Mr Chris Walton scoffed as he felt even more annoyed by Josh's presence, ‘What a fucking loser,’ he thought, his mind filled with disdain. Mr Walton was convinced that he was speaking to someone who really looked up to him. However he wasn't flattered by that, instead he was even more annoyed, not understanding why Amelia would pick someone who was clearly inferior.Mr. Walton’s eyes narrowed as he glared at Josh. “It seems the feeling isn’t mutual,” he said, his tone cold and blunt. “I’m not sure what you’re doing here, but you’ve picked a terrible time to show up.” Josh was at a loss for words as Mr. Walton’s response registered in his mind. He hadn’t expected him to be so rude. To say the least, Josh was very disappointed, because this was someone he really admired. Walton had been nothing but dismissive and disdainful towards him, and his behavior left Josh with the impression that he wasn't the polite, high-profile individual he always pretended to be. The interaction had been u
As the event continued, Josh and Amelia found themselves engaged in conversations that ranged from light banter to more serious topics. Josh found himself having to dodge a lot of Amelia's questions as she kept asking questions that if he answered might reveal his real identity. But apart from that the rest of their conversation was enjoyable. This was the first time Josh had ever spoken to Amelia on a serious level and gotten to know her well enough, and he hated to admit that she was different than he had thought. His initial impression of her wasn't very good, however he realized he might been wrong. As they continued to converse, the elegant surroundings and the buzz of high-profile guests provided an elegant backdrop to their dialogue. Amelia glanced around the room, before returning her gaze towards Josh and and mentioned, “So, I heard Giovanni De La Cruz is here tonight.” She said, her gaze showing just how curious she was. She didn't get to see him arrive with her own
Amelia glanced at Josh with a curious expression, her eyebrows slightly raised. “So, how do you know Marco Ramirez?” she had to ask, as her curiosity was eating at her. She had been trying to find out who Josh really was and his background for so long now, however he never disclosed anything, but this seemed like the perfect opportunity to ask him about it.Josh, who had been engrossed in the woman speaking on stage, was startled by Amelia’s question. He turned to face her, momentarily caught off guard. The unexpected question caused him to hesitate, his mind racing as he thought of a response. He wondered if he should reply to her or not. And how much should he even reveal to her? He wondered. He knew that admitting his connection to the Ramirez family could address Amelia’s curiosity and potentially throw her off from doing some more digging into his more sensitive family ties. It was very important to Josh that no one should ever find out he was a member of the De La Cruz crime f
Josh hoped that by giving this explanation to Amelia, he could finally put her questions to rest. He hoped that the more he revealed, the more convinced she would be that there was nothing more to uncover. If Amelia accepted his claim of being a Ramirez at face value, she might finally stop pressing for more details, believing that he was a Ramirez and there was nothing more to learn about him. Amelia studied Josh closely, her gaze intent and thoughtful. As he finished speaking, her expression gradually shifted from curiosity to acceptance. She seemed to examine his words carefully, searching for any hint of deceit but she found none. With a nod, she signaled her acceptance of his explanation, indicating that she was satisfied with his answer and would no longer pursue the matter further.She had to be satisfied with the answer, as his claim of being Emiliano Ramirez’s grandson made sense to her and explained the source of his apparent wealth. “Alright.” She said as she glanced at hi
Josh walked over to the bar, which was in the middle of the venue. The bar was well kept and stoked, with an array of premium spirits and elegant glassware. The atmosphere around the bar was relaxed, with a few guests enjoying their drinks and engaging in quiet conversations.Getting to the bar, Josh took a seat on a plush bar stool and signaled to the bartender. The bartender, a well-dressed man with a well kept mustache and professional demeanor, approached with a friendly smile. “What can I get for you, sir?”Josh, unsure of what to order due to his limited experience with high end drinks, replied, “Uhm… Surprise me.”The bartender nodded in understanding. “Certainly,” he said. The waiter started crafting the cocktail for him as he waited.At that same time, as Josh was seated down, waiting for his drink to be made, he noticed a figure approaching where he was seated. It was a woman, dressed in a striking red gown. She took a seat on the bar stool next to him. The woman looked ele
Although Josh appeared to be completely unfazed by the men, in truth he was intimidated by them, noticing that they were all staring at him weirdly, and they probably had bad intentions too. To make matters worse one of them moved towards the door and closed it.Josh's eyes darted between the four men, scanning them. “What's going on?” Josh asked, confused as to what was happening? What did these men want from him? He didn't understand. He didn't remember upsetting any of these four guys as he had never run into them before. And they were probably goons sent by someone, however, he didn't remember upsetting anyone before. “Can… I help you?” He asked, as he noticed that one of them was taking a step towards him, looking at him menacingly.Without a word, the men surrounded Josh, giving him no room to escape. One of them, the burly one with the scar, abruptly grabbed Josh by the collar and shoved him against the cold tiled wall. Josh’s heart raced, and he tried to push back, but the ma
