Diego De Vil Novels & Stories

They rarely spoke his name, though the absence of Diego's brother remained a presence in their lives—in family council meetings where his strategic mind would have been valuable, in the occasional moments when Diego faced challenges that once would have been Vincent's domain. "Have you heard anything?" Sarah asked quietly. Diego's gaze returned to the distant horizon. "A postcard arrived at one of our shell companies last month. Postmarked from Argentina. No message, just a chess piece drawn in the corner." "The knight," Sarah guessed, remembering Vincent's preferred strategy. Diego nodded. "He's alright. Moving freely. That's all I need to know." "And if he wanted to come back?" "The world

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

Vilia muttered anxiously. On the one hand, Esson already held Vilia's death card. And on the other hand, Vilia could also die if Diego knew that Vilia was currently trying to trap him. "Okay Vilia, okay. Please think of something, I can definitely get through it. But... how? Ohhh no! all of this is my fault," Vilia muttered again while rubbing her face so furiously. *** While Vilia was busy thinking about her fate that was on the verge of death. Diego had just arrived at the Atlanta Company Building. His firm footsteps and the sound of his shoes clashing with the floor made everyone notice his arrival. They bowed respectfully to the second Prince of the Collins Harvey Family.

“Who?” “Someone from Diego’s past,” Luca replied, his voice tight with urgency. “A ghost from the shadows. His name is Victor Drago.” Rafael’s jaw clenched. The name was all too familiar. Drago was a brutal, calculated man who had worked with Diego during his early days in the underworld. He’d been one of Diego’s most trusted lieutenants, but Rafael had always known there was something dark behind the man’s eyes—something even Diego had feared.

“Lo siento señor, but Pablo have always wanted to prove himself to you, he believed that if he takes him down that he would gain your respect. I tried to stop him, even Gabriella did but he didn’t listen, he wouldn’t. I’m sure Gabriella…” “Is dead,” the man finished for him, his eyes not leaving him, “do you think that he would kill mi hijo and he would leave his girlfriend? That man has no heart, he has no soul. That man isn’t called El Diablo for no reason, do I need to tell you the meaning? In all the people you allowed my son to assassinate, you chose El Diablo, you chose The devil, Andrés, El Diablo,” he ran his fingers through his hair in a frustrated manner, “El Diablo,” he repeated a

Philip recognized the man, but not the lady, and he was surprised when the man saw him and approached him with the beautiful young lady. "Maestro felipe!" The man said with a smile as he shook hands with Philip. "It's nice to see you again, Dr. Mathew." Philip said with a smile. Dr. Mathew was a big man with medicated eyeglasses and white hair, he was definitely in his sixties perhaps a little older than his father, who was turning sixty. Dr. Mathew was a very intelligent man with a friendly personality and he occupied an important position in the CRUZ company.

“Ahhh…at least ONE of you has some manners.” His eyes crinkle with delight and he puffs out his chest. Then, with fisted fingers, he smacks at his chest a few times. “Ahhh….my name. Listen well you two and remember my name. I am Diego. You may pronounce it as dee-yay-go. It means ‘he who supplants.’” Diego is clearly enjoying being in the limelight but Helios grows impatient. He is not used to having to wait for an answer.

Instead of the answer she was expecting, Diego replied coldly that he had no interest in loving Riana, only in killing her. Zillah couldn't believe her ears. She had grown up with Diego and Riana, and had seen the bond between the two of them. She had assumed that Diego had come to care for Riana, as she had for him. But what he had just said revealed something far darker. Zillah was terrified, but she had to ask why Diego wanted to kill Riana. Diego replied that Riana was responsible for the death of his father, and that he was determined to make her pay. He had vowed to take his revenge, no matter the cost.

After ending that call, Diego then opened his phone gallery and was looking for the old pictures. After finding his marriage picture, he showed that photo to Stellina. “This is my late wife,” said Diego softly. Stellina was bewildered to see the face of that woman, dressed in the bride outfit, which resembled her so much. Even the color of their hairs and eyes were also the same. The only difference was in their hairstyle. “How could it...,” Stellina was choked on her words, completely puzzled. “Her name was Vellina. Vellina Pacnozzi,” said Diego again, ignoring Stellina’s remark.

“And you are my father?” “You don’t have to worry!” Zeana Tan snapped me, so I curiously glanced at her. “You and Diego are not blood-related. Margarita Montero is his second wife. The former chairman’s wife is dead during childbirth, but it was not publicized, that is why you also don’t know. You know how Montero’s are very private in their lives.”