Richard Ramirez Cousin Miguel Novels & Stories

Ramirez called out to him with a warm smile playing on his lips, “I want you to meet some very special people.” He looked at the younger man first, who was about Josh's age, and introduced him, “This is Matteo, your cousin.” He said, with pride in his voice. He was very excited to finally be able to introduce Josh to some members of the family. Why wouldn't he be excited?

Miguel cried out. "Why would I listen to you? Her family killed my brother. She’s the reason my twin died!" "What the hell are you talking about?" "My brother was Ken Salazar. We were twins. Caroline’s family killed him!" "Because your brother kidnapped her, Avery! He was a bad person—just like Mr. Salazar!" Miguel yelled, gripping the iron bars tightly. "Don’t even think about touching Caroline, Avery. I might forget that I’m a man... and I’ll do whatever it takes when I get out of here!"

Miguel watched my reaction carefully, watching to see how I'd react to whatever he was about to say. “He didn’t tell you?” he asked lightly. A chill crept up my spine. “Tell me what?” I repeated, slower now. Miguel smiled faintly. “Alejandro is your half brother.”

The tone of his voice was harsh but I did not care. “You have been avoiding me, Dr Ramirez,”I said, not losing my grip on his upper arm, “I would like to know the reason.” “I'm afraid I do not have time for meaningless chit chat,” his tone bordered on angry and fierce, “sit with Rodney until his aunt arrives to pick him up.” Then he walked away from me, not looking back even once. I suddenly felt rather stupid and pathetic. Dr Miguel Ramirez was a known player. And given how godawfully handsome he was, he could have any woman he wanted.

Later that day, in a private high-rise office, Leandro Cruz sipped espresso while reviewing documents with Joaquín Cruz. They were discussing board strategies when Leandro’s assistant stepped in. “Sir. You have an unexpected visitor.” “Name?” Leandro asked without looking up. The assistant hesitated. “Miguel Ricardo.” Leandro raised a brow. “Let him in.” Moments later, Miguel entered—sharp suit, tense jaw, fire in his eyes. Leandro smiled lazily. “Didn’t expect you to come in person.” Miguel didn’t sit. “I’ll make this quick. Stay away from Ximena. Whatever game you’re playing—end it now.”

"Gabriel Moreno, the CEO of Cielo Azul Enterprises." It took Miguel a moment to register the information. His eyes gradually widened as he yelled. "¡¿Qué?! Your business rival? Are you insane?" "No, I'm not," I laughed. "I just want to see the look on his face when he sees Joyce with me." "Eres tan atrevido y loco," Miguel stammered, his tone thick with disbelief. "What if he ends up ruining the party for you? And he's definitely going to come along with Joyce's sister. Have you considered what could happen if those two cross paths?"

Her second reason for coming along was to see if she could find any clue about her birth parents since her father was suspected to be part of the Spanish mafia, but this revelation tipped the scale. She wouldn't have imagined something like this in a million years. Taking a seat, before her shaky legs gave out, she spoke. "I thought I was adopted but found out recently that I wasn't. My parents weren't who I thought they were..." She started, explaining her recent findings to him. Miguel hummed. "What were their names?" "Adrian and Martha Rodriguez." The name brought a bitter look to Miguel's face. "Adrian is my money-hungry cousin. He has a gambling addiction, right?"

“He was just leaving.” But Richard didn’t move. He didn’t acknowledge Ramon’s words at all. Instead, he turned his attention to me, his eyes steady and calculating. He wasn’t unkind, but there was something about the way he looked at me, assessing, searching, as if he were trying to figure out what I was doing here, what my presence meant. A slow, polite smile spread across his face, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “I’m Ramon’s mother’s younger brother,” he said, his voice smooth, almost practiced. “I was the one who took care of him when his mother passed away.”

Bianca asked, "I heard your family is causing trouble again?" "Yeah," Jessie replied weakly. "What's it about this time?" Bianca inquired. "It's hard to explain in a few words," Jessie said unenthusiastically. "Is it because of that cousind you found recently?" Bianca smirked and continued to pry. "Sort of. My cousin used to wander outside and suffered a lot. She not only lives in the countryside now but also divorced and has two children. You know what the Ramirez family is like. They're ruthless people who can pluck feathers from a flying goose. I'm not a good person either. I want to help her, but I can't even protect myself," Jessie said, stretching lazily. This time, she was speaking th

I then looked again at Mister Deguzman to tell him about my investigation of that Hanz Xiro Ramirez, Mister Ramirez's twin brother. "He is my boss' brother," I started. "Obviously, they are the known Ramirez because of their wealth. There is nothing wrong with his record, probably being cleaned, perks of having so much money. But then, there is a time Mister Ramirez, Kiel Alexandro Ramirez, Hanz Xiro's twin brother, told me that his fiancée died and was killed." "Wait, he told you about that?" Zed asked, curious. I just nodded my head and proceeded already because I do not want him to ask such a thing that involves around I and Sir Ramirez. He might think of something.