ired precision, accountability, and a solid foundation to play t
f his generation. A media mogul whose name graced charity events, luxury hotels, and high-stakes investment portfolios. He moved in elite circles
for authorities to pin anything on him. His hands, which were always impeccably clean in the eyes of the law, were stained with the blood of those who had dared to cross him. His r
s would crumble. Don Felix Alcaraz had solidified their family as one of the toughest Mafia clans in the Philippines. Under Rios's leadership, there was no way he would le
Cruz Mo
ite blazer draped over her shoulders. The sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows glowed on her sharp features. The European genes they both inher
had always been one of his best advisors and most trusted family members as their bond was built on childhood trauma, practicality, and
intimidating presence, hadn't cowered and backed down when they had a little confrontation at the restaurant last week. She had no idea who he was,
her ground, even when she shouldn't have. That kind of boldness... it
nd that amused th
someone who isn't
rmrest. "Besides, you have to admit, she's interesting
ng a page in the file. "And look, she's a regular of Mr. Xi Lee. Wasn't h
ould've believed she wasn't acting at all. She's got potential; hence, I won't have to waste time training her." He tapped a finger against the mah
s young an
ound her beauty... mesmerizing. No wonder
ven more useful. He owned one of the largest media networks in the country,
She clearly needs the money. I do
andoval would be a perfect match for you," she said casually. "Why not just give her and her family another chance? You wouldn't have to make a poor girl like So
ned as his jaw tensed. "I told you, cousin. I don't want
now,
set up a meeting with that
bed her phone. "Fine. I'll make the appointment now. But Rios," she said,
l take full accounta
eyes before exiti
all they wanted, but he wouldn't let them force him into tying himself to Beatrice Sandoval-not now, not ever again. If