Sons Of Anarchy Juice Ortiz Novels & Stories

“Victor’s watching. You think he’ll let you walk after what your dad did? After what you’re doing?” Javier. The name hit like a fist. I saw him, flipping mofongo in La Isla Dorada, laughing with customers, teaching me to balance books at nineteen. Then the hospital bed, his hand cold in mine, whispering, “Take care of them, mija.” Not a heart attack. Poison. Victor’s poison. And this bastard was part of it. I stepped closer, gun steady. “You want the drive? Fine.” I pulled it from my pocket, held it high between two fingers. “But you’re gonna have to pry it from my cold, dead hands.”

Jolt: At my age I have most things I could want. Through failures and wins I have learned what works and what doesn't. I'm now the prez of my own club and I have a great group of guys under me. What I still want is the money and power that will help me take over this town and state. Right now I have to deal with Maestro and his bitches. One in paticular is getting on my last nerve. Chains is the enforcer of the club and has taken an intrest in my daughter. While most fathers think it is a good thing I do not at all. This fucker is causing me more issues than I thought was possible. I sold my daughter to this guy Marcos and his father is the head of the Mexican cartel. They agreed to pay me f

I then asked the doctor to check for any signs of food or drink poisoning. I then checked and searched the dining room to the kitchen, and sure enough, I found a bottle of orange juice on the dining room table. "Beta Gerald, I know Nicholas loves orange juice. But is this juice from you?" I asked for confirmation. "No, as far as I know, an Omega gave it to my son last night. In fact, Nicholas said he didn't order any orange juice, but the Omega said maybe Nicholas forgot and he ordered it for him," Beta Gerald explained.

I know my dad loves me and would do anything for me, but hearing that Orion would do anything for me makes something in my chest warm. “I don’t know if Jax has any bruises or marks. Would you heal him if he does?” “Of course. Why don’t you take me to him.” We exit the bathroom and I lead him into my bedroom. Thankfully Jax is covered with a blanket. I didn’t think about him being passed out naked. “Jax, babe, wake up.” I nudge his shoulder, but he doesn’t move. “Jax. Jackson.” Still he doesn’t move. Orion comes around me and places his hands over his chest and forehead. I see his eyes close, then a brilliant light shines from both of them before receding again.

Then I pour orange juice into the glass and return to the living room after stirring it to dissolve. Orion is sitting on the couch, his head tilted back and his eyes closed. He looks so tired and broken. "Here," I say softly, holding out the glass. He opens his eyes and takes it with a small smile. "Thank you." I watch as he drinks, my heart breaking with every sip. "There," I say, forcing a smile. "Now you'll feel better in no time." "I already feel better," he says, reaching for my hand. "Because you're here with me."

"Nobody knows who my son's father is, except his father." Javier took a deep breath and replied. "Elizabeth hired an investigator to trail Mr. Ortega. He hacked into the hospital's security system and dug out the paternity test result... I didn't know about it until today. Now, she wants to use your son as leverage to have her revenge on Mr. Ortega. She is so blinded by rage and driven by an insatiable desire that she cant see she is heading for destruction." He looked utterly devasted and downcast.

He feels thirsty because he has to lie all the time. "Then where is Alice? Did she come with you to the club?" Norita asked angrily. Jordi nodded. "Alice got drunk with you?" "No. Alice only drank orange juice. She wasn't drunk," explained Jordi. "Alice is not drunk, nor am I. We were only given medicine by that damn Vania," Jordi muttered in his heart.

Lori couldn’t even remember what the event was about, but it must have been important since Ed went through the trouble of attending. She hadn’t seen him yet, but if Otiz was around, it was likely Ed was too. “I don’t have to be. I’ll be here if Don Rosas needs me,” Otiz replied politely, lowering the wine glass in his hand. It would be better if he didn’t touch alcohol near Lori. Even now, Otiz wanted to snatch the glass from Lori’s hand and pour it out. “Why are you so loyal to him?” Lori asked curiously. She knew that Otiz worked for the Javier family and Ed, but she didn't know the full story. It was clear he didn’t get the job through standard channels. Javier treated him like family, n

He let out a long, shuddering sigh of pure relief, reaching out to cup her face with hands that were uncharacteristically shaking. "What happened, doll?" he asked her, his voice a low, jagged rasp that betrayed the storm of fury and terror raging inside him. Ortensia took a shaky breath, placing her hand over his to calm herself. Her voice was trembling, but her words were clear. She explained that she had come down to open the fridge to get the water he had asked her to get earlier. But she decided she wanted a cold drink for herself instead. She reached for a glass bottle of juice, uncapping it as she brought it toward her lips. When she took the drink toward her mouth, she suddenly paused

Shivansh answered forcing a smile," Yes, dear. I am good." Orni didn't say anything further when Shivansh offered a bottle of juice to Orni. She took the bottle giving him a questioning look. Shivansh told with concern," Drink it. You will feel better. You must be thirsty after such a long ride." " Thanks, bhaiya," Orni thanked taking the juice and Shivansh's face lost all colours. Orni started drinking the juice when Roman and Rion snatched that bottle from their mother's hands. They drank the juice happily unknown to the fact that Shivansh has mixed sleeping pills in that juice.