Ernesto Calderon Novels & Stories

I rapidly get in my room and slam the door shut, causing an echoing bang. I don’t know what the actual fuck is wrong with that guy but I can be sassy too. I will show you, dear Eren Pedrosa. (ó﹏ò｡)

“Either way, it looks like you’ll be staying with us for a while longer yet.” “That man... The one with dark hair who was sitting at the end of the table. He knows who I am.” Ethan runs a hand over his full lips, then leans back in his chair. “Aye. I think so too.” “Who is he?” His expression darkens. “His name is Blake. He’s the most dangerous male in the Kingdom of Wolves, and he has the power to either help us, or destroy us. There’s a feast tonight. I’ll speak with him then. And I need you to come with me.”

She handed the folder back to Sullivan. "It's even more shameful that the lead on the case hasn't even shown up. And what else would be said about the case when they found out that the night before Mr. Bloodstones' arrest, Detective Reyna Killian was bedding the man in question." Sullivan's eye widened slightly before she collected herself, and an ache shot through me as I glared at Imelda.

He took over his father, Nicofero Rivera at the age of eighteen, and now, by twenty four, has expanded the family's territory to half of America. He is considered one of the most capable 'Dons' in Rivera history, rivaled only by Salvatore Rivera of the 1960s. His grandfather. I switched the laptop off when I heard Mariano's steps come toward the room. I knew what I wished to know anyway. He opened the door softly, expecting me to be asleep, but smiled as he took in my state. "Find anything of consequence?" He asked as walked to his closet. I shook my head. "Nope. I didn't even Google. I was just checking my emails." I lied.

Walking up to Raiden and Karsyn, he deliberately paused for a moment, and a tempting voice called out, "Mr. Calderon, long time no see!" Raiden's mouth curled into a mocking smile. "Ernesto is not here! Is Elena looking for me?" "Mr. Calderon was really joking, this time it was Ernesto who called me over," Elena Wilkerson said, as she brushed her long curls behind her ear, her movements alluring and captivating. Elena's actions made the scent of her perfume even stronger, which caused Karsyn to sneeze uncomfortably. Damn it, did this woman spray a whole bottle of perfume?

"You’re clever, cara mia. I’ll give you that." Her stomach dropped. He stepped into the light, shadows dancing across his face. "Alonso Delgado never made it past his twentieth birthday. I did." She couldn’t breathe. "What?" He moved closer, until the poker nearly touched his chest. "I’m Esteban. Esteban Gallego." The name struck her like lightning. The Gallegos; rivals of the Delgados. Ruthless. Vicious. Responsible for the massacre in Medellin.

The moment Camila saw him, she glanced at Antonio, then back at Ernesto, her eyes practically asking, Who is he? Ernesto's eyes were totally on her as he held out his hands. "I'm Ernesto. Ernesto de la Cruz." "Camila Lopez," she said, a little slowly. "Nice to meet you. Antonio’s dad." She took his hand, her gaze flicking nervously to Antonio, who stood stiffly beside her, looking ready to explode. Ernesto's grip was firm, held a bit too long, before he finally let go. "You didn't introduce yourself as his girlfriend, huh?"

CASSANDRA POV 1 YEAR LATER. "Why can't you send someone else?" I questioned my boss Mateo holding the phone up my ear. "Because you're the best assassin we have to kill this motherfucker, who has been causing trouble for us," Mateo said. "I don't give a fuck how you kill him, seduce him, shoot him in the dick, do what you have to get him" "Fine, so what's the guy's name, and what does he look like," I asked.

"I am the one who runs this part of town. Mendoza crossed the line so now he is dead. If you double-cross me you will die too. Do we have an understanding?" I pressed send and there was an immediate response. ”I understand, you had to do what you had to. May I know the name of the man I am dealing with now." I typed my reply. ”Jensen, Jensen Daniels. I will be in contact." I put the phone away and sat at my desk and sipped on my drink. I took a deep breath and laid my head back, what a day.

She noticed that he only went for work on the second day of their marriage and rest of the days he had worked in the office with his men on his beck and call. She was horrified when she came to knew that the new on the television of Gold stolen was the his husband doing. She knew her husband was no saint man. She read about him on the internet. The man was the leader of the California most dangerous mafia organisation “Scorpio” He is not to be messed with. He hates disobedience and disrespect. In his country, he holds control. He is called a beast. He kills without remorse. He is Alessandro Emilio, the greatest mafia lord of California's most powerful and dangerous group, SCORPIO.