Miguel had a lot of fun relaxing for the rest of the day and the next morning being Monday, she got up, got dressed for work, and made her way to Prime Enforcement Agency."Greetings Miss Miguel! There is an urgent meeting going on right now. President Jude asked that I inform you to get involved." Kate, her secretary informed her the moment she stepped her feet in her office. "I see! You may leave." She signaled, and Kate walked out.Miguel sat on her seat and became curious. What sort of impromptu meeting could be going on right now? She thought and after making sure everything was fine, she got up and walked into the meeting room. Everyone's eyes were wide open as she walked in and sat on a seat closer to President Jude."Morning everyone!" She said and went mute. A few answered her in pretense while the rest, who were actually young women, chose to remain mute, visibly showing their resentment for her, but Miguel never gave a fuck about them."It's good you are here Agent Miguel.
"Oh my fucking god! You mean you have his sister in your custody? That's hella iconic. I'm scared of you Miguel. You are fucking awesome." He praised her, the excitement in him very visible that he held her arm and moved her out of much excitement. Miguel wasn't fazed by his excitement. "Do you now believe I'm the best for this job?" She asked him without any ounce of emotion in her voice."No one is taking that away from you. You are the baddest bitch in this game." He swore as she started the car and then drove off. "Oh, my world! I'm in awe of you Miguel. I'm blessed that I have you." He kept praising her. He picked up the phone and called his team, transferring the job away from Anita to her and soon she got to her house. "You are so amazing." He said as he then got into her room and took out his shirt, sitting on the bed like he'd won completely in life.Seeing his reaction, Miguel knew she had won him back and she did that effortlessly. Her man was back to her! She thought and
His words did a whole lot of things to her body system causing her tears to fall out of her eyes. "you are so evil. I can't believe this." She cried and he watched her like a stupid movie."People like you are the most dangerous. So self-righteous and weird. Watch me destroy your brother Aria or whatever shit you are called." He told her and walked away leaving her there shaking in fear and anger about how she was being treated.Alejandro walked into his study room and turned on his computer to monitor some of his men, but then he realized that hardware was missing, so he got up and walked into his monitoring room where some of his teams and Juan were seated monitoring their men and ensuring that they don't do anything out of place. "Why the fuck have I heard nothing?" He spat, losing his patience.Juan noticed he was going to lose it on the teams in the room so he got up and took Alejandro out of the monitoring room to another one in the opposite direction in the basement. "I think t
Alejandro hated Jace so much that it took him a while to want to see one of his men. Finally, he walked into a special room he had created in the basement and welcomed himself by throwing a punch to his face. "Argh!!" He groaned in pain and Alejandro sat on a chair facing him. Juan walked into the room with another chain and added it to the ones already placed on him. "What's his name?" Alejandro asked Juan."I heard he is Blade," Juan replied and Alejandro's brows moved a bit. "Be must be an important person in the group then. What's up Blade?" He said and brought out his hand for a handshake with Blade. "oh you are caged in my basement. I forgot that. You are also bleeding. That's very disappointing for a man with the name Blade." He mocked Blade who was seated almost lifeless on the chair. After a while, Juan noticed that the blood pouring on the floor was unusual. "I think he needs to get treated," Juan said, and when Alejandro noticed it too, he agreed and left the room, leav
Blade was finding it hard to bear the pain he was having to go through. Seeing as there was no one in the room with him, his eyes darted around. He had the urge to cough, but he couldn't let it out loudly to avoid the attention of his enemies, so he did his best to suppress it even though the feeling in his chest left him haunted. At this point, he was having lots of regrets as he wished that he had done better during the operation. Who would have thought that Alejandro was going to appear with his cartel to cause commotion? He thought about how Jace could be feeling and couldn't help but be curious about how he was probably reacting to his abduction. Outside of the room was Aria, who had been hearing the sounds of a man's voice, and just like she had suspected, a man was being tortured inside that room. She was so curious as to know who it was. The last thing she wanted to hear or see was her brother being tortured. She'd rather take the pain for him to live. As she was about to ope
But she just said "Jace."His whole mind was in a mess. What other reason could she have for calling Jace's name while they were intimate? He thought as he turned on his system and started doing things to distract himself. Two days passed yet Alejandro was finding it hard to get over what he had heard from Valentine. He had not gone back into that room since then even though it was his. He couldn't stand her face either. It was still very early in the morning, and he had decided to eat early before he got himself locked up again. Sitting on the dining chair and having his breakfast, he felt someone touch his shoulder. "Are you avoiding me? I had it hot last time and is yet to get over it." She whispered in his ear from behind. He took a deep breath, doing everything he could to remain calm and not talk about his anger. What the hell was she talking about? The sex with an imaginary Jace? He couldn't believe he had been fooled for as long as he couldn't even tell. "I'm having breakfas
