Chapter Thirty-Eight

“I don’t know how you can stand to be married to that man, Carly,” said Sam as she let Carly and Skye into Jason’s penthouse.

Carly turned to Sam with a raised eyebrow. “Sonny?” she asked.

“Unless you have another husband we don’t know about. Yes, I mean Sonny!” said Sam with a shake of her head.

“What did he do?” Carly asked as she tossed her purse on the couch, not at all seeming surprised that Sam was complaining about him. Lately, Sonny had been acting like a spoiled child whose best friend didn’t want to play with him anymore.

“He came in here like he owned the place demanding to see Jason. He was very condensending and acting mightier than thou.”

Carly nodded. “Yup, that’s Sonny,” she said. “I’m sorry he bothered you Sam, but Sonny isn’t dealing with this whole Jason, Jessica, Lorenzo thing too well.”

Sam just shook her head. She didn’t want to get into this right now. They had more important things to do at the moment. “Okay, we don’t have much time. I’m pretty sure Jason will be spending the rest of the night with Jessica and will call in later to check on how my exciting mission went. So we need to get started.”

“Get started on what?” Skye asked.

“Planning the nursery for Jessica and Jason,” Sam said with a smile.


“What do I owe you for tonight?” Lorenzo asked Diego as he walked into his apartment to see his son lounging on the black leather couch, his feet up on the coffee table.

“Oh, I’m sure we can agree on something,” Diego said with a laugh.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself,” said Lorenzo as he nudged Diego’s feet off of the table with his leg. “You know, I could have gotten out of there myself.”

“I’m sure you could have,” said Diego with a shrug. “But it was more fun my way.”

Lorenzo nodded. He pulled his jacket off and tossed it on the arm chair. “What has Faith been up to since I left?” he asked.

Diego shrugged again. “I talked to Stan a couple of minutes ago. He said she fumed a bit, got dressed and stalked out of the apartment. He had Marco follow her.”

“Good,” said Lorenzo. “Have you heard from Samantha or Jessica?”

“I called Jessica before I left. Jason answered. He said Jess was sleeping, but that she was feeling better. Aunt Sam is at Jason’s penthouse with Carly and Skye. Not sure what the three of them are up to though.”

Lorenzo nodded. He wanted nothing more than to see Skye, but it was too risky right now. “It should be pretty quiet the rest of the night. Why don’t you call Brook Lynn and go out for a while?”

“Ummm . . . Brook and I broke up,” Diego said, sitting forward on the couch, his elbows resting on his knees.

“What happened?” Lorenzo asked. He had seen his son and Brook Lynn Ashton together and was surprised to hear the relationship was over.

Diego shrugged. “She wasn’t too thrilled with my involvement in all of this,” he said.

Lorenzo nodded in understanding. Unfortunately, it was something Diego was going to have to get used to. “I’m sorry son,” he said.

“It’s okay. I guess Brook and I weren’t exactly meant to be, you know? She couldn’t accept me for who I was.”

Lorenzo knew what that felt like. He had missed out on part of Jessica’s life for that reason, same with Diego – in a way. “Diego, you need to understand that if you want a part in this – in the business – something like this will happen again. Jessica’s mother couldn’t handle what I did and therefore, we seperated, and I didn’t know Jessica until she was nine years old. With Maria, she was scared that she would be hurt because she witnessed me being shot and she took off. Diego, I want you to make sure this is what you want. Deep down. Because once you’re in, it’s very difficult and deadly to get out.”

Diego nodded. He had already been thinking about this and had anticipated this conversation with his father. Diego knew that his father did not go lightly into the business. That he had originally chose another path – but family obligations pulled him into a world he was unable to get out of. Diego knew he had more of a choice. He knew that he could stop now and find another path. But the thing was, there was no other path he wanted. Sure, he was smart and had always done well in school, but school did not interest him – it never did. It all came to easily to him. With this – being involved in his father’s work – he had to think, to stay on his toes, to use the intellect he had stored up. That’s what stimulated him. That’s what got him excited about life. Sure, Diego knew there were risks and the life span for someone in the business was not always long, but Diego knew he had what it took to survive. He had survived for years on the streets and in various foster homes. And he planned on surviving here. Of thriving and being his own man.

“I’ve already thought about it Pop, and this is what I want to do. I want to work at your side and learn everything there is to learn. I know I can go another way, finish school, find a wife and settle down. But that’s not what I want. I have spent most of my life being shuttled from one foster family to another – knowing they didn’t care, they didn’t want me, they were just doing it for the money. But here? I belong here. I belong with you and Jessica and my niece. You are all my family. I know I inherited my intellect from you and I want to put it to use. I do want to finish school and get a degree. But I am an Alcazar, Pop, and this is the path I want to take. I know you want better for me, I understand and appreciate that, but this is what’s better for me. I grew up with nothing – and I’m not just talking about material things, I’m talking about respect, caring and love. And now I have it. And I will always treasure it. And that’s what has brought me to this decision. I am not stepping into this lightly Pop. Not in any way. I understand the risks and consequences involved and I will take them on.”

Lorenzo looked at his son in awe. He could clearly see that Diego had fully thought this out. And he was not going to deny his son what he obviously wanted. Getting up, Lorenzo pulled his son into his arms in a tight hug.

“I’m proud of you Diego,” he said.

Blinking back the tears that sprang to his eyes, Diego hugged his father back. “Thanks Pop,” he said.


Faith stood on the docks, her black, stilleto-heeled shoe tapping on the wooden slats. She hated being kept waiting. And that’s she was doing now. Waiting. He had said he would be there on time, and Faith planned on giving him a piece of her mind as soon as he arrived – that is if he even bothered to show up.

Sighing and glancing at her watch again, Faith looked up and down the docks. She had enough of this. If he didn’t have the information she needed, then she would have left a long time ago.

Deciding she had given him enough time, Faith turned and headed to the stairs.

“Leaving already?” came a voice from the darkness and Faith turned.

“It’s about damn time,” she snapped, turning to him. “What the hell took you so long?”

He shrugged. “I had to make sure I wasn’t being watched,” he said. “Something you should be doing.”

“Believe me, I know how to watch my back. Do you have any information or not?”

He nodded. “You have a leak,” he said, getting right to the point. He hadn’t wanted to do this, but it was the only way he knew how to keep his family safe.

“A leak? No one who works for me would dare to leak anything.” Faith said.

“You’re too full of yourself Faith,” he said. “The leak is working with the opposition. What you think is real, isn’t. You’re being set up.”

“Who’s the leak, since you seem to be full of information tonight?” Faith asked, her arms crossed over her chest.

“If I were you, I would look more closely at Julius. He’s got a connection to Alcazar and has been feeding him information on how to take you down. Your penthouse has been bugged and wired for cameras. Hell, even your latest conquest has been bugged at times.”

Faith was fuming. How dare one of her employees – and one she had trusted so whole heartedly – betray her. It was ludacris. “Why should I believe you?” she asked.

“We made a deal Faith. You drop your vendetta against me and leave my family alone and I give you the information you need to take down Lorenzo Alcazar. That’s why you should believe me.”

Faith thought about it a minute. “I had a feeling Lorenzo was not being honest with me. It’s not many men who can resist me,” said Faith thoughtfully. “If I were to believe you, and I am able to take down Alcazar – Morgan goes with him. Can you deal with that?”

“Jason made his choice when he turned his back on me and my family in exchange for Alcazar’s,” he said. “He will have to pay the consequences for those actions.”

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