Santiago Nasar Novels & Stories

A sinister laugh rumbled from his chest, and Nathan’s eyes widened in realization. “You’re right,” Nathan breathed. “After what she did, he should have killed her. Or at the very least, locked her up. But instead, he came here, threatening you to let her be.” He shook his head in disbelief. “He’s got a soft spot for her, doesn’t he?” Santiago’s eyes gleamed with something dangerous. “Exactly. And I’m going to exploit it. Use it. Manipulate it until he has nothing left. Until he drops.” His voice was low, menacing, filled with the promise of destruction.

Chapter Seventy—Retribution He needed a deep shave, from the stubble which had magically appeared on his jawline. He staggered towards the bar area and grabbed another bottle of brandy, the empty one already discarded with shards of glass all over the floor. The once ever indomitable Justin Santiago, CEO of SAN limited and the first under thirty year old to make it to the Forbes billionaire’s list, now a depressed and heartbroken loser.

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

I’m still jealous and I don’t know what I could become if it becomes worse. “When is she coming back?” I changed the topic. I don’t like hearing so much about Selena. I am Jillian now in my present life. “I don’t know but we will know. I can feel her,” he responded. “How did you know that I’m Selena?” A question suddenly sprouted from his lips. I didn’t mean to ask it out loud. It just happened. “I can feel you too. I know you since you are born but I didn’t know you are born a Sagittarius.”

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“The man knew everything about us. He knew where we were, what we were doing, who we were with, and what we did with them, and yet, he played the fool’s game. The man has been playing us for fools for twenty…” “Dante, enough” Elena said, crying as she got on my lap to cup my cheeks. My little sister, the baby angel who has been through so much, was watching me in this state “please, Dante, please don’t do this. Let’s just get Nasia to the hospital. She is already bleeding inside the car, at least let us do her this one last respectful favor”

The general extended his hand to the woman. Aranjo stared with wide eyes at the figure of the man called the General. It was the figure of Vulcan, the God of Fire. Did God also undergo trials in the mortal world because of him? If so, then their soul mate just got here. Because the Emperor had already made sure that the man who went through the ordeal of love with her, would no longer have a soul mate bond in the next life or in the celestial realm. Aranjo is also upset with that God of Fire. Everything that happens to him is more or less because of that God.

CASSANDRA POV 1 YEAR LATER. "Why can't you send someone else?" I questioned my boss Mateo holding the phone up my ear. "Because you're the best assassin we have to kill this motherfucker, who has been causing trouble for us," Mateo said. "I don't give a fuck how you kill him, seduce him, shoot him in the dick, do what you have to get him" "Fine, so what's the guy's name, and what does he look like," I asked.

I smiled. “Thank you,” he forced a smile, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “After Allen became one of the most powerful people in The Rodriguez's group, he became untouchable, I became one of the richest persons in the world, yet I still can't get revenge, do you know why?” Micheal said nothing, his brows forming a knot. “He has The Rodriguez's group protecting him, so I can't harm him physically, I can only fight to take the group away from him, but I can't do that alone.”

Aware of Boma and Donovan's unconventional love story, he harboured both reservations about Donovan's demeanor and a genuine desire for the couple's happiness. Throughout their tumultuous journey, Fidelis had formed an unexpected friendship with Boma, understanding the depth of her unease about Donovan. He had become a confidant, silently supporting her in the shadows. Though not a staunch supporter of Donovan due to his reputation as a "bad boy," Fidelis recognized a subtle shift in Donovan's attitude. Surprisingly, Donovan had gradually allowed him to be more involved, understanding the sincerity of his care for Boma. Fidelis often found himself in an odd position—rooting for Boma's happin