Mr Garcia Novels & Stories

Garcia asked. "Emela!" Mr. Garcia exclaimed. "I just want to know alright" "Jesus, I'm shaken up as our daughter, I'm not about to stomp the Miller's estate without a proper back story, now that will make us look more stupid than we intend to look," Mrs. Garcia said.

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

Mason Garcia He is 28 years old. Though Mason always maintains a cold and unreadable expression on his face he has a soft spot for Addilyn. He loves her to death and is so overprotective of her. He has light brown hair with deep green eyes. CEO of Garcia company and is the American mafia leader. James Garcia He is 25 years old. James is officially the mama bear of the family. He is very protective of Addilyn and loves his siblings very much. When his brothers needed the mother figure, he filled that without hesitating. He has light brown hair with deep ocean blue eyes.

Just dealing with the PR for this took Marcus more than half a month. However, this month was the end of the year, and there were all kinds of meetings keeping us busy. He was in a bad mood recently because of the long meeting. When Terry knocked on the door, Marcus was sitting there with a frown still on his face. Naturally, he snapped, "What's up?" Terry glanced at him and cautiously said, "Mr. Gallagher, just now Mr. Romero's secretary from the Splendid Group called me. Mr. Romero wants to take you out for dinner tonight..."

Garcia replied. "What could possibly be her motivation for doing so? Perhaps you have forgotten what occurred with Mama..." "You! Consider your words carefully before you say them. When I am counting the bill, there is no way for you to escape no matter how many mistakes I make. Don't place the blame on me for everything that's going on because it's possible that you've forgotten that I'm the one who covers up for you in everything." Mr. Garcia retorted. Their housekeeper burst into the room at an unexpected moment and said, "Master, Madam, your mail has arrived." The conversation came to an abrupt halt. "Mail?" After learning about the mail, Mr. Garcia experienced an unexpected surge of fea

My hands tremble slightly as I reach for my toes, ignoring her completely. “Silent treatment, huh?” She continues with a smirk. “Must be hard, knowing you’re a weakling in a room full of strength. Do us all a favour and quit now.” I bite the inside of my cheek and stay silent, pretending she doesn’t exist. Isolation feels safer anyway. I pull my arms over my head, feigning indifference, though the stares and muffled laughter around me are hard to ignore. The doors slam open suddenly, and every head snaps toward the entrance. A woman strides in like she’s about to lead an army into battle. She’s built like a warrior, muscles rippling under her tight black tank top, her movements precise and c

“Keep up.” I closed my eyes for a second. This was it. This was how I was going to die. Not from the mafia, not from contracts, not even from my amnesiac ex-husband. I was going to die because my four-year-old could cross-examine better than Marie. Rafael looked at me. “Am I discussed often in your home, Ms. Garcia?” I lifted my chin. “No. You were only promoted to household inconvenience yesterday.” “With the name Rich Lemon Man.”

*********** MARIAH POV I decided to do some grocery shopping myself this weekend. While shopping, I stumbled upon the most unexpected guest; Elvira. This bitch who made my life miserable. The secretary I caught cheating with my husband in my previous life. I stared at her in disgust and pretended not knowing who she is. Still selecting some items, she walks up to me and greeted, "good day, miss." "Hi dear!" I responded calmly. "I've heard much about you Miss Universe" she started. "How do you know my name?" I asked a bit surprised.

Cedric that I have never used my father's name to advance my career. Diana handed over the first paper, then wrote the second. 'My father's job is as head of the military, but that doesn't mean that all of the Pack's security issues are his fault. But if you still don't believe that I entered the head office in an honest way, you can confirm all the interviewers who interviewed me in the past. They are Mrs. Hellen, Mr. Benjamin, and Mr. Nicolas, in case you forgot. You can also interrogate them like you are interrogating me right now.'

“Good evening sir, I greeted him. Mr. Drake walked up to me his eyes glowed with lust, he was in his 40s, his glance was screaming pervert I was shivering when he held my hand glancing at me with his eyes up and down as if I were bare naked in front of him, he whirled me around checking all my body, he nodded his head. He is delighted. Mr. Garcia, I am very pleased with this product, you have done so well, and if you have more daughters I am more willing to purchase them as well” he murmured.