Miguel Mike Ramirez Novels & Stories

Can't stop beating! "He's Oliver Tagan Ramirez the great, the Suma-cum Laude last year batch and of course you don't know that because you didn't attend our graduation, back to the story Everyone calls him Tagan because he says so, then a mysterious kind and fucking heartless snobbery." I couldn’t understand the more I couldn’t breathe here as he stared at the chin. He is wearing Cream track pants and paired them with a Black Oversize hoodie. He's just like that but he was really different from me.

“The new leader outside of LA?” “Yes.” “But we were negotiating.” “We still are.” He hesitated. “And Sandor?” I carefully placed the evidence bag down. “Sandor will get what’s coming to him.” *** Ramirez had chosen an abandoned industrial yard for our meeting. He stood in the centre with six of his men behind him. All armed. All watching us like we were prey. I stepped out of my car slowly, adjusting my cuffs. Ramirez smirked when he saw me. “Massimo,” he called out mockingly. “The famous king himself.” I smiled.