It was 3 pm yet she wasn't sure she could get every work done. This was gradually causing her frustration.Alejandro was watching a map with Juan when a message popped up on his phone screen. He opened it and read it with Juan. They looked at each other in surprise. "We need to leave!" Juan said to him and he nodded his head.The maids in the mansion were shocked to see Alejandro and Juan storm out of the mansion with all their men and the moment the gate closed, excitement super into their veins. "Are we going to stand here and just watch now that they are gone or should we go ahead and help our sister so she won't get eliminated?" Maria's voice was heard in the building, and the whole maids agreed in excitement as they then rushed out of the building and ran to the garden and surrounded Aria, who was already on the floor feeling drained. Seeing her fellow maids, she got up from the floor in surprise and watched them pick up several water pipes and start assisting her. "Relax Señiori
Aria stood starstruck as Valentine walked past her and slammed the kitchen door. She staggered back a bit. Maria's words then rang in her head. "Was that what she meant by if it were in my power, I wouldn't wish to know her?" She thought and quickly left the kitchen in search of Maria, who she later found close to the swimming pool, cleaning the floor like it was the bedroom. "Maria!" She called out and the moment Maria saw her, she ran to her and hugged her really tight. "If you ever wish for freedom in your life, don't give up. The universe will bless you with it." Aria muttered to her, and she stared at Aria, surprised. "What's wrong Aria? Is everything okay?" She asked Aria as she put down the broomstick in her hand. "I'm scared of Valentine. She's scary." She didn't hesitate to pour out her worries. Maria took a deep breath before looking up at Aria. "In here, you just have to be strong. No one! I repeat neither of them has a single patience to deal with people like us. We
The night was thick with tension, the air carrying the scent of salt and gunpowder. The boat rocked slightly beneath them, the aftermath of the ambush still lingering. Alejandro stood near the helm, his grip on the wheel tightening. Every nerve in his body was wired, his instincts screaming at him to stay on edge. He had learned long ago that survival meant never letting his guard down.Aria sat beside him, her hand resting on his knee. The touch was grounding, but it did little to silence the storm brewing inside him. She could see it in his eyesthe darkness, the fury, the relentless need for revenge."We're almost there," Jace muttered, checking the GPS. "Another ten minutes."Miguel groaned from where he lay, his wound hastily bandaged. "Let's hope we don’t have another welcoming party."Valentina reloaded her gun with calm precision. "If we do, we make sure they regret showing up."Alejandro exhaled sharply, his jaw clenching. "Santiago isn’t done. He knows we got away, and he won
The echoes of gunfire had faded, but the tension in the air remained thick. The boat rocked slightly as Alejandro stood at the helm, his hands gripping the wheel with white-knuckled intensity. The salt-laced wind whipped against his face, but his mind was elsewhereback on the deck, back in the chaos, back in the moment Aria was nearly taken from him.She stood nearby, watching him carefully. Despite the exhaustion weighing down her limbs, she refused to let herself rest. They weren’t safe yet, and even if they were, she knew better than to let her guard down. Not with Santiago lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike.Jace was checking the remaining ammunition, his face tight with concentration. Valentina was bandaging Miguel’s wound, her movements efficient yet gentle. The cartel enforcer was pale but still conscious, his usual smirk dulled by the pain."We need a plan," Aria finally spoke, breaking the heavy silence. Her voice was firm, but there was an underly
The night was suffocatingly quiet after the chaos. The only sounds were the rhythmic lapping of waves against the damaged boat and the occasional groans of pain from the wounded. Alejandro stood at the helm, his grip on the railing so tight his knuckles turned white. The salt air burned his nostrils, but it did nothing to clear the storm in his head.Aria watched him carefully. He hadn't spoken since the last shot was fired, since Santiago's men had finally been silenced. The fight had been brutal, but they had won at least for now. And yet, Alejandro seemed more troubled than relieved.She took a hesitant step toward him. "Alejandro?"His shoulders tensed, but he didn’t turn around. She reached out, her fingers brushing his arm. "Talk to me."He exhaled sharply, shaking his head. "It doesn’t feel like a victory. We lost people tonight. Jace is injured. Miguel is barely standing. And Santiago, he's still out there."Aria swallowed, understanding his frustration. "But we're alive. That
