Sid X Diego Novels & Stories

I hope it’s not about Samui. “Yeah,” Lu whispered back. We are watching Xavier scold Diego for throwing an empty bottle of water on the trail. Diego has a pout on, like a petulant child being scolded by his big brother. “He should kill me instead!” Diego huffed, trudging ahead of us, leaving Xavier with one hand on his hips, another pinching the bridge of his nose. Lu, Bo, and I gaze at Diego while he stomps his feet, walking ahead of us.

Placing my hand over my chest, I carefully examined him, eyes narrowing to see if he was the one. "Sage, it's me. I just got back" Diego's voice cut through the cold air that had filled the room upon seeing him. I let out a breath of relief, scanning the bag that was beside him on the floor. What was he doing back here? Was his ordeal in Vegas completed already? My lips parted but I clamped it shut as my conversation with Augusto the previous night came swirling back in my mind. We locked eyes, and for a moment, it felt like the air between us could ignite.

We had to find that key as quickly as possible and get out of that cursed house before Diego, the house guard, arrived. Diego was the man Sir David had ordered to guard the house. He was a notorious thug on Skull Island. There wasn’t a single resident who didn’t know him. Anyone who hears his name will shudder with fear because Diego is extremely sadistic and won’t hesitate to kill anyone who gets in his way. On top of that, he isn’t afraid of the police. He’s small in stature, though not skinny. Still, he’s capable of striking fear into many people. Every time we met or spoke with him, I always lowered my head or turned my face away. So, it was Leo who dealt with him more often.

Diego turned to face her and let his lips curve into a slow, dangerous smile, “You’re not? Fine, then. According to the no-fraternization agreement you signed when you got this job, you now owe me a million dollars.” He watched the color drain from her face, “What? I don’t have that kind of money! There was nothing like that in my employment contract.” “I believe you need to review your contract again,” Diego said, “You have two minutes after I get in the car to join me, you can write me a cheque too if you choose to not come along or you can also decide to spend several years behind bars.” Her shoulders slumped in defeat, “That’s not much of a choice.”

I begged the man with my eyes not to leave me with this beast but he just shrugged and left. “Take off your clothes.” Diego said immediately the door was closed. “In your dreams.” I replied stubbornly even though my heart was beating so fast. He chuckled. “Sidney, does that name ring a bell?” He asked. What the fuck?! Sidney is my sister! “I swear if you hurt her I’ll kill you!” I said glaring. “Just like you did when I killed your little boyfriend Lorenzo?” He smirked. “Take off your clothes. I’m not going say that again.” He added.

" I said with tears circulating in my eyes. I told myself to be tough and calm, but it really hurt whenever I mentioned Uma and Damian's names. Diego poured himself a glass of bear and said, "Miss, we're insignificant people. Our lives aren't supposed to mean anything. Our death isn't supposed to be used for a cause. I understand you feel guilty about their death, but that's just what it is in our world." "You don't trust me," I said. "No, rich lady from Skagen City. It is you who don't trust me." Diego took a sip of the beer and said. "If you trusted me, you would have told me your name a moment ago. And I don't work with people who don't trust me."

“We—” Diego paced in front of the brothers, the whip in his hand dragging lightly across the ground. “You’ve crossed the line,” he began, his tone sharp. “Getting Mia into an accident? Putting her life at risk? You dare call yourselves her mates, yet you treat her like this?” Xavier lifted his head slightly again. “It’s not what—” “Silence!” Diego’s command thundered through the air, and Xavier immediately dropped his head again. The whip cracked against the ground.I flinched, my heart pounding as I watched Diego circle them.

Santiago closed the folder in his hands and knocked on Diego's office door. "Come in." Santiago placed the folder on Diego's desk without being asked. Diego didn't look up. He was reading something on his laptop, using one hand to hold a coffee mug and the other knr to scroll. His focus was the kind that mean the world could wait meaning he was really focused. Santiago waited for about a minute. He was used to waiting. "The Reyes account called," Santiago said finally. "They want to move Thursday's meeting." "To when."

He planned to torture dexter for as long as he could until all his anger was let out…. ****** “Another one,” Diego told the male bartender. He had drank a lot tonight but he didn’t really feel drunk probably due to the fact that he had a high alcohol tolerance. He had called Sebastian after Charlotte left him alone but his brother didn’t pick up. He then called Joanthan who informed him that Sebastian was busy with Dexter. Diego knew better than to interrupt Sebastian while he was in the middle of his session. He decided to go back to the office and take care of the pending tasks they had.

Declan died in Bolivia. Rumor had it there was a massive, brutal turf war. He had a chance to escape under the cover of his loyal men. But he seemed to have completely lost the will to live. He gave up the fight, letting the bullets tear through his chest. Word of his will got out soon after. The Don had left a strict final order, donating all of his massive, laundered fortune. He also specified the creation of a charitable foundation called "Sienna." It was dedicated to helping young girls who had lost their families to gang violence.