Libros Julia Navarro Novels & Stories

“The retreat’s going to be huge, huh? Heard it’s at one of Navarro Resorts’ private properties.” My pen froze mid-note. “A resort?” “Yeah,” he said. “Mr. Navarro’s twin brother owns it Lucas Navarro. It’s supposed to be this luxury resort in the hills. Kinda exclusive.” I blinked. “Twin brother?” Julian raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t know? They don’t really talk much. Different fields, I guess. Lucas runs the hospitality side, Damian handles the corporate empire. Rumor has it, they’re… not that close.”

Chapter 20: The Insider's Echo Elise's POV "We're looking for a journalist. Luke Navarro. Ever heard of him?" Isla didn't waste any time. Lia's expression barely changed, but I could tell the question had hit a nerve. She tilted her head slightly, as if weighing the name in her mind. "Luke Navarro?" she said slowly. "Can't say I have, but..." She trailed off, thinking. "Why are you asking about a journalist? You two working on something big?"

Luna cries out, "No, no, no, no!" Javier laughs, "Keep playing your games then I like it. You will scream my name when my big dick destroys your tight little cunt." He just starts to open up his pants when Luna hears footsteps running towards them. "Get your filthy hands off her!" Julias shouts and he comes at Javier like an angry bull. In his hands, he has a knife, but Javier is much bigger and stronger than Julias. He hits the knife out of Julias his hand and his wrist make a cracking sound. Then he takes Julias his arm and throws his whole body over his shoulder before slamming him to the ground. Luna wants to run to him, but Javier punches her in her stomach, so she falls to the ground g

It was as if they were welcoming royalty into their home. “Welcome, spero che il viaggio fin qui sia andato bene.” Seraphina Vitelli came up to me, hugging me and kissing my cheeks “Yes, the drive here was fine, thank you,” I forced a smile. “Well then, come, come!” She was quite beautiful, looking at her from up close, she had light green eyes and platinum blonde hair, which suited her perfectly. She looked so much like her daughter, except for the hair. “I’m sure you’ve all met, this is Elia,” she motioned to her husband, “my children, and your husband, who doesn’t seem to want to greet his wife,” she said the last part sternly.

For most people in this VVIP room, that amount of money was merely pocket change on their contract papers. They gasped because Chloe Navarro had just humiliated her own husband by exposing their internal business affairs and their family's medical shame in public. And most fatally, she had screamed while pointing at Julian Sterling's face. Me? I did not even shift my relaxed posture in the slightest. I remained standing casually. My back straight, radiating the aura of a true sovereign watching a clown dance foolishly in the middle of her palace. Rafael squeezed his eyes tightly shut. His ruin was already before his eyes.

That had been a shock. Lucía Navarro was nothing like I imagined. Former cartel enforcer turned gym-owning business woman. She looked like a model and fought like a soldier. She had fierce eyes and a warm laugh that surprised me. Her Spanish accent was still heavy despite decades away from Madrid. “She’s my favorite,” Lucía said with a wink the second I stepped into her kitchen, ignoring Salvatore’s groan. “She says that to everyone,” he muttered. “Not true. I hated your last three flings,” she replied in Spanish, kissing me on both cheeks. “But she’s got fight. I like her.”

“Peace is a strong word. Let’s call it… mutual survival.” Luca said nothing. She took a step forward. “You’ve made quite the spectacle, Mr. De Silva. Leaking private corporate documents, public accusations, and now the media thinks Navarro Holdings is a criminal enterprise.” “Because it is,” Luca replied. Her smile faltered for a fraction of a second. “Careful. You’re playing a dangerous game.” “So are you,” I said quietly. She turned to me. “Mira Alvarez. The runaway heiress. You’ve been very busy, haven’t you?”

My blood was firing through my body, my wolf growling at me from under my skin. It got worse as Andrea's naked body filled my mind. And it became ever harder to walk.... If you know what I mean. The entire hotel was surrounded by vamps here to protect her. Their stench was a putrid waft into my face ever corner I turned. Meaning... She'll be there when I get back so I really needed to stop fast walking like a crazy lunatic whose never seem a naked woman in his life. I mean none of the other girls could ever compare to Andrea. But seriously, I needed to chill.

This is a jackpot for the press for sure. "What's the real deal between you two?" "Is it true that you two got married in the US?" ”Are the humors true about you running for the coming election, Mr. Navarro? ” ”What can you say about Ms. Savannah Li winning the crown for this year ma’am? ” My stomach immediately churned at the amount of questions they asked, especially when I hear that name. I feel so suffocated being around them and the flashing lights. Gladly, Gael’s touch makes me feel safe. By the time we got past the entrance the scattered media had also disappeared. The guards are all that’s left. At the same time, I felt his hand left me.

As they exchanged pack greetings, I put the pieces together: Rafael had been Victor’s superior during his tenure at the Liverpool academy, and Elena Salazar was a distant cousin to Rafael’s current mate—a tight, insular pack dynamic that I had just awkwardly blundered into. "Allow me to bridge the introductions," Victor said, completely blind to the silent warfare occurring across the table. "This is my most exceptional former analyst, Elena Navarro. Across the league networks, she’s known by her digital handle, 'Shadow-Wolf'—the specialist whose breakdown reports I’m constantly quoting in boardrooms. Exceptionally sharp, completely thorough, and holds an incredible instinct for player track