Santiago Alejandro Segura Novels & Stories

Another way to make me feel small. "Daniela," I said coolly. "I didn't know you'd be here today." She smiled, all teeth and no warmth. "Carlos thought I should help, because of your... weak state." She turned to Alejandro, holding out her well-cared-for hand. "Daniela. Carlos's work helper." Alejandro shook her hand quickly. "Alejandro Vega. Building planner." "Vega?" Her eyebrow went up. "Any family connection to Sofia Vega in the foundation office?"

This is what I asked for. "Leslie," he says softly like someone I know has died, but realistically, there isn't much of a difference in this. "I don't understand," I say again, but I do understand. I just refuse to believe. "This...this isn't...w-why is Alejandro in these he...he wouldn't do this?" "His real name is Luís Mateo Velasquez," Isaac tells me. "And he's been an assassin for the Medellin drug cartel since he was sixteen-years-old." **

The uneasy truce between Capello and Sanchez hung like a cloudy storm over the organization. It was a chance to stop the bloodshed, and it's meant to be a step toward peace, and build something new. But not everyone agreed. For some, especially Alejandro, Sanchez’s son, it felt like betrayal. In Alejandro's eyes, shaking hands with a lifelong enemy like Capello was the worst kind of weakness and silly mistake.

“I am trying to help you.” I shook her head slowly. “Maybe you believe that,” I said. “But I know where I stand.” “And where is that?” he asked. “With Severiano,” I replied before I could stop myself. He laughed bitterly. “That man is a monster.” “Yes,” I said simply. “And so is Alejandro." He blinked, surprise etched on his face. “He is dangerous,” I continued. “He is ruthless, I know that.” “Then why stay? Why stick to him?"

a another loud applause followed, “Paolo Conan of Hardcross and Hummel Grant from Hasbroros.” Justin grunted. “—and presenting the award, we welcome Justin Santiago of SAN limited to the stage.” He froze.

PRISON CHAPEL ~NEW YORK PENITENTIARY Damien stiffened. Amelia’s eyes narrowed. Alejandro took a slow breath, like the words were cutting him on the way out. “I have a fiancée,” he said. “Gabriella Guerra. I’ve known her since she was sixteen. I love her. She’s the one I wanted to marry.” Amelia threw her hands up. “Then why aren’t you marrying her?!” Alejandro looked away, pain flickering in his eyes. “Because my older brother Miguel your late husband died,” he said quietly. “And now I’m forced to honor some stupid old tradition… and marry you instead.”

Mateo barked. "Good." Santiago turned toward the door. "Because if you did, you’re already a dead man walking. Keep him locked up. If he shows a single symptom, kill him. Or I will." The door slammed shut behind the eldest Alpha. Mateo stood frozen, the cold beer sweating in his hand. He looked toward the hallway. He could hear Victor’s uneven breathing through the wood of the door. "He's lying," Alejandro said quietly. "Santiago just wants to rattle you so you give the kid up."

I think about Amber and elbowed Miguel. "I think he should meet Rich," I mumbled and Miguel nodded ecstatically. I learned that Alejandro was nineteen and graduated last year. He lives alone since his parents kicked him out for being gay, shameful. He pays for everything by working as a waiter at Famous Sam's and his inheritance from his grandmother.

[EIGHT WEEKS LATER] After that lunch, all the truths came out, and things changed too much. On the one hand, my father has convinced Alejandro not to go to New York. Now they're making up for a lost time as father and son, so Alejandro has moved into his house and accepted the offer to work with him. Alejandro presented his resignation to the DEA and handed over the shares of what are now the pieces of Sandoval Enterprises to his half-brothers.

“Miss Magdalena. I’ll do this because of your old connection with my brother.” Magdalena froze. "Does he know about my past relationship with Alex?" Alex had been a rather secretive man. He had never even told her that he had a twin brother. But at that moment, none of it mattered to Magdalena. The animal-like interest she saw in this man burned through her heart and soul. Her emotions were completely out of control, and she could no longer think clearly. Something fluttered intensely in her stomach, while a pleasant warmth spread through her lower body.