The night stretched on, the scent of salt and gunpowder still thick in the air. Alejandro stood at the edge of the safe house’s balcony, his hands gripping the railing as he stared out into the darkness. His body was stiff, muscles still coiled from the fight on the boat. Every breath felt heavier than the last.Aria watched him from the doorway, the soft glow from the room behind her casting a faint halo around her figure. She could see the tension in his stance, the weight of everything pressing down on him. Quietly, she stepped forward.“You haven’t said much since we got here,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.Alejandro didn’t turn immediately. He exhaled through his nose, his grip on the railing tightening before he finally spoke. “There’s too much to think about.”Aria moved closer, her fingers brushing against his forearm. “Then talk to me. Let me share the burden.”He glanced at her then, his dark eyes filled with conflict. For a long moment, he simply looked at
The shipyard was eerily silent now, the scent of gunpowder still lingering in the air. Alejandro stood over Santiago’s lifeless body, his gun still warm in his grip. The night breeze rustled his hair, but he barely noticed it.Aria stood beside him, her breathing steady, but Alejandro could feel the tension radiating from her. She had wanted this war to end as much as he did, but the victory felt… hollow.Jace groaned as he approached, clutching his side where blood seeped through his shirt. “I’m just going to throw this out there we’re really bad at having peaceful business deals.”Valentina smirked, tucking her gun away. “It’s the nature of the business, Jace.”Miguel knelt beside Santiago’s body, checking his pulse despite knowing it was pointless. “It’s over,” he muttered, standing up and wiping his hands. “Finally.”Alejandro turned to his team, his expression unreadable. “We haven't celebrated yet. Santiago had men, and they’ll be looking for vengeance.”Aria nodded. “We have to
The tension inside the safe house was suffocating. The air was thick with frustration, exhaustion, and the lingering scent of gunpowder. Santiago had slipped through their fingers, and everyone in the room knew what that meant.He wouldn’t run. He would retaliate.Alejandro sat at the head of the table, his jaw clenched, his fingers tapping against the wood. His mind was already calculating his next move, but there was one undeniable truth gnawing at him.They had lost an opportunity tonight.Jace was lying on the couch, his side bandaged, his face pale. He was still conscious, but the pain in his expression was clear. Valentina was seated next to him, checking his wound with a critical eye.Miguel leaned against the far wall, arms crossed, eyes sharp. His usual smirk was gone. Even he knew this situation wasn’t a joke.Aria stood across from Alejandro, arms folded, her face unreadable. But he could see the tension in her shoulders, the fire in her eyes.“We had him,” she finally said
The night was thick with tension as Alejandro sat at the wooden table, his fingers drumming against the surface. A single lamp flickered in the corner of the safe house, casting long shadows across the room. The air smelled of gunpowder and sweat, a reminder that they were running out of time.Santiago’s men wouldn’t stop hunting them. The ambush at the last safe house had proven that. They barely escaped with their lives.Now, they needed to strike first.Aria sat across from Alejandro, her laptop open, the glow from the screen highlighting the determined set of her face. She was running a scan, her fingers flying over the keyboard. Every keystroke was precise, calculated just like the woman herself.Jace stood by the window, gun in hand, watching the tree line for movement. “They won’t wait long,” he muttered.“They don’t have to,” Alejandro replied, his voice steady. “Because we’re hitting Santiago first.”Miguel, still looking pale from blood loss, scoffed. “You make it sound so s
The tension in the safe house was suffocating. Salazar sat tied to the chair, his face bloodied, his breaths shallow but steady. Alejandro stood before him, his knuckles stained red, his expression unreadable.Jace leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching with cold detachment. Valentina and Miguel sat nearby, their guns resting on the table, ready for use. Aria paced the room, her eyes flicking between Alejandro and Salazar, her mind racing.Salazar had refused to talk.But Alejandro wasn’t finished yet.He knelt down, gripping Salazar’s jaw, forcing the man to meet his eyes. “I’ll ask one last time,” he said, his voice deceptively calm. “Where is Santiago?”Salazar smirked, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. “Even if I told you, it wouldn’t matter. He’s already coming for you.”Alejandro’s jaw clenched. He had expected as much. Santiago wouldn’t take this attack lightly.Jace exhaled. “We need something useful from him, or we’re wasting time.”Alejandro nodded slowl
The safe house felt smaller than before, the walls closing in as the weight of their next move settled over them. Alejandro stood near the table, the flash drive Aria had retrieved sitting in front of him. His fingers drummed against the wood, his mind working through every possible outcome.They had taken a hit, but now? Now, they were hitting back.Jace leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his sharp eyes scanning the room. Valentina sat on the couch, cleaning her gun, while Miguel stretched out beside her, still nursing his wound.Aria stood near the laptop, fingers hovering over the keys.The air was thick with anticipation.Alejandro finally spoke. “What did you find?”Aria took a deep breath, inserting the flash drive into the laptop. “Shipment locations, transaction records, and one very interesting name Ricardo Salazar.”Jace’s brows lifted. “Salazar? He’s Santiago’s right-hand man.”Aria nodded. “Exactly. But more than that, he’s the one running Santiago’s operations on the