Santiago Alejandro Segura Novels & Stories

I would not be stopping her. "You let me walk through this place, blind to the fact that my daughter was out there…" “She is Alaria’s daughter, Liam. I am calling you by your first name in case you choose to remember who you were.” Alexandra cut in again. “You might be angry that she chose to hide it from you, but the child was hers. And now yours. But back then, she was alone. Wounded. Rejected. You do not get to stand here and demand loyalty from someone you threw away. Someone, as far as I am concerned, you also chose to play with.”

I nodded with a smile and responded, "To my clean-hearted yet filthy-mouthed CFO who happens to save the project today." As we clinked our glasses, my eyes caught someone familiar. I knew that woman; she was one of the elites of Mexico City—not only the city, but the whole country. She was Seniora Los Santos, the daughter of Federico Los Santos, who happens to be the chairman of Santos Group. They had always been a noble family, known for their integrity all around Latin America, yet rumor had it she had an infamous brother from another wife of her father. Every family has its black sheep.

If I may” “He got held up in the states, but he'll be back by next weekend, and our had some business to handle”, one of the men answered. “Ah, alright, right this way then”, my father ushered them into the living room. “This is the bride to be, Anaya” Serena looked at me, she scrutinised me head to toe as if checking out a dress. “My sons, Antonio, Marco, Davide,” he turned and looked disdainfully towards... “and my youngest son, Luca.