm. "He's standing by the table alone. I can drop him." I turned around. César was standing near the buffet, holding a glass of whiskey. He was looking directly at us. He wasn't hiding. He was posing. "Diego, no," I pleaded. "Don't do it." "I can end this," Diego said. "Just say the word." I looked at César again. He took a sip of his drink. Then, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Neither one of them was actually his friend, and I could tell by Alessandro’s body language that the feeling was mutual. “There would be no better place than a private plane,” the Cartel said, looking at me. He raised an eyebrow, and Alessandro nodded at me to get up. “You wanted to tell me something?” “Yes, my wife,” he said, looking at me as he wrapped an arm around my waist. “Valerie Morozov…”

"They are Brothers right? Same mom?” "Yes, thats right. They were both taken from their mother when they were two days old. Daniel is 11 months older than Joseph" Tony says hope evident in his voice. However, I dont miss the look thats on Adrian's face. It's a mix of anger and sorrow and then realization. How can somebody show so many emotions at once? "You know Rosie, don’t you? How is she? Is she ok?" His questions throw me but I remain silent letting Tony take care of this.

Alvize: “Took you long enough.” Ezra said, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked at Elena and I, clearly playing the act of being a tease right now. And that was the last thing that I needed to deal with. The man knew that for fact, but having heard from me about Elena, he somewhat grew curious about who she was. Elena frowned in confusion, looking between the two of us before pinching the bridge of her nose. “I could barely deal with one. Now, I have to deal with another. Great more of the D’Caprio family.” Elena said sarcastically, and I rolled my eyes. Ezra smirked, fighting back a chuckle as he looked at the two of us.

Eira; My eyes darted through the office of the strange CEO and back to Daisy’s face. Why did the strange CEO order us to follow him into the restaurant? The most part, his office? The question I’d asked myself repeatedly for over five minutes since Daisy and I entered this office. We were seated right in front of his desk without having any idea why. “Your CVs,” the strange CEO said. “Eira,” Daisy tapped my thigh, calling my attention. “He is asking for our CVs.”

"What do you want?" "Just to have a little chat" Donovan answered, a small smile spreading across his lips. His green eyes narrowed slightly as they moved from Fidelis's eyes to Boma's. Her breath caught in her throat, and her mouth went dry with fear as she pressed her hand tightly on Fidelis's. Fidelis quietly said to her “That guy is my cousin. We do not see eye to eye because he is dangerous but, I’ll be fine.” The realization that the two guys were family confounded her. She could sense the rift between them and tell that Fidelis also feared Donovan, judging by how the latter beckoned him over with one ringed forefinger and how Fidelis sighed with drooped shoulders before turning to her

VICTORIA I kept staring a second longer until a folder was placed on my lap. “Read through the agreements so you know if everything’s okay,” Mr. Dante whispered, and I snapped out of it, realizing the meeting had already started. From our side, in the dark, I watched the signs on the screen while the interpreter relayed them to Lorenzo. He said he apologized for not attending. “I wasn’t expecting you. I was expecting your father. Patriarch Dmitri Brona is the one I’ve always made deals with,” Lorenzo shot back without a shred of respect.

He turn to Carlos who nodded for him to start. " Uh ... Actually... First of all we would like to welcome you. We appreciate you for coming and ... Uh " " Go straight to the point " Maximo cut in curtly. He pulled his cigarettes from his lips and secure it between his two fingers. " Time isn't by anyone's side " " We need your help " Santana suddenly said. He couldn't keep on with the thought of what would happen if any delay occurs anymore " it's about Konstantin Dmitri " Upon hearing that name Maximo stop smoking. He put his cigarettes out and placed it in the receptacle container.

Diego: “What do you mean the man paralyzed you?” Ezra asked, tending to the wound that I had on my right arm. It was one that Cosimo inflicted when he had me paralyzed, a small reminder, according to him, of what he could do when he wanted; and I couldn’t even fight against it.

I don't steal from others. “My family went bankrupt, and approaching The Rodriguez's group was my only chance to save them, I approached them…she fell easily for my charms, she saved my family, but I knew I had something bigger…The Rodriguez's group.” “You are after their group? Is this what all of this is about?” I snapped. “It is not just an ordinary group,” he shouted. “It is The Rodriguez's group, the biggest in the world…if she had gone to tell her family about my affair, I would not just go broke, I would be killed and I couldn't let that happen,” he defended.