Father Garcia Novels & Stories

Ace POV. Ghost did a wonderful job finding my baby sister, took him a full seven hours to find her. She's being kept in a house owned by Damien Garcia, a well-known drug dealer. I know him personally, we did some job together before although it didn't end well for him. I could try and call demand that he hand me my sister, but knowing she's blood related to me would probably put her in more danger. So I did what my temper told me to do, the reason I became the family leader is that I'm not someone to be messed with. I did the only logical option, in my eyes anyway, I did a full-on raid on his house.

“Your father would have been too…” “His excellency, Alpha Aguilar Ivanov.” Marcel, one of the servants called. I nodded at him and he smiled before taking a step back, knowing to head back to the harem. Someone had to help Elena with the girls, especially since they were new within the pack and harem.

Elisaimmediately stopped and turned onto Nick, bursting into tears. Though Theowas annoyed,he pushed Nick back into the ward. He,Theo Garcia,his son’s right had turned disabled. What should he do?

I greeted with a wide smile, immediately throwing my body back onto my bed. "Hello, darling," I heard the thick British accent from my godfather say to me through the phone and a shiver ran through my entire body, "how's my little star doing?" he asked me and I bit the corners of my lips. I felt so shy as though I was beneath his intense gaze, "I'm doing ok, how about you?" I asked him. My godfather was Octavious Bradford, and he's probably the most good looking gentleman I've ever set my eyes on. It doesn't help that I have a bit of a crush on him and he continuously spoils me way more than he spoils my older sister.

"It's going well, Grandpa. I'll meet Mr. Garcia again later. " "Make sure he'll sign the contract this time." I heard Gian sigh. "What's the matter, Gian? " My fathers asked this time. "Mr Garcia invited me to join his family for dinner tonight. " "That's great, then. Why do you seem worried." Grandpa asked. "I think he's using this investment for me to get closer to her daughter. " "No, Dad slammed his hand on the table, startling us all. "If that is his purpose, then decline his investment. We can find other investors better than him."

When I opened my eyes again, I saw my father-in-law, George Lane, lying on the floor. Since I was young, I would faint when I saw blood, so I wanted to give my husband, Brian Lane, a call. I unlocked my phone, but the image of Brain hacking me with a cleaver appeared in my mind. It was as if I could feel the pain again. My finger hovered on the phone screen before I stopped myself from calling Brian. Instead, I gave his cousin, Camden Lane, a call.

The interviewee is her father – CEO of venture capital group Garcia. "Good morning, Mr. Garcia. Can you tell us the meaning of this charity?" "Yes. I'm Mathis Garcia, CEO of venture capital group Garcia. During the past decades, the lives of the people of Africa have been underdeveloped, and their standard of living has been extremely difficult. So, me and…" Followed by the statements in an orderly manner according to the pre-written script. Until Emma heard a question. "From what I can see, you seem to have come here with your wife and son. Do you still have a daughter? Why isn't she here?"

Though, she considers herself lucky for having parents who still love each other even in their late forties. She puts ice cream cups and cake plates on a tray and enters the living room after a while, hoping the sex conversation is over. “Oh, my favorite chef.” Gilda claps her hands. “I both love and hate how good a cook you are. I just lost four pounds last week but it’s obvious that I will gain them back.” Cassie laughs at her jokeful compliments. “Uncle Karl never hates me for being a good cook, though.” She mentions Gilda’s husband. “He would have stolen all the chicken wings if he could last wednesday.”

These men could have already been dead if we wanted them to be the only reason they are not dead is because Lorenzo, Lucien and Diego all want the same as me. To see pain come to those who have brought harm to Maria. Lighting the cigarette between my lips I observed the man I believe to be Carlos. Could this really be my brother? He definitely has the look of a brother of mine but if he is a Garcia then my father must have been running around on my mother. This man right here is barely younger than Lucien by the looks of things. It is possible. My father was no Saint, as are any of us here. I let out the smoke from inside my lungs. "Marcellus Garcia" I said aloud waiting for any kind of rea

Augustus pronounced. Carlo Toscano, Gia’s father looked at Frederico in exasperation. “Your son played dirty with us. Frederico, I did not expect him to treat my daughter like this. She loves him so dearly that she asked me to support your son for the position of CEO!”