Gerard Argent Novels & Stories

Alpha Leonardo; “Don’t fucking tell me that you have no idea who that lady was!?” I slammed hard on the bar stand as I roared at the bartender. I’d been here for hours waiting for this damn bartender to resume his duty shift. And now, he had no idea about the lady. Fucking no idea!! I’d watched the CCTV but the damn thing didn't capture her. Or should I say, the part of her was erased. Every damn thing. Someone fucking did, and no one in this club could tell me who did.

I asked Steffano, my eyes lingering on the older man beside Geraldine in one of the photos. “That’s Argos,” he answered. “The boss of the Denaros.” My stomach tightened. “T-the Denaros?” He nodded. “Yes. He’s the one leading them. Luan… and Nathalia.” I slowly nodded. “So what exactly is he to Mom’s twin sister?” Steffano glanced at me briefly. “She’s his mistress.” “I-I see…” He studied my face. “Did that answer your questions?” I shook my head and handed the iPad back to him.

“Oh, that man is one of my boss’s fanatic suitors. I think he’s a trust fund kid. He’s quite generous, but my boss never accepts gifts from him. Even after being rejected many times, he still comes over and drinks until he vomits. Then, his friend will take him away. But he just refuses to give up. He’s been here a lot of times. He doesn’t listen no matter what my boss says. Look, he’s starting to cry again...” Gerard was shocked to hear this. He did not expect Selena to have such a great charm. He glanced at Eric, who had already stood up. Gerard looked in that direction and was about to walk over. He paused and stopped Eric. “Why are you going there?” Gerard let go of Eric after a while an

Gabe cleared his throat as he adjusted his seat and settled back into the gray sofa he'd been sitting on. "Well, I know the new owner of Mitchell Hills, mom," Gabe told Erin. "Argent. They are the Argent Family." he continued. "Argent?" "Yes. Argent, ma'am." Erin swallowed her spat. Shocked mixed with confusion. Even so, Erin tried to adjust her expression as well as her speech, because she didn't want her two sons to catch the confusion that was plaguing her. "Did something happen? They're back here ten years after Dennis's departure." thought Erin.

To his word, Santana Bursted out laughing dryly. " Maximo Santino won't take the offer. Hell, this man is filthy wealthy. He Worth almost eighty trillion Euros. Has more than twenty thousands men and women at his beck and call. A business man and a Mafia Boss who could Kill anyone just by the slightest provocation and you ... " Santana suddenly stop speaking when steady approaching footsteps was heard. " He is here " Carlos announced while sitting right. The three men heartbeat started racing as the sounds of the approaching footsteps drew near and nearer until finally, Maximo Santino pushed open the door and enters.

I asked. "Alessandro Russo, tall, tanned, handsome you know the typical mafia man type" My heart dropped and my palms began to sweat, thinking back to my husband, the love of my life who left me at the lowest point of my life, and I was going to see him at the gala for the first time in a year. "I'll send you the rest of the details," Mateo states and hangs up, leaving my head spinning and my mind in a whole different state. A single tear fell from my eye hearing the name of the man who gave me the best life I'd ever had and then destroyed it.

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

Despite them not really knowing about us being wolves, the fact that she had a lover over her husband was enough to have others putting a question mark. “If it isn’t our famous Pakhan and his beloved maiden” Andreas Garcia, one of the Mexican partners we had. The man was an heir of the Garcia family, and not only was he arrogant, but he was one of the men who had helped with spreading the rumors of the scandal that happened in hopes to benefit from them.

"What? Again?" "Arnav Agnihotri is going to take part in the election too. He might have gotten some big amount of funding." "Motherfucker. Really? This father son duo is giving us a hard time." We both sat silently while gulping down our whiskey. Everything seemed tangled. The moment we thought of getting everything at its place, immediately something new was popping up. Sicily, Italy Luca and Arthur entered the meeting room where few other people were also sitting. "Hello Arthur, how are you?" Nicolas greeted him.

I nodded shyly as if I agreed with what he had said. He stared at me for a moment and sighed. He lowered the goblet containing an expensive wine that could be equivalent to one month's supply of our food at home. "It's okay if you want to keep your identity. Your name here is Magda? It's cool anyway." he complimented. "You know what, Magda, you have the vibe of a person I've been searching for for so long." he shared. I gulped after hearing it. Is he talking about the person he's been searching for for so long is... me?