روايات وقصص ضمن Who Is Carlos's Dad In Descendants

Alexander said to him. “After you left, Carlos came after your parents because he suspected that you were a burning wolf. He didn’t have any evidence so he went ahead with his plans. He asked your parents to give you up because he thought that they were hiding you. Your parents said that they didn’t know where you were and Carlos didn’t believe. He gave them three weeks to give you up and when they couldn’t, he went to your house and he first killed your dad, hoping your mom would change her mind and give up your location but she didn’t. She kept saying that she had no idea about where you were and you were probably dead already because she hadn’t heard from you in weeks but all of that didn

– says Charles, very pale, showing nervous. —Good evening, Carlos. - my father replies with the face of few friends. — Let’s go to my room. My father goes ahead, leaving me and Carlos following him behind. I face Carlos, who avoids my gaze. Then I approach and ask, almost like a breath: — What are you doing here? —Proving. - replies Carlos, passing in front of me. My father sits in his wine chair while smoking his pipe. I sit on the couch next to his armchair, leaving Carlos alone on the couch in front of us. His leg is choppy, as well as his hands that twist. He takes a deep breath and then he shoots:

He looks at me with puppy eyes. "Please, you know I don't like having to deal with them." Carlos' is third generation rich. His grandfather started the Diaz group and his uncle, the first son is the current head. Carlos' dad is a lawyer and the 3rd son but the favorite. Meaning Carlos is the favorite and most privileged grandchild. Both grandparents have spoiled him for years getting whatever he wants.

He kissed her head fondly. Carlos's parents are Alesso's uncle and aunt.

Without a single word, I slid into the passenger seat, quietly fastening my seatbelt. Carlos gripped the steering wheel tightly as the car rolled on the familiar road towards home. He finally spoke, his voice restrained. “My grandpa raised me after my mom’s death. The Ledger mansion wasn’t my home, so when death was seconds away from me, I ran straight to my maternal family.” The pain hidden behind these short sentences twisted my guts. I’d always known Carlos had carried past shadows, but hearing him say it, so plain, so raw—it hurt. He gave me a humorless laugh. “Grandpa put me under his roof, gave me his name, and made sure I had food and education. For the first time, I wasn’t bleeding o

Josh said and Carlos looked at me. “Have we met before? You look kind of familiar,” Carlos said and Josh chuckled. “This is K’s kid, man,” Josh said and Carlos did a double take. He smiled broadly at me and I smiled back at him. “Yeah, now I see it. Shit, I haven’t seen K in two years,” Carlos said. Two years? My dad’s been back here? Secrets, secrets, Dad. “It’s nice to meet you,” I said and shook his hand.

- Dad says and we start walking to the bastard. The bastard is sitting at the bar with the slut hanging on his neck. “Carlos” - Dad says shaking his hand. “Long time no see my friend” - Carlos says standing up. “You are all grown up” - He says and I try and hide my hatred. “Amelia, Gabriel, this is Carlos, he was in charge of your training” - Dad says and we all start playing our part. “Nice to meet you” - I say shaking his hand tightly. His face shifts from a smile to a grin.

They saw themselves in a new light, their bonds tested, their loyalties questioned. Xavier's eyes widened as he saw a vision of his father, Carlos, his face scarred and his eyes filled with a dark determination. He heard Carlos's voice, his tone mysterious and philosophical, echoing through his mind. "You are the key to our family's legacy," Carlos said, his voice filled with an epic tone. "You are the one who will lead us to greatness, to power and control. But you must be willing to make the necessary sacrifices, to do what is required to achieve our goals."

Carlos held his gaze for a second longer and then said, “This isn’t over and Asher… Is not your son. Even Liam isn’t yours.” “Oh, I think the Rowland Heir is sterile,” Carlos smirked. What the hell? How dare he call my man sterile? I stepped forward, my blood boiling in my veins but Diego held me back by my waist and shook his head. He inched closer to ear and placed a kiss on my cheek, “Let time prove it.” “What? Cat caught your tongue, honey?” Carlos smirked. “No, your comment just made me realise you were spineless from beginning,” I smiled at him, trying to hold my anger. “You couldn’t impregnate Juliana even after being with her for years that you have to have sex and a baby with someon

I put down my fork and knife and looked at him with a complex expression on my face that was a mixture of joy and bashfulness. "You've been performing very well lately, Carlos. And Dad, the Don of the Carozza Famiglia, has finally approved of you. "He said that once you've handled this last sum of money for the Famiglia to prove your ability and loyalty to us, you'll also become the joint heir to the entire Carozza family with me." It was just a lie that I fabricated, but it seemed to have caused a mini explosion in Carlos' mind. He was so ecstatic and overjoyed that he turned incoherent while looking at me with love and gratitude.