Romans & histoires Ice Age Voice Of Diego

' I watch the movement of his tongue inside his shallowly parted lips as he is about to articulate the letter L. " Jane! " I announced before he could finish calling the name. " . . .my name is Jane. . . Please. " As I plead, he pauses and his eyes peered into me again for a shorter while before a barely visible smile draws at his lower lip. " I'm Diego Enricho. " He closes his eyes and shakes his head. " Just Diego. " His facial expression and voice suddenly turns gay. " Care for a walk, Jane? " He stretches his curved arm to me.

CHAPTER 19 My gaze lifted slowly to the one who dared speak Diego Herrera. Mid-50s. Arrogant. Wealthy. But stupid. His fingers tapped nervously, a subtle tell that he wasn’t as confident as he pretended to be. My voice dropped low and slow. "Y si crees que escupir el nombre de mi madre te hace valiente, entonces estás muy equivocado." (And if you think spitting on my mother’s name makes you brave then you are so mistaking)

I wanted to call out for her to stop but my fucking mouth couldn't move. "It's me Elizabeth Valeskie ,you remember me right ? I'm carrying your child my love ,our baby, please don't leave us" "FUCK YOU" STILL TO CONTINUE>>>

I'm going to my room ,I'm sleepy ",Ana said yawning and dragging her legs into the house I went in too Okay I didn't know glass houses were real And this fucken pretty It must have cost him like a billion dollar or something Instead of me to go straight to bed,I decided to wander around the house , admiring the magnificence of the place After a while , I started feeling sleepy again I strolled into a room and crashed on the bed It didn't take me long before I fell asleep * * * I heard a familiar Italian voice beside me making me wake up Then, there was a hand rubbing my left thigh tenderly Diego I giggled inwardly and decided to enjoy the moment He was on a call with someone and I couldn't u

Diego stood at the edge of the pool, hands in his pockets, smirk plastered on his face. I sighed. “Can’t a guy swim in peace?” He crouched slightly, eyes gleaming with that smug brilliance I’ve hated since we were kids. “You should just quit now, hermano. Save yourself the humiliation.” I laughed under my breath. “Why’s that? Getting scared, D?” “Because,” Diego said, straightening, “your grades are trash. They’ve always been trash. You barely pass, and I—” He gestured to himself dramatically.

I gasped. “Diego?” The figure whipped its head around and looked at me. It was Diego my poor Diego. His hair was out grown, his face scruffy his eyes devoid of the spark they once held. “I’m sorry I’m so sorry.” Was all that he could say. I tried to trigger my powers to extinguish the flames but nothing came forth. I screamed as everything around me began to engulf in flames and in the distance Diego faded away a shadow in the fire that was he.

“Ahhh…at least ONE of you has some manners.” His eyes crinkle with delight and he puffs out his chest. Then, with fisted fingers, he smacks at his chest a few times. “Ahhh….my name. Listen well you two and remember my name. I am Diego. You may pronounce it as dee-yay-go. It means ‘he who supplants.’” Diego is clearly enjoying being in the limelight but Helios grows impatient. He is not used to having to wait for an answer.

Diego growl over the phone. “D-Diego…I’m sorry. Please is mother okay? I didn’t mean to…” Tiana pleaded over the phone but she came to an halt and ended it with a laugh. Diego hatched his eyebrows, “What the fuck is funny?!” “Because you must have think that’s what I’d be saying? Hell no! Mother is gone and you should move on! Whatever I did, I did for love!” Tiana yelped from the other line. “My mother was such a fool to have believed your lies! I, Diego Rodrigo will find you and make sure you pay dearly for your sins!” Diego rasped, Tiana chuckles.

Diego POV I was floating. No pain. No sound. Everything felt... very quiet. I couldn’t tell if my body existed anymore. I wasn’t sure I was anymore. But there was something. A voice. Faint. Like an echo through water. “Stay with me, Diego. Please...” I hear Miguel’s voice calling out to me his voice laced with pain I could literally feel he is crying even if I couldn’t see. “Miguel?” I tried to respond, but my voice didn’t reach the surface. Nothing did everywhere was too quiet despite all my attempts.

DIEGO “You know I do,” Diego replied, his voice dropping into that familiar, quiet intensity. He locked eyes with Ethan, stripping away the defensive layers so his friend could witness the unvarnished truth. “Isn’t it glaringly obvious? My soul hasn't been on the ice since Kol and I became an item—not in any way that counts.” He shook his head, a look of genuine disbelief crossing his face. “There was a time when the Austin Ice Arena was the boundary of my entire universe. But he pulled back the curtain; he proved to me that the world is infinitely larger than a rink.”