Santiago Alejandro Segura Novels & Stories

“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.

Not just to be heard, not just to be accepted, but to be celebrated. “I’m so happy for you,” Jina said as she held Serena’s hands tightly. “Have you told Alexandro’s family yet?” Serena shook her head. “They’re next. But Alexandro already knows. In fact, he was the one who figured it out before I even did.”

I was sure my aura right now was pure predator, dangerous as hell. The bar was calm at this hour, and while I took my first sip, I spoke while watching our reflections in the glass wall lined with expensive bottles. “Hope you got my gift,” I said, my voice sharp as steel. “Sanchez... was that you? I thought it was Alpha Bianchi...” He paused, realizing I’d been involved. His surprised look vanished fast, replaced by a controlled expression. “I had nothing to do with that. He acted on his own,” he answered in the same low, tight voice.

Alpha Nicholas Exactly 6 hours and 32 minutes after we left the cells, we welcomed future Alpha Wade into the world. He came into this world kicking and screaming, weighing 9 lbs 3oz, and is one incredibly long pup. He is going to grow into a big guy when he's older, and I can't wait to see every minute of it. I may have missed the first few years of my daughter's life because I didn't know about her, but I'll be damned if I'm going to miss any part of my son's life.

Paloma wants to expand his business locally and internationally, eyeing Visayas and Luzon since he already owns NCR. Alejandro prepared himself for this meeting as he was excited and believed he would get it. He is not just my buddy, but a brother to me. I know everything about him as to his dark desires. Alejandro is already thirty - eight years old and still single as he doesn't believe in love and commitment.

Aaliyah leaned closer, lowering her voice. “That’s Suhee Park — daughter of Euna Baek, Secretary-General of the United Nations, and Minho Park, the second most powerful businessman in Korea, and number 3 in the world’s top 5. She’s a 4th generation chaebol. The guy next to her is Alejandro Carvajal — his father is a Colombian mafia boss disguised as a businessman, Don Diego Carvajal. You don’t want to mess with him.

"You're Peter, right?" He immediately nod and hug the documents he's holding. "Yes Ma'am. I'm Peter Wills, Mr Ildefonso's secretary" He sound nervous. The tone of his voice is a bit funny because he seems reporting something to me as if I am his commander. "I'm Selena Castania," I pause and tilt my head. "Sain's wife" He smile and bow his head. "Nice meeting you Miss Selena, I usually heard your name to Mr. Ildefonso" he said.

"He’s a loner, he doesn't mate, he hates cameras, and he breaks the fingers of anyone who tries to track his scent. I’ve done my homework. This is vital." The guard’s eyebrows shot up. "Fine, it’s vital to me," Isaac admitted. "The answer is no, pup. Santiago Vega doesn't do groupies. Move before I have the Enforcers toss you for trespassing." Isaac was about to argue that a private security guard had no legal standing when the bus door hissed open. A man stepped out who didn't just command space—he owned the atmosphere. Santiago Vega. He was wearing a custom-tailored suit that looked like it was struggling to contain his massive, corded muscles. He looked less like an athlete and more like

Alejandro replied politely. “Oh, my dear Son! You don’t have any idea how much I miss you. I can’t even wait for tomorrow. Why on earth did you go to London instead of working as my right hand?" Antonio asked in sorrow. Antonio was the biggest gangster in Spain. His son Alejandro on the other hand doesn't want to be a part of his family legacy. “Dad, you know that I don’t want to be a part of your business, and ever since mom passed away, I have not been able to live in Mexico.” He exhaustedly replied.

When she was done, she noticed that one of the boxes was almost empty. She tore off the seal, the box only contained documents which she had no idea what they were for. She glanced through a few which she could lay her hands on. She was about to put them back into the box, but something caught her eyes… It was a familiar name. She squinted her eyes to get a better look and hoped that her eyes weren’t deceiving her. Santiago Serrano. How was that possible? Did Santiago ever identify as a Serrano? He was and had always been an Hidalgo.