Eddie Guerrero Daughter Novels & Stories

Clearing my throat, I rang the doorbell. Eduardo opened up at the third ring. On seeing me and Olivia, he frowned. “What the hell are you doing here?” “Hello to you too, Eduardo,” I said. “I'm here with the gift I told you about.” “Mummy, who is this?” Olivia asked, and I smiled. “Baby girl, he is your father.” Olivia's eyes widened while Eduardo bunched his hands into fists, eyes darkening in anger. “What are you on about?” He snarled. “Take your daughter and get yourself out of this place.”

Like his father, women loved him. But deep in his heart there was a wound that could not be healed. He was broken by a woman. The woman he intended to take his hands on and slowly destroy until she crawled to his feet and begged for mercy. He wanted revenge. Eduardo and Camila also had a daughter, Luciana. She was twenty-two years old and started a career as a model. She lived in California. Eduardo was a little upset that his little girl had chosen a modeling career, after all, he, better than anyone, knew what this glamorous life was like, and especially, he knew how such women lived surrounded by men, all wanting to devour them.

"And how do you know all this?" After uttering a bitter laughed, Veronica looked up. Her eyes welled up with tears. She fllashed a small smile. "I know all that because I am his daughter. I am Veronica Ginevra Guillermo, the lost daughter of Dante Guillermo and Zarine Morgan!"

She had long grown weary of such things and wanted to live her life in peace. Most people around here knew Eddie’s name but not his face. Introducing himself by his first name only didn’t cause any problems and he knew this. “I’m Edward and this is our daughter Aria.” Betty smiled down at her as she readjusted the strap on her camera bag. “Aww, she’s adorable! Looks just like her mother.” “That she does. They’re the most beautiful women in the world,” he said proudly. Angelina found herself blushing though compliments on her looks had been meaningless to her for years. How was it any different when Eddie said it? Because she was flustered her only defense was sarcasm.

“Do you have any comments on the recent speculation? Who is this mystery woman, and what is your connection to her?” For some reason, Edrick froze at that point. He stood there for a moment, staring at the ground with a pale face as though he was losing focus; then, all of a sudden, he looked up and responded to the reporter after refusing to speak to the paparazzi for the entire clip. “The red-haired woman is my fiancee,” Edrick blurted out into the reporter’s microphone, almost as though he didn’t even seem to consider it beforehand. “She is the mother of my eight-year-old daughter, and we have another baby on the way.”