Go Diego Go Show Novels & Stories

That day when they returned home, Derek followed Echo into Willow's room. The little cat crawled under the desk and retrieved an empty bottle. Derek examined the bottle. It had contained sleeping pills. He suddenly remembered the line that had been crossed out. I will never make it to the island now. Goodbye, Derek. "Willow Dawson died on this day. But Echo saved her." The empty sleeping pill bottle, the scratch marks on the door, the tear-smudged writing, the text messages that received no reply. And Willow, who was supposed to die that day.

"So as you know... Our officiating investors are in Singapore and in Chicago. Two of our best employees will go to Singapore. While I along with one other would go to Chicago as the major investors are situated there" to this they all nodded in agreement which led to the question that made them all go numb. "So... Who is it in this room that will go with me?" He asked leaning back on his seat. Once again since reigned. From the entire conversation up to this point, it was a week trip. And from their faces most of them didn't like the idea of spending a week with an overreactive, overbearing CEO.

“You’re honestly adorable, Ava. You don’t need a long-lost relative, you just need Owen and Maya to believe one exists.” Right. This is why it’s important to have a devil as a friend. Diego checks the clock on his desk. “Let’s pick this up later,” he says, finally reaching for a shirt. “I have a meeting with my father and Owen.” “About what?” I ask He shrugs. “They never tell me anything.” Diego pauses at the door, turning to look me over again. “Feel free to stay here in the meantime, though in that case it would be preferable if you could be naked upon my return.”

I watched her move through a doorway that led to a corridor and I lost sight of her. "Where did she go?" I said. "Andre, don't." "Where did she go?" Diego looked at my face. He could see the decision was already made. He sighed. "Go," he said. "But for God sake, don't do anything stupid."

“Diego’s network is bigger than we thought. He’s moved a significant amount of money offshore—probably buying influence, consolidating power.” Alex gritted his teeth, frustration bubbling up like acid in his chest. “I’ve seen the reports. I know. But why come to me with this now?” Carlo’s lips tightened. “There’s more. The pieces you don’t see. We’ve been tracking some of his movements. He’s got a meeting set up tonight. I don’t know with whom yet, but it’s crucial. If we can intercept it…” Alex’s heart rate spiked. “Where?” Carlo handed over a folder. “The old docks. It’s a decoy, but if you get there first, you’ll have a chance to catch him off guard.”

She stills and closes her eyes. “I want to hear it,” Hazel says, as I hear her feet moving. Shit, why did I bring her again? *Lower the fucking gun, I swear to the Goddess… You’re scaring our mate,* Mick seethes, finally filling my head again. I rub my face with my free hand and point the gun at the ground. This is the last damn thing I need right now. But what is my life anyhow? Like I have a clue. “Diego said he’s Gabriel’s Beta? All those males always came around the Fog back in the day. His whole crew. I think Diego and I even met once,” Nina says, still looking at the dirt.

God please let it not be who I think it is. "Who got kidnapped?!", Diego yelled again. Kaybee swallowed. "Anastasia"

She shook her head, looked at him and said, “Don’t you have to wait until we’re back in San Pedro?” “No, I’m not going to wait. I want this question settled as quickly as possible.” He continued to eat, as though what they were discussing wasn’t affecting him in the slightest. “We dock at Cabo in the morning. You and I will go ashore, find a lab and have them fax the findings to the lab in San Pedro.”

The crowd fell silent for a split second before erupting into an even louder frenzy of murmurs. "She's putting on an act, right?" "She's definitely playing hard to get!" "I'll bet five hundred dollars she'll be back in the news within three days!" I didn't defend myself. I merely straightened up and weaved through the gauntlet of their piercing gazes, heading straight for the parking lot.

A asked him, sensing his uneasiness. “I'm fine”, Diego said curtly, rubbing his temples rigorously with his thumb and index finger. He excused himself from Emilia and the other guests, making his way to the entrance, his eyes scanning the crowd for familiar faces. There was no sign of Freya or Noah. “Freya, is this really how much you hate me?” Diego muttered under his breath, talking to himself maniacally. The event was about to kick off. Diego had already lost interest in the activity and suddenly had the urge to fly back home and take a nap.