Miguel Diaz Novels & Stories

Aurora said, awkwardly, "We do know each other, but the circumstances were a bit unusual." Aurora couldn't say it too clearly. Miguel had almost gotten drugged, and there must be many things involved that couldn't be disclosed. Miguel, however, spoke openly: "A few days ago, while in the capital, I was almost set up by a business rival. It was Miss Diaz who warned me and helped me out of a tight spot." After speaking, Miguel turned to Aurora again. He even extended his hand: "Miss Diaz, after all this time, I've always wanted to see you again and thank you in person."

I chuckle softly, looking toward Zander’s arm. His face went from a small friendly smile to a frustrated glare. “Yes, and you did a number on Danni, Eric and five of my top warriors, three of whom are in ICU fighting for their lives.” he glares at me eyes flickering from gold to hazel as he tries to control his own wolf’s anger.

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

I looked down at my feet and I nodded at Maria to leave to her room within the chamber. “Papa!” Daniel cried out. He smiled and lifted our son in his arms, kissing him. “Hello, Aguilar. We have missed you deeply.” I said, watching as he extended his hand to me. I kissed his knuckle, and he smiled before putting a hand on my cheek. I leaned in toward his touch, giving in to it. “You seem to have been tiring your mother,” Aguilar said, turning his attention to Daniel. “Not at all, Alpha.” I said, not wanting Daniel to be the one to respond. “You know that his playing and his attitude is one that I love. I would not ask for more.”

I smiled. “Thank you,” he forced a smile, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “After Allen became one of the most powerful people in The Rodriguez's group, he became untouchable, I became one of the richest persons in the world, yet I still can't get revenge, do you know why?” Micheal said nothing, his brows forming a knot. “He has The Rodriguez's group protecting him, so I can't harm him physically, I can only fight to take the group away from him, but I can't do that alone.”

"So the fact that Diana does not fill a void means I should be with her?" "It means you are coming to her whole instead of broken. That you do not need her to complete you or save you or fix the parts of yourself you have not dealt with." I sat beside him. "The question is not whether it feels intense. The question is whether it feels right. Whether you can be yourself with her. Whether she adds to your life without becoming your entire life." Miguel considered this. "I can be myself with her. Completely. She knows about you and Alex and all the complicated history. She knows I was engaged to someone else less than a year ago. She knows I am still figuring my life out."

he asked, his tone low. "Yes, sweetheart, you will be OK," I said to him, fighting back tears. “Daddy, why aren't you at work today?" Miguel asked Diego. "Well, we…we are having a day off, son,” Diego lied. "My head is spinning, why am I feeling weak?” Miguel asked. "Well, it is because you got too much sleep, but the doctor said he would be here soon, so do not worry, you will be up soon, champ," Diego remarked.

I can’t wait to see his cute face, even if it’s for the last time. The door opened, and I needed no one to tell me who walked in. I stared at him as he walked towards me slowly with his usual sardonic smirk, I so wanted to wipe it off his face. “Look how beautiful you are, my sweet Diana,” Miguel said with a chuckle, sitting on the bed, he placed his hand on my hip drawing lines on it. “You should be happy and grateful Diana.” he suddenly said after a few minutes of silence. “You should be thankful that I asked my da....boss for some more days, so I can enjoy your body well.” He snickered.

Miguel and his parents were set to return that afternoon. “Zoëlla, graçias, I owe you one." She smiled at her best friend. “tengo su espalda( I have got your back)" She smiled at her. “When is Miguel getting back?" She asked. “Any moment from---" “I'm home Sia," Miguel said walking towards his wife and child. “Now," Sia added muttered making Zoëlla chuckle. “Thank you Zoëlla, for everything." He thanked. “It's fine Miguel, she's like a sister I never had." She gleamed.

I remain composed with a small smile plastered on my face. Maximo smirks at me, his gaze simply darkening in a frightening way. It's the first time he has looked at me like this, “ Isn’t that right, Samantha? You won’t play any tricks on us right, cause you know I am itching to burn stuff up,” My senses are alert and I offer a sharp node. He snaps his fingers, “ Great, Santino, call her brother.” He instructs. As he ashes up the cigar in his palms. I took note of how he only smokes one type of cigar, the most expensive one in the world. He is truly living up to his billionaire reputation.