Hector Doyle Baki Novels & Stories

Hector arrived exactly at eight o’clock, driving his black sports car with the headlights off for the last two hundred meters. He parked behind a stack of containers and stepped out of the vehicle. He was wearing dark jeans, a tight black shirt, and a leather jacket that concealed the pistol he carried at his waist — just as a precaution. His steps were silent and calculated. When he entered the main warehouse, Diego was already there, nervously smoking a cigarette while leaning against a concrete pillar. The former bouncer was a big man, but the moment he saw Hector, his posture changed instantly. He straightened up, and the cigarette fell from his fingers.

“Hello, Alex Cohen speaking…” Captain Pannell’s voice on the other end was very excited. “Mr. Cohen, you were right. Macy Falks was instructed by someone. I’ve found out through interrogation and other means that the person who secretly ordered Macy Falks to organize the bombing was Henry Doyle, the CEO of Quill City Media! I should have thought about this sooner. On top of hating you, Henry Doyle must also hold a grudge against Chief Judge Whitman, so he had the motive to strike at Chief Judge Whitman...”

Hunter then hung up. Hunter chucked his phone on the bed and went into his little bathroom. He grabbed the edges of the basin and looked at himself in the little mirror above the sink. The sleep in him was no longer there, just rage. How the hell could Hector doubt him? Since when? He was the underboss, and this was his first mission and now he was being doubted. He would make Chloe fall so much harder that she'd have no choice but to obey every little order he gave her. And Rebecca? She was taking up too much of his time, making him lose his focus. And now Hector King was doubting him.

She looked at Hector but he just shook his head. I just shrugged because I had no idea why Zac is being moody all of a sudden. I couldn't see his full face since he is wearing his mask again. GALLEGOS MANSION Meet Hector Lawrence Gallegos: a half-Filipino, half-Spanish Mafia King from Spain, notorious for being a cold-blooded leader. Yet, he unexpectedly transformed into a passionate and warm lover after falling for the quirky Debbie Garnet and their romance brings out a whole new side of him.

Alpha Damien, the great and prestigious Alpha of the red moon pack and one of the strongest, leading billionaires and businessmen of all time, stood right at the door of the kitchen, from which Courtney had just left. His cold gaze, glazed against the body of that woman and in comprehensive pain followed by rage, overwhelmed him. He wanted to just shred her into pieces. Ariel immediately cringed, knowing absolutely what it felt like to be close to him. It was like death, the hand of death clutching her, clawing at her and choking her. But, instead of it taking her, it toiled with her.

Alpha Hudson couldn’t help but ask. Hector nodded his head. “Yes.” He agreed seriously. “It seems like he used Donovan’s greed and manipulate him to act as the Triad leader. But this man is the one behind everything.” Hector said – in between his gritting teeth. “Did you… Did you know who it was?” Luna Hera gently inquired. Everyone was hoping that he knew. For right now, only Hector could be the key to this problem. Hector nodded his head. “Yes. I heard his name once… He is someone named Samael… Samael Morfran.” Hector finally revealed – as everyone heard Hera’s gasped in both horror and shocked.

I squared my shoulders, keeping my voice calm but firm. “I’m Dr. Kahlia Ford, your physical therapist. And she is Dr. Marga Carpio, a licensed cardiologist. So you should respect her! No one in this room deserves to be shouted at!” Alpha Jaron’s laugh was low and bitter, dripping with mockery. “You don’t get it, do you? I’m an Alpha, the Alpha of the Steel Fang Pack. Do you really think you can dictate me?”

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– he left after Ben. - I'm Ben. Her best friend. Ben stopped, giving him his outstretched hand. Hector took Ben's hand and kissed it: - It's a pleasure, Ben. Bastard... Trying to win my friend over. - I'm... - Hector Casanova. – Ben completed. — The owner of Babylon. - I can give you free tickets. - He smiled. Ben put his hand on his chest, pretending to have a heart attack: - By my salts... Do you swear? Want a coffee?

I was just about to give up, but then a stranger walked up to Dominic, his voice unmistakable; even though he had shaved off all of his facial hair and styled and cut the rest. “Ah, King Chambers, it is an honor the finally meet you, I am Alpha Bentley from New Mexico.” He held out his hand to Dominic, gripping it and shaking hard. I could see Dominic wince slightly as the handshake stopped, not wanting to show how much Teddy had hurt him.