Chris Walton had no idea that he was dealing with the grandson of Giovanni De La Cruz. Had he known, he would have thought twice before crossing him. But Walton, blinded by his own arrogance and by his considerable power and influence. He was unaware of the seriousness of his misstep. His belief in his own untouchability led him to underestimate Josh, disrespecting him in ways he wouldn’t have dared if he had been aware of Josh’s formidable lineage. Walton’s arrogance came from his perception that he had ascended to a level of power where few could challenge him, and this delusion of invulnerability fueled his disrespect.“Consider this a reminder of what happens when you cross me,” Walton continued, his words dripping with icy malice. He let the threat hang in the air, his gaze fixed on Josh with cruel satisfaction. “Now, let’s see if this experience teaches you the lesson you clearly need. It’s time for you to learn your place.” With that he walked out of the restroom, signaling for
Amelia frowned, her face flushed with a mix of offense and hurt, she couldn't believe Josh would think so low of her. Why would he think she would ever do something like that? “Of course not!” she snapped. “I would never compromise my dignity like that. Just because we're in a tight spot doesn’t mean I’ll betray my principles.” She replied, making it clear, however the stress of their situation was still evident. Amelia sighed to calm herself down. And then she continued. “Walton, that bastard proposed that he’d only invest if I entered into a personal relationship with him. He’s using our desperate situation to manipulate us into a deal we can’t afford to refuse.”Josh's eyes narrowed, a mix of anger and concern crossing his face. “That’s a terrible situation. I’m sorry you’re going through this… anyway I can help?” He asked. “Yeah, I hope you don't mind.” Amelia replied, feeling embarrassed for having to ask help from him, although they were friends or close to being friends, she d
“And when you find him? What happens then?” He asked.Josh watched his grandfather closely, waiting for his answer. Whatever Mr. Ramirez chose to do with Reaper would say a lot about the kind of man he truly was.It was safe to say Josh didn’t know his grandfather that well. He had power, control, and influence, but what kind of person was he underneath it all?“He’ll face justice. What do you think?” Mr Ramirez said. “We’ll hand him over to the authorities.”Josh hadn’t expected to hear that.If this had been Giovanni, Reaper wouldn’t have made it past sunrise. No trial. No mercy. Josh still remembered how effortlessly his other grandfather had executed those two men for betraying him, no hesitation in his actions.This was the difference between Mr. Ramirez and Giovanni. One believed in fairness, the other in ruthless control.Josh was happy to see that his grandfather from his mom's side was a different person from Giovanni.Just then, Catalina walked in, her sharp gaze immediately
Josh ignored Catalina. But he also didn’t bother trying to go with them to see Matteo. Mr. Ramirez shot Catalina a cold look in disapproval. “If it weren’t for Josh, Matteo wouldn’t have made it here in time.” He scolded.Catalina said nothing, but she had a slight look of realization across her face. No matter how she felt about Josh, it was thanks to him and the other two people that Matteo was here at the hospital in time.She, Dean, Marco, and Isabella went inside the ICU where Matteo was.Josh stayed back, leaning against the wall. He didn’t show it, but the rejection bothered him.When Marco and Isabella made it clear they didn’t accept him, it bothered him, but not that much. Catalina, though… She was his deceased mother’s sister. He expected her to treat him with at least some kindness. Guess he was wrong for thinking that.Josh exhaled slowly, pushing the thought aside. He wasn’t about to beg for acceptance. If they didn’t want him around, fine.Without another word, he tur
Mr. Ramirez’s gaze remained cold as he looked at Dante. “Where is this… Reaper?” he asked Dante hesitated, shaking his head in denial. “I… I don’t know, sir.”Mr. Ramirez studied him for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Before he could say anything else, the waiting room doors burst open.Mateo’s parents, Catalina and Dean, rushed inside, their faces filled with worry. Marco followed closely behind them, equally as worried.“Dad, how is my son? Where is Mateo?” Catalina asked, her voice shaking.Josh tensed as he watched them. It was the first time he had ever seen Mateo’s parents in person. Since Matteo was his cousin, then the woman must be his mom's sister, his aunt. Josh also noticed a resemblance between her and him, it was subtle but still noticeable. Mr. Ramirez turned to them. “I have spoken to the doctor. He is stable… we’ll be able to see him soon.”A shaky breath of relief escaped Dean's mouth. “Thank God.”Catalina clutched her husband’s arm, but the worry in
