Victor Ortega Novels & Stories

Simon revealed and Adam could only listen. “I told him about your case and he pulled out some files. I gotta say, buddy, you’ve made a powerful enemy. That Ortiz guy ain’t no joke. He kills first and asks questions later. I have no idea how he hasn’t targeted your house yet,” Simon added and Adam gulped in fear. He knew about that part but wanted to forget it. Simon continued, “Hugo Ortiz literally owns the police in his territory. He is THE Cartel.” “I didn't need a government funded investigation to know that I’m royally fucked. I knew it the moment I set my eyes on Jessica that fateful night. Is there any way out of this?” Adam said.

A figure stepped out of the shadows, tall and impeccably dressed, with a smirk that made my skin crawl. “Thiago Bermudez,” the man drawled, his tone dripping with false charm. “And the infamous Bridgette Martinez. What a pleasure.” “Who are you?” Thiago’s posture was rigid, protective as he placed himself slightly in front of me. “Call me Victor,” the man said, his grin widening. “But I’m not here to play games. I have something you want.” Victor tossed a USB drive onto the ground. It landed between us with a soft clatter.

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

I realised that, considering his obsession with Maia, it was much more plausible that he was at the attack on my own pack, watching from the safety of the woods as we slaughtered the rogues he’d recruited to execute the plan he had orchestrated. The thought made me restless, as though the blood beneath my skin had turned to acid and set my skin on fire. That fucker had been on my territory, had sought out what was mine, goddess knows how many times and I was still yet to lay eyes on him. It was unacceptable, but I vowed that the payback would be glorious. “Alpha, he’s awake.” Alpha Marco and I both snapped our heads up from where we sat at his desk to the man standing in the doorframe, who I

He took over his father, Nicofero Rivera at the age of eighteen, and now, by twenty four, has expanded the family's territory to half of America. He is considered one of the most capable 'Dons' in Rivera history, rivaled only by Salvatore Rivera of the 1960s. His grandfather. I switched the laptop off when I heard Mariano's steps come toward the room. I knew what I wished to know anyway. He opened the door softly, expecting me to be asleep, but smiled as he took in my state. "Find anything of consequence?" He asked as walked to his closet. I shook my head. "Nope. I didn't even Google. I was just checking my emails." I lied.

"Figuratively." "Literally?" His eyes searched mine, too knowing. "This town... whispers travel. American couple, running. Missing women back home." Heart pounding, I sat up, cum trickling down my thigh. "What do you know?" He shrugged, but his hand stayed on my hip. "Enough to help. For a price. Or... for you." Leverage. Perfect. "Tell me more. While you touch me again." He grinned, fingers sliding between my legs, dipping into the mess. "Another man Victor? Connected to cartels. Dead now, they say. But his network... V3? That's Marco Ruiz. Local fixer. Hired for jobs like yours."

Taylor raises his head and nods in my direction, saying, "Come in, Ms. Dawson." I go inside and it is then Mr. Orlando looks at me. I wish him a good afternoon to which he wishes back with a smile that is very handsome. Mr. Orlando is another famous professor in our college. He teaches maths and many girls are head over heels for him. Though he is very handsome, Mr. Taylor catches more attention than him because he is a strict man, unlike Mr. Orlando who smiles brightly at every student. Many of the girls take it wrong but it is clear to everyone that Mr. Orlando is just being humble and kind to everyone. And because he is engaged, he is a red flag.

Victor belonged to the Vargas pack now. "I could try to dig up his burner number," Anthony offered. "Don't bother." Alejandro stood. The legs of his chair shrieked against the floor. He didn't offer a hand this time. "You’ve been useful enough." He stepped out into the biting night air of the city. The sun had dipped below the horizon, but the strip was alive, flashing with the artificial heat of a thousand signs. If Delgado was right, Sofia Ramirez had been everything to Victor. To lose a soul-mate like that—someone forged in the same foster-hell—was a wound that never closed.

But peace in their world had always been fragile. Later that afternoon, while Ravenna napped with the twins curled against her in the playroom, Ortega stepped into his office for a quick call. His right-hand man, Santiago was already waiting inside, loyal for fifteen years, the one man Ortega had trusted with his life, his wife, his children. “Good day Santiago ” Ortega greeted, clapping him on the shoulder. “Everything secure for the shipment tonight?” Santiago's smile didn’t reach his eyes. “Of course, jefeh handled it."

Victor just shrugged a little. "It is only bad if you get in trouble." He moved the whiskey around in his glass. "The person is Alex Morgan ." It was quiet for a seconds. Then Chris said slowly. "Alex?" Victors smile got a little bigger. "Yes." He leaned forward a little. "I know you and Alex Morgan have a history." Chris's voice got a little angry. "What do you want me to do to Alex Morgan?" Victor's answer was easy. "Help me ruin Alex Morgan's life."