Is Dora Diego's Cousin Novels & Stories

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.

I tell everything if what’s the truth and Kade also, but I don’t get why Sofia still keeps hating and avoiding me until now. Yes, Sofia is my close cousin. She’s the daughter of mr. Diego Valderrama who is my dad’s sibling and mrs. Lea Adler Valderrama, who is his wife. Sofia actually has a sibling which is Kleo, who is younger than her. And unfortunately, Kleo already passed away when he was two years old because of pneumonia. That’s why, after this saddest story of Sofia’s life, she almost treats me like her sibling-like Kleo. She became close to me not just as a cousin but rather as her friend also.

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.

Tori let out another sigh, running her hand through her hair as she glanced around the room before returning her beautiful gaze to my own, one that was filled with worry and hesitation. "They came after your husband, Alessa. Apparently, Pablo Hernandez heard the rumors that Draken Zolotov might have been the one who killed Diego and that pissed him off because the two were friends, business associates. Diego's death also inconvenienced him because he wasn't able to get what he wanted from the business deal they struck before Diego died."

He died of hunger and pain from injuries in bed. He clearly remembered that day when his mother was taking care of his father at home, he wanted to look for more wild vegetables in the mountains to make soup for his father, however, he unexpectedly found a strange man and his step-grandmother Carmen at the entrance of a discreet mountain cave. She left there immediately, at that time she was very afraid of Carmen, and she sneaked back home secretly. Many years later, Selena saw that Diego's son, Diego is the older brother of her aunt Lola, looked a lot like her step-grandmother Carmen. Selena realized that it was Diego, the brother of her aunt Lola, who was having an affair with her step-gra

This woman was Darren’s sister, the only daughter of the Venzor family, Dora Venzor. “Shut up! You don’t deserve to call my name! If it weren’t for you, our family would not have gotten into trouble one after another.” The more Dora spoke the more and angry she became. In a fit of anger, she rushed over to hit Areiza. But Kenny jumped to his feet and grabbed her hand. “Miss Venzor, please calm down!” He urged. “Who are you? How dare you to stop me? Go away!” Dora bellowed while glaring at Kenny.

Had there been another attempt on our lives? "What is it?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Daniel took a deep breath, then looked up at me with a pained expression. "Diego is coming over," he said. "He has something to tell us." Diego. Daniel's older brother, the man who had once been his biggest rival but had become a valuable ally in our fight against Miranda and her accomplices. I had grown to respect and admire him over the past few months, but I could sense that whatever he had to say was going to be serious.

“Who?” “Someone from Diego’s past,” Luca replied, his voice tight with urgency. “A ghost from the shadows. His name is Victor Drago.” Rafael’s jaw clenched. The name was all too familiar. Drago was a brutal, calculated man who had worked with Diego during his early days in the underworld. He’d been one of Diego’s most trusted lieutenants, but Rafael had always known there was something dark behind the man’s eyes—something even Diego had feared.