Reaper stepped back, yanking the knife free from Mateo's side.Mateo staggered backward, his hand instinctively flying to his side, pressing against the wound. He felt weak, struggling to stay on his feet.Warm blood seeped between his fingers. His breath came out in uneven gasps, his body refusing to keep up with what had just happened. He did not think Reaper would pull a knife and take this too far.Josh was in shock for 5 full seconds,but as soon as he was back to his senses he called out, “Mateo!” He lunged forward, catching his cousin before he could collapse completely.The garage fell into stunned silence. Even The Ghosts looked momentarily unsure, shifting uncomfortably as if they hadn't expected Reaper to take it this far.Leo swore under his breath and rushed to Mateo’s side. “Shit. Quick, we need to get him out of here. Now.”Dante, who had been frozen in shock, suddenly snapped back to reality. He turned to Reaper, his expression unreadable. “What the fuck did you just do
Mateo exhaled loudly, his irritation evident. “I can’t believe Dante invited those guys,” he muttered, shaking his head.Just then, as if summoned by the complaint, a man around Mateo’s age approached them. “What’s up, fellas?” he greeted cheerfully, completely ignorant to Mateo’s scowl.Mateo frowned as he glared at him. “Dante, what the fuck! You invited that guy here?” He asked angrily, but in a hushed tone. Dante frowned. “What are you talking about?” Mateo gestured toward the Ghosts with a glare. “Why the hell are they here?”“Oh, you mean Reaper and his friends?” Dante rubbed the back of his neck, realizing what he had done by inviting Reaper here. He didn't think Mateo would be here when he invited Reaper. But now, he realized that he shouldn't have, not only was Mateo probably feeling betrayed by him, but the whole party was nervous and they were right to be so. “Yeah… I told them to stop by.” Dante replied.“Why?”Dante sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Look, it’
Four people walked through the door, and strolled in like they owned the place.Josh didn’t recognize them, but the party’s reaction told him everything he needed to know. These guys weren’t just regular party guests.He overheard snippets of whispers around him. Everyone was surprisingly talking about how much trouble these guys were. That they shouldn't be here.“Shit, what are they doing here?” Someone asked irritably.“Who the hell invited the ghosts here?”“This is about to get messy…”As Josh listened more he caught the name. The four guys who walked in were members of The Ghosts, a gang known for their ruthless reputation and the fear they left in their wake.They weren’t just infamous, they were the kind of people no one wanted to cross. Wherever they showed up, trouble followed, and from the way the entire party fell silent, it was clear everyone knew it.The group walked in confidently, completely unfazed by the attention they were getting. One of them, a tall guy, known as
Josh's eyes widened slightly at Mae's question. What made her think she was a De La Cruz? Well, the De La Cruz family was one of the college's sponsors, so it wasn’t surprising that some people might assume things.Plus, Mae didn't assume anything wrong. Still, no one was supposed to know he was a De La Cruz, yet.Just as Josh was about to answer Mae’s question, the professor’s voice sounded in their ears."New girl, Mr. Josh, if you're done with your little conversation, perhaps you’d like to pay attention to the lesson?" The professor sad sternly.Josh immediately turned back to face the front, straightening in his seat. Mae also did the same, however there was an amused glint in her eyes.Josh exhaled quietly. He was glad that the professor had intervened because that was close. He wasn’t sure how much Mae actually knew about him, but for now, the topic had been dropped, at least for the moment.After classes ended, Josh left campus and arrived home in the evening. The moment he s
“Uh... umm...” The student stammered, his earlier confidence disappearing. Josh’s calm yet commanding demeanor, his unblinking gaze, and the way he stood there , blocking his exit, made it clear this wasn’t the same Josh they were used to seeing. He was scary.Kathy scoffed, leaning forward with a look of smug amusement. "Oh? Or what?" she challenged, her voice still filled with mockery. "What’s your next move if he doesn’t pick it up?”Josh’s eyes shot to her briefly before he replied simply, “You’ll see.”“Is that a threat?”At that immediate moment, right behind Josh, the principal entered as well. His expression remained unreadable as he scanned the room before his gaze landed on Kathy."Kathy.” He called out to her, and without any hesitation he said, “You're expelled from this university.”Kathy felt the blood drain from her face upon hearing the principal's words. “Excuse me?” Her voice broke as the words sank in. She blinked rapidly, sure she must have misheard him. Expelled?
A murmur of confusion filled the lecture hall upon hearing Josh's bold words. A few students exchanged uncertain glances. It was hard to tell if he was simply putting on an act to show off to Mae, or if he was being serious. They were certain at first that he was putting on an act, however now they weren't any more. No one would be this confident when their future was on the line, especially someone like Josh, who supposedly had everything to lose.“What does that mean?” someone whispered.“Is he still pretending?” another scoffed, though there was a slight hesitation in their voice now. The initial impression that Josh was acting had started to crack, and the possibility that he might actually be serious lingered.Kathy, too, hesitated for a brief moment, her smirk wavering slightly as she considered the possibility that Josh might actually be serious.But she caught herself quickly, rolling her eyes. “Please,” she scoffed. “You’re just embarrassing yourself at this point.”Just t