Joaquin Mondragon Novels & Stories

I asked, stopping him and Ezra shook his head. “You grandmother was an omega that I did not accept. Much like Diego, I chose to hide my mating bond. But I had different reasons. Diego did it for power, maybe lust, but what he has with Renata is not what I can call love. The woman has an obsession, maybe, but the man doesn’t love her the way that she loves him. And the purity that he sees in you, the way that he looks at you is not the one that he looks at her.” Mario said, and I looked down at my lap. The man sat beside me, and I wrapped my arm around myself. “I am going to tell you something that I wished someone told me when I was your age.”

Juan, who was next to Waltier, said indifferently. Glaring at him, Mona rebuked, “Are you saying that only your brothers from Regal Palace are powerful, and our fighters from Thailand are worthless?” “I’m just telling the truth.” Juan cupped Mona’s face and gave her a fierce kiss. “If you don’t believe me, why don’t we make a bet?” “What sort of bet?” Mona asked. Juan looked at the time on his wristwatch and said, “We can start the countdown now. Trigon will fall within ten seconds. If I win the bet, you can’t swing your whip at me again.”

I mumbled. “I know.” He admitted. “But things are changing slowly. One of my main responsibilities is to hold the family together, and for many people that means keeping the traditional rules. If I overturned everything all of a sudden, they would want to remove me. And I am a Rivera, only Riveras can be the Don.” “It’s not like you’re very progressive yourself.” I commented. “I’m learning, Bella.” "Who are you?" I asked, suspiciously. "Mariano Lionelli Montefiore Rivera. Google it, Bella." He said without blinking.

When Kayson was done explaining, Joaquin let out a cold grunt and said, “What a bunch of preposterous people! How dare they target you, Dr. Yarde? “Don’t worry, Dr. Yarde. You can count on me for this, and I promise I’ll handle it properly on your behalf!” Upon saying that, he looked toward Cayden and said in a heroic manner, “You may choose one of the three provinces, and I’ll help you to reach out to the supplier there!” Cayden was deeply shocked. Joaquin lived up to his reputation of being the third-ranking renowned doctor in the Nation of Dragons with his wide network and connections. What else was there for them to be worried about with the help of this man? Hence, he said, “We shall ta

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

When Kayson was done explaining, Joaquin let out a cold grunt and said, “What a bunch of preposterous people! How dare they target you, Dr. Yarde? “Don’t worry, Dr. Yarde. You can count on me for this, and I promise I’ll handle it properly on your behalf!” Upon saying that, he looked toward Cayden and said in a heroic manner, “You may choose one of the three provinces, and I’ll help you to reach out to the supplier there!” Cayden was deeply shocked. Joaquin lived up to his reputation of being the third-ranking renowned doctor in the Nation of Dragons with his wide network and connections. What else was there for them to be worried about with the help of this man? Hence, he said, “We shall ta

Madchen closed her eyes, and waited for the worst, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. Suddenly, she felt Jason’s grip loosen on her, then heard an almighty thump. She opened her eyes to see Drago standing over her supervisor, glaring a hole through him. “Is this how you treat all your employees?” His voice was calm, too calm. Jason, now petrified, backed away on his elbows, putting space between him and the terrifying doctor. Watching Drago right now, in this moment, Madchen thought he really did resemble a dragon, on the verge of lighting Jason on fire.

I hope not. "Um, Sir Jason?" I cleared my throat, holding my heart. "Yes, Quinn?" "Mind if I ask, who's coming?" I smiled. "Who else but the famous king of the Mondragons Royalty, Xavion Xavier Mondragon," Mr. Jason answered, and my world nearly collapsed. . c.m. louden

He dodged, eyes wide. “What the fuck?!” Diego shouted. “Were you trying to kill me??!” “Let me remind you,” I said, smiling. “I am Cierra Monroe. And you know who Monroe is? He is the boss of the mafia evil clan!! I am the heiress and I do not wait for chaos! Chaos is ME and I am Chaos! So, get the fuck out! Do not test my patience!" Diego’s face went pale. “You are Monroe’s heiress?” he said, stunned.

Aidan added, patting Agustin’s shoulder before sitting back on Adrian’s bed. “Gino Robles did it, right?” Aidan asked. “We tracked his location — he’s in one of the clubs in the black market, but we located a sniper. The only name that came to mind is a Mondragon. Finix Mondragon?” Agustin’s eyes snapped open, then he just grinned at Aidan. “Damn! He’s back? That asshole is back???? He’s still after Rain!” Aidan laughed, already picturing Rain’s face when he finds out Finix Mondragon‑Montemayor is back.