Miguel X Peter B Novels & Stories

Jasmin intervenes while glaring at him. Peter felt her sharp glance at him as if she wanted to stab him, "Of course," he replied uneasily. He took out a printed document detailing Xander's requests while Jasmin got her notepad out to write down any important information. Peter handed a copy of the documents to Hannah and Jasmin while Xander remained silent in the corner. He looks like he has his own world. He was fidgeting as if he was anxious a sight Hannah never thought she'd see. "My client, Mr. Xander Paul Miller, accepts the trespassing case we are not going to fight..." Peter lowered his head, "Even though you shot my client," he mumbled.

“Send him in.” Gregorio entered, his ever-practical briefcase in hand. “Morning, Miss Antonio. Miguel should be joining us shortly. We’ve got some developments you’ll want to hear about.” Ximena gestured for him to sit. “Developments?” Before he could answer, Miguel strode into the room, his expression grim but focused. “Let’s hear it,” Miguel said, taking a seat beside Ximena. Gregorio opened his briefcase, pulled out a few files, and laid them across the desk.

“Ms. Spencer, what if I told you I could get you out of that arrangement?” Xena’s eyes lit up at once, then quickly dimmed again. “Felix won’t let me go that easily. But thank you for the offer, Mr. Warren.” “No matter how capable Felix is, he’s nothing in my eyes.” Peter let out a dismissive snort. “I was fighting my way through the business world before he was even born. Why would I be afraid of him?” Xena bit her lip, still looking unconvinced. At that moment, Peter rose from his seat and walked over to her. He reached out and tilted her chin up, his eyes fixed on her.

“Your father would have been too…” “His excellency, Alpha Aguilar Ivanov.” Marcel, one of the servants called. I nodded at him and he smiled before taking a step back, knowing to head back to the harem. Someone had to help Elena with the girls, especially since they were new within the pack and harem.

He rushed to the boy's side, grabbing his lifeless body as it dangled in his arm. I placed back the gun in my trousers and walked out of the house. Xander's screams and cries were like music to my ears. In a few minutes, we were on our way back from Xander's hideout. Xander was Miguel's consigliere, who was the former Capo dei Carpi of New York. When I came to the Gratva cartel, as an underling, Xander was one of the feared men. On the night I laid claim on the capo seat and challenged Miguel for a duel, Xander thought it was the usual, an underling biting the finger that fed him.

"I'm fine. It's just a little bit. You're wetter than me so maybe you're the one catching a cold—" "I'm fine, don't worry." I nodded. "Okay." When I thought of asking something, I looked at him again. "How did you know, Peter? It seems, you've known each other for a long time," I curiously ask him about it. "Peter is a friend of my colleagues who is working here in Spain." "Ah, okay, that's why. Maca was just wondering why you knew the father of her child." He nodding. "Sorry to ask this, but aren't they living together? I mean, as a family?"

I can’t force her out either because it’ll attract attention to us. “Christina please, for the love of God! Don’t let your fathers death go to waste.” I plead. Christina glares at me In such a way that shits me up immediately. “Please don’t do this!” She pleads. “Don’t worry, you're probably next in line.” Xavier says. We all watch as Peter is outnumbered and is laid back flat in his human form again. Completely naked. I feel so bad for him and Christina. She must be feeling horrible right now.

"It reminds me that people were willing to risk everything for strangers even when it seemed like the world was against us." Liam reclined in his chair and gazed reflectively. How would we react if someone else required that kind of assistance? Were we as courageous as they were? Elena had a determined glitter in her eyes. Because we know what it's like to be on the opposing side, we would. Miguel, a former journalist who had given Xander vital information that enabled him to find the orphanage, was the last person on their list. Miguel vanished shortly after they first met, and nobody knew where he was.

Schwartz, your next appointment is here." "Where's the time gone!" Bernie sprang to his feet, which made Peter levitate too. "Now, you go and write me a script about high-stakes gambling and card counters and throw in some sex and laughs and I promise I'll read that. I'm so happy we were able to meet, Peter. You give my regards to Mr. Kemp. And listen, I'm glad you drove. Personally, I won't fly anymore, at least commercial." When Peter got back to his small ranch house in Spring

The man with the solid forehead frowned. "Call me Miguel," the man who seemed to know Dominik's expression concluded. "Okay, Mr. Miguel, I hear you've been at PT Samudra Biru for a long time," Dominik asked matter-of-factly. The man who was called Miguel sighed softly. He seemed to be under pressure when it came to the PT Samudra Biru that the handsome man in front of him was referring to. "I've been around since PT Samudra Biru was a small company," Miguel replied.