César Díaz Novels & Stories

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

I made him understand, there was nothing that would change my mind. Doctor Alejandro sighed, he switched on the TV as recordings of my house was shown---- the before and after, underneath it was written, “Husband of Salome Diaz calls for the closure the case after months of unsuccessful findings of the remains of his wife, becomes new president of DSK inc” I can believe it, to the world am dead. Still, I can return right? If I don’t Carlos will win, he will have it all, I can’t let that happen.

I looked down at my feet and I nodded at Maria to leave to her room within the chamber. “Papa!” Daniel cried out. He smiled and lifted our son in his arms, kissing him. “Hello, Aguilar. We have missed you deeply.” I said, watching as he extended his hand to me. I kissed his knuckle, and he smiled before putting a hand on my cheek. I leaned in toward his touch, giving in to it. “You seem to have been tiring your mother,” Aguilar said, turning his attention to Daniel. “Not at all, Alpha.” I said, not wanting Daniel to be the one to respond. “You know that his playing and his attitude is one that I love. I would not ask for more.”

“When Mrs. Rodriguez left this pack, everything came to light, and Alpha Sanders took me back inside the pack. I have been working as his junior assistant secretary since then, when he transferred me here, Miss. Abel.” “This Mrs. Rodriguez, is this Andres’s mother?” I asked her when she shook her head. “His first mate,” she told me when I nodded my head. I don't know why this woman was accused of such a thing, but her statement, only shows me that his ex-mate has done a lot of things that must have almost tarnished his name. “That's all right. So, do you have my schedule for today, Daisy?” I asked when she nodded her head, took a paper from her file, and placed it on my table. I went through

" I smiled at her, and Alessandro pulled out my chair for me to sit down; I took a quick glance at Alessandro's father, and he gave me a subtle wink. Shit! I ignored his wink. Alessandro sat down in the seat next to me placing his hand on top of mine for reassurance. "Cassandra, this is my mother, Bianca," He spoke, and she leaned her hand out for mine across the table. "Nice to meet you, dear," She spoke in her Italian accent. She was a beautiful woman, I don't get why her husband constantly cheated on her. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your fiancee, my son?" Alessandro's father spoke up, taking a sip of the whiskey he had in his glass.

I remain composed with a small smile plastered on my face. Maximo smirks at me, his gaze simply darkening in a frightening way. It's the first time he has looked at me like this, “ Isn’t that right, Samantha? You won’t play any tricks on us right, cause you know I am itching to burn stuff up,” My senses are alert and I offer a sharp node. He snaps his fingers, “ Great, Santino, call her brother.” He instructs. As he ashes up the cigar in his palms. I took note of how he only smokes one type of cigar, the most expensive one in the world. He is truly living up to his billionaire reputation.

His piercing green eyes darted towards his father, Reid Karlson, after hearing his voice which made every other pair of eyes look at him, including Zale and Celia Alcazar. He stepped inside the door finally by watching the Alcazar and Karlson family coming towards him. "Damien….is it really you?" That gentle feminine voice caught his attention and he saw Celia Alcazar…..the wife of Zale Alcazar and mother of Zia Alcazar, smiling at him. That woman was the epitome of light, selflessness and happiness and he had witnessed it himself in her azure eyes at the age of just 5 in their very first meeting.

Finally, he put down the cigar and stared at the floor. —They got Diego. I froze, trying to absorb what he had just said. —What do you mean?! He ran his hand over his face in frustration. —Diego and César went to pick up a shipment of weapons. But it was an ambush. César stayed in the car while Diego went in to negotiate. When Diego didn’t come back, César went after him and saw three hooded men beating him. Then, they threw him into a white van and took him.

I nodded. “Thank you for that. Have you found out anything yet?” He shook his head. “No, Felix and Cornelius have been working on it.” I looked at him confused. “Why are they working on it?” He looked over at Lynn and she nodded at him. “Jensen, Cornelius is the Don of the Roman mafia. He is the reason why we were able to save you.”

"Daisy, Mr Antonio Nathaniel died some weeks ago and his investors are rallying to leave the company bankrupt if Seth doesn't pay them up." Daisy's voice was barely above whispers yet laced with concern. "Wait a minute! Mr Antonio, the CEO of MetaX is dead?" Alison couldn't believe what she was hearing. "This is really bad, Poor Seth, what is he going to do now?" Alison said as she sank into the bed dressed with a bubble gum pink bedsheet. "You see, that is the main reason why I'm considering the marriage contract." Daisy's voice was barely above whispers. "Now I get it, Daisy."