Pedro Lee Novels & Stories

I looked up to see a lean man with blonde hair and bright eyes raising his hands in surrender. Ricco, Nicco, and Maximo shielded me with their bodies. “Viola, it’s me, Carlo Mancuso!” He yelled loud enough to see him. I finally recognized him when he said his name. “Ricco, let him through. He’s my friend.” My three bodyguards obliged and Carlo walked to me. He was the nephew to Stefano Mancuso, the leader of one of the four mafia families in Italy. He and I were not friends. I’d only uttered those words to ensure Ricco would let him through. I’d gone to boarding school with him when I was in high school—before I transferred to an all-girls boarding school.

" I will clarify you on everything but you all have to prepare for the journey ahead first. Pack your bags and get ready " " Are we running away for Josey? " Eda asked with her voice shooking and Maximo shook his head. " More will come after Josey. He is the Least of our problem now. I would hate to sacrifice your life in this battle. Let's go " The old lady flopped on the chair and cold sweat broke out from her head. She began to gasp and then look up after sometime. " Maximo Santino, who exactly are you? Your man from the other day addressed you as the boss. Who are you Maximo? "

What she did not expect was Leo popping his head in like a lost puppy. He kept badgering Capri about having his number and for her to call or text him. After a while and not giving up she finally sent a message. Hey! Without a name or a reason. She has no idea what to say and did not know why Leo was so Adamant about her calling him. His response was almost instantaneous, what he had to say she had no words for.

Leo's hand movement halted as the door to his office swung wide open without even a knock, and Leo could already guess who the person entering his room without any manners was. Who else but his secretary and trusted aide. Pedro walked clumsily towards Leo, carrying several folders, and then placed them directly in front of Leo. "This is the last task for you," Pedro said, exhaling deeply, causing Leo to raise an eyebrow at his friend. Pedro then sat directly across from Leo, facing him and leaning back in his chair, closing his eyes and tilting his head upwards towards the ceiling of Leo's office.

“Ezra…” “It is about time that she trained. She shouldn’t have gone this far into interactions with those who want to kill her without the proper training and you know that very well.” The man, Ezra said, stopping Mario. Both he and Vieri took a step back, not saying a word before he walked toward Lea. I stood, despite my injured leg, wanting to push my mate behind me, and the man chuckled.

"Magnus Jordan, you're getting the crates into the barn, fast!" Pedro Reyes growled, not even trying to hide his anger at the handsome, well-built physique man. What he was doing here had been a mystery to him ever since he had his first glimpse of the newest protégé of Carlos del Valle. Not only had that, solely by the outward appearance between his compatriots noticed massively, but it was also no secret that he did not have his drug use under control.

After dealing with Clarence, Pedro looked at Simone and Dustin. “Hello, Miss Simone,” Pedro said with a smile and put out his hand to shake Simone’s. Simone’s eyes went wide, and she was stunned. Pedro was a legendary person, a majestic grade physician, and a true national treasure of Lovellia. Not only did a person like that know her name, but he was also reaching out to shake hands with her! When Clarence had tried to shake hands with Pedro, he had not even looked at the man.

The sadness. How had he missed all of this? “Am I shocked? Yes I am,” Pedro finally said. “But angry? Absolutely not:” Leo frowned. “No?” “Why would I be angry?” Pedro shook his head as he rubbed a hand over his face. “But I’ll admit this wasn’t what I expected.” A small laugh escaped him. “I spent years watching women throw themselves at you.” “Dad!” “I’m serious. You had… still have a reputation.”

“I’m going to do medicine.” “Nice.” He mumbled. “Not what I imagined you would take up though.” “Why?” Before he could respond Pedro walked up to us and took a seat on the empty side beside me causing the two men to sandwich me between their big bodies. Pedro wasn’t as built as Raphael but he wasn’t bad either, especially considering that he was a polo player and was into boxing as well. “They are still at it.” He grumbled. “Yep.” I nodded following his eyes to the three. Emilia and Jasmine where still seated but glaring at each other while poor Leo in between as though trying to prevent a fight from breaking out.

Chapter 34 Pedro had woken up very early that Saturday. The Texas heat was already beginning to show its strength, but it didn’t dampen his enthusiasm. After weeks of searching and several interviews, he had finally landed a job in his field: cook at the most famous farm in Texas. Pedro was Brazilian, a carioca from Rio de Janeiro. His passion for cooking had been with him since he was a boy. That passion was evident in every dish he prepared, and now he would have the chance to showcase his skills in such a special place.