Df Mexico Novels & Stories

"We are from the Mexican Police Force and we are here to arrest Mr. Stephen DeLaCruz." "What...?!"

“Okay. Be careful.” He smiled. “I will.” She watched him leave, shoulders sticking a little straighter than normal. When the door clicked shut she laid back on the bed and ran a hand through her hair. …. Damian was already in his office when Jaxon arrived, sleeves rolled up over a neat cuff. Damian glanced up from a folder as the door closed behind him. “You found him?” Damian asked without preamble. “Yes.” Jaxon dropped into the chair. He took a breath. “Mexico City in Zona Rosa sector. Calle Veracruz. He booked a one-way.” He pulled out his phone and tapped the address into the display.

“What kind of place do traitors run to, Damian? Somewhere far, somewhere untraceable… somewhere we wouldn’t dare look.” “Could be anywhere, Dona,” he mused. “Africa. Asia. The Middle East. Depends on who’s helping them.” “No.” She stopped pacing, her voice cutting through the air like a blade. “There’s one place that fits.” He hesitated. “You mean Mexico? Or maybe an Arab country?” Her eyes lit up with sharp excitement. “Mexico.” She smiled to herself. “Jeez, Damian… sometimes I forget how clever you are. Start there.”

She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

I asked wanting to know my options. "Do you have somewhere in mind?" He asked and I searched my brain for a place. "Babe what was the name of that place we went to near Ace Street?" I asked Starr the shrimp pasta we had in mind. "You mean the same place I fucked you a-" "Yes," I said cutting her off, her bluntness leaving me shy. "Cater's," She answered laughing slightly the sound mixing with Jason's chuckle. "What do you both want from Carter's?" he asked softly as I relaxed in his loving hold.

The air was thick with tension as Dino, Luciana, and Tomiwa moved cautiously through the dimly lit alleyways of Mexico City. Alejandro’s betrayal had left them exposed, forcing them into a desperate escape. With every step, the weight of uncertainty pressed down on them. Their enemy was closing in, and they had no idea who to trust.

I squealed happily, "I have been to Mexico so many times. They know how to throw good festivals," Dashiell didn't say anything until a minute later. "What do you like about Mexico?" He asked. I almost jumped in my seat at the sudden question. "The food, the music, the towns, and this bracelet which was given to me by a boy who I met there. Your middle name is engraved on the bracelet, so I guess it may be one of your relatives who gave it to me," I added, hoping to get more information from him, but he said nothing.

“Here.” I took the cool bottle and sat on a tall stool at their breakfast bar. “Do you think Rei and I could do the same?” She shrugged. “How worried are you about Dario being upset?” “I want to say not at all, but the truth is on a scale from zero to ten, I’m a nine.” Camila pressed her lips together and hummed. “What if you two wed in Mexico?” “Why would we do that?” “Because marriages in Mexico are recognized in the US.” Her green eyes opened wide. “I have an idea but first tell me if this is what you want.”

On the way home, Alex spotted an ice cream shop. Alex insisted on stopping by, but I was anxious about people. The news about Alex being an escort just came out and everybody's eyes are on us. People are waiting for our next move like hawks eyeing their prey. As much as I tried to convince Alex that we could just buy and leave, he wouldn't budge. He wanted to stay in the shop and eat inside.

The three men sat in Damien office as they began to talk about their plan. "So what have you spot out Aaron? "Damien ask as he unbutton his shirt. "Yes boss, the warehouse house at Detroit is Michael Stan biggest generator and also his clubhouse in mexico also generate too but not enough sir. "Aaron said looking at the other two men. "So he don't even have enough properties and still his shoulder is high"Edward smirk in disgust.