Is Dora Diego's Cousin Novels & Stories

Antonio smirked in response. “You’re not here. Who are you thinking about?” He asked me. I laughed and stopped when I realized that Antonio and I were together, which meant Diego was- “Where’s Diego?” I asked him. I was in a huge mother mood now. Antonio was supposed to stay with Diego, and he was here with me. “He’s safe don’t worry,” Antonio dismissed and downed his drink. “Safe with who?” I asked him. “Harry has this cousin,” Antonio smiled. He brought his face close to mine and placed kisses on my face.

Reyna or Colton might not have the patience to wait for him to die and directly kill him. Dr. Rivera propped up his glasses. "I know you will wonder about that. I'll introduce myself again. I am Dylan Rivera, Javier's cousin. My mother is an Albrecht. I lived here when I was young and grew up together with Javier." Suzie was stunned. She did not know any of that. It wasn't written in Jonathan's report.

Mr Diaz coughed, his cloudy gaze tinged with a bit of sadness, and he didn't pay any attention to Diego . He looked at the girl and it reminded him of someone, who sadly was gone twenty years ago. "Dad, her name is Andrea, she's the daughter-in-law of the Munoz family,the wife of Sebastian." Diego saw this and explained again. When Mr Diaz heard this, his cloudy pupils were somewhat surprised. The Munoz family's daughter-in-law? Mr Diaz glanced aside at his own single dog grandson and shook his head slightly! Even if he had briefly seen the girl,he had liked her immediately but sadly,she was already married to Sebastian.

“I got Ruth’s number from Diego, then yours from Ruth.” I smile lightly. “So how do you know Diego?” He runs his hand through his hair, giving me a sheepish look. “So the thing is, Diego’s my cousin.” I almost choke on my pasta. “No way,” I laugh. “How is that even possible? He’s so loud, and you’re so...” “Reserved?” Cameron asks, finishing my sentence. “I was going to say, less crazy.” I grin. “He throws these insane parties almost every week.”

The person who made him like this and who he badly wanted to destroy. DIEGO... Meet Griffin Gonzalez, Hannah's son and also... Diego's older cousin...

Marcello pulled back first, his little hands pushing against Diego's chest, his ice-blue eyes wide and suspicious as he stared at this stranger who was making his mama cry. "Mama?" he demanded, pointing at Diego with one chubby finger. I wiped my face with the back of my hand, trying to pull myself together even though I was still shaking. "This is your Uncle Diego, baby. Mama's brother. He's family." Diego pulled back just enough to look at Marcello, and I watched his face furrow, watched the realization hit him like a physical blow as he took in the dark curls, the sharp little features, those eyes that were so obviously not mine.

He did what he had thought was the right thing to do in order to protect the one he loves most. I understand it now. His daughter keeps him grounded. His daughter is his María; she keeps him sane when he comes home from this fucked up line of work we are in. I nodded my head Yes in response to his plea. "You have my word" I agreed wholeheartedly. "Does the cousin have a name?" Diego spoke up. "Carlos, That's all I know," Juan said, lowering his head. With his words Diego aimed the barrel of his gun to the back of Juan's head.

my husband asks him, voice rising in fury, “Who is the leader? Who is it who dares come after my family? They will pay!” “That’s the other thing I wanted to tell you, but I need you to promise that you’ll try to stay calm,” Diego says, brow furrowed in concern, “Believe me, I’m just as furious too. But we need to fight with clear heads here.” My husband takes a deep breath and nods. He sits back down and takes my hand, nodding for Diego to continue. “Dora is the leader,” Diego says nervously, anticipating my mate’s reaction, “She is behind this movement, and has been behind everything. The attempted abductions. Everything. It’s been her all along.”

Andres was Diego, my cousin, my blood. I couldn't stop the single tear that ran down my cheek. After all these years he was still alive. Diego, my baby cousin. It had always been him, I found him but I didn't realize it, how didn't I realize it sooner? The strange feeling I got when I first saw him, how he knew the recipe for the dish mother used to cook for us when we were little children. I had missed all the little clues. "Diego." I said his name in a whisper, I could see his cold expression wavering a bit at me calling him out by his true name. He wasn't Andres or Death, he was Diego.

Marcus stepped out first, followed by the rest of the guys before I followed with Kaelis behind me. “Saint, we meet again.” Diego Santiago was a few inches shorter than me, but still broad shouldered with tanned skin and dark eyes. His eyes held mischief and his grin probably garnered attention wherever he went. “Thanks for meeting us here, Diego, I wasn’t expecting that,” I said, and shook his hand. “This must be your lovely wife,” he said and kissed the top of her hand. “Call me Diego, or ‘Papi’ whichever you prefer.” Kaelis laughed. She fucking laughed, and his grin widened.