All Chapters of Ashes of San Miguel: Chapter 21
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The last Move
The gunshots rang through the air like a thunderclap, deafening and sudden. For a split second, Alejandro’s body froze. His heart pounded in his chest as he whipped his head toward Elena, who stood there, frozen, her eyes wide with shock and terror. Blood, bright and startling, began to pool on the floor at her feet.Alejandro’s world tipped upside down. The sound of the gunshots echoed in his mind, but everything else seemed to blur. In that instant, nothing mattered more than her. His love for her still echoed and l“Elena!” he shouted, rushing toward her. His hand reached for her arm, his fingers trembling as he attempted to keep her steady.She collapsed on him, her body limp and weak. Her lips parted in a soft gasp, and her eyes locked on his with a look of deep pain and regret."Don't—" Elena breathed shallowly as she whispered. "Do not blame him... I... had to do it. I did not have any choice."Alejandro's grip tightened around her, desperation flowing through his veins. He co
The Gathering Storm
The night air was thick with tension as Ale, paced back and forth, the silence of the abandoned building pressing down on him like a vice. Thoughts all through.His mind raced, each thought flashing through him like a lightning bolt. Elena’s words echoed in his ears, her confession of guilt and love, mingling with the blood that stained his hands. Her blood, the blood from her body, the one he would have taken thw bullets for if nor foe the betrayal. His pulse thundered in his chest as the weight of everything, the betrayal, revenge, love, loss, crushed him under its heavy burden.He was weak at heart and he hated that.He had always known that his fight against Joaquín and the Velázquez family would be a war of attrition, but never had he imagined it would come to this. Elena’s life was hanging in the balance, and the clock was ticking. He had no idea if she would survive the night. Every second that passed felt like a small eternity, each one dragging him deeper into the storm.A
The Gathering Storm
The night air was thick with tension as Ale, paced back and forth, the silence of the abandoned building pressing down on him like a vice. Thoughts all through.His mind raced, each thought flashing through him like a lightning bolt. Elena’s words echoed in his ears, her confession of guilt and love, mingling with the blood that stained his hands. Her blood, the blood from her body, the one he would have taken thw bullets for if nor foe the betrayal. His pulse thundered in his chest as the weight of everything, the betrayal, revenge, love, loss, crushed him under its heavy burden.He was weak at heart and he hated that.He had always known that his fight against Joaquín and the Velázquez family would be a war of attrition, but never had he imagined it would come to this. Elena’s life was hanging in the balance, and the clock was ticking. He had no idea if she would survive the night. Every second that passed felt like a small eternity, each one dragging him deeper into the storm.A
The Final Gambit
The weight of betrayal hung so heavy in the air as Ale, stood frozen, staring at Carlos, the man he had trusted for years. His mind raced to comprehend the shocking turn of events. This whole issue was crazy, Carlos was his sure ally, his confidant and brother from another mother had been pulling the strings all along. A deep sense of betrayal cut through him, but there was no time to dwell on it. Not now. Not when Joaquín had just walked into the room.The sound of footsteps echoed in the cold silence, as Joaquín entered, flanked by two of his men. His facial expression was calm, composed and almost smug. The sight of him stirred something dark within Alejandro. It wasn’t just anger anymore, it was something deeper, something primal. The fire that had been burning inside him for months was now a raging in an inferno, threatening to consume everything in its path. Ready to burn without thoughts.Carlos, however, looked unfazed, his eyes glinting with something more dangerous than
The unseen hand
The room felt suffocating, the air thick with tension. Alejandro stood tall, his eyes unwavering as he locked gaze with Joaquín and Carlos, both men still grappling with the truth that had just been revealed. The man beside him the true architect behind it all—was standing there, an enigma that had yet to fully unveil his intentions. Alejandro could feel the weight of his next move, knowing that this was the moment everything would either come crashing down or solidify his power forever.The man beside Alejandro, tall and stoic, shifted his weight slightly, his icy gaze scanning Joaquín and Carlos as though they were mere inconveniences. Of course they indeed were inconveniences.His presence alone was enough to unsettle anyone who crossed his path. With an aura of absolute control, he exuded the kind of quiet dominance that not even Joaquín's bravado could withstand.Alejandro had already suspected that this man would play a critical role, but now, standing together in this momen
The Web of Deceit
Alejandro's heart pounded in his chest as Elena stood before him, her eyes wide with fear, but something deeper lurked in the depths of her gaze, it was something he had never seen before. The air felt thick with alot of suspicion, and every breath he took seemed to weigh heavier than the last. He had trusted her. He had loved her with everything he had, but now, standing there, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. It was always wrong when it came to Elena.The room felt like it was suffocating him. The man beside him, the one who had been the unseen hand pulling every string, calculating every move, well he just stood still, watching Elena with a dispassionate gaze. Alejandro had trusted him too, but now, with Elena here, everything was shifting. The foundation he had built with such care, brick by brick, was crumbling beneath him. How could he trust anyone? When those around him just behaved as though he meant nothing?“Elena,” Alejandro’s voice was hoa
The unraveling
Alejandro’s mind raced as he strode away from Elena, the weight of her words still hanging heavily in the air. “You don’t know who you’re up against.” Those words echoed in his head, a constant reminder that everything wasn’t as simple as it seemed. Elena had betrayed him, and yet there was something deeper, something more dangerous lurking beneath the surface. He had been so certain of his plans, so confident in his path to revenge, but now, somehow now—now he wasn’t so sure.His footsteps echoed down the hallway, the sound steady, but inside, his mind was in turmoil. He had been so focused on dismantling the Velázquez family, on exposing Joaquín for the manipulative businessman he was, that he hadn’t stopped to think about the bigger picture. Why was there always a bigger picture he had everything figured. Elena had always been part of that picture, but the revelation of her betrayal, of how deeply she had been involved in this web of lies, had left him feeling like a fool. She
Shadows of the Past
Sitting at his desk, his thoughts spinning, each one darker than the last. The new revelation, the discovery that someone closer to him, someone who should have been on his side, was playing both sides for sure shook him, it shook him to his core. It wasn’t just the Velázquez family he had to worry about anymore. He had a traitor in his midst. The walls he’d carefully built around himself were crumbling, and every shadow in his life seemed to hide more secrets than he could have imagined. But why?He couldn’t shake the feeling that everything, his relationship with Elena, his feud with Joaquín, his plans to rise from the ashes was being orchestrated by unseen hands. The game was bigger than he thought. And now, it seemed the stakes were higher than ever. His phone buzzed again. This time, it was a message from Carlos, one of the few people he trusted. Alejandro opened it without hesitation. He has to know just what exactly was going on.“I’ve got the data. The transfer of funds fr
Storms
The room fell into a heavy silence, the kind that made your skin prickle and your instincts scream. Screaming for answers and words spoken for reassurance. Carlos’s words hung in the air like smoke, choking every breath that dared to rise. “They’re coming for you.” Who exactly was coming for him? Alejandro’s eyes darted from Carlos to Joaquín, whose calm facade cracked for just a moment. That moment was enough. “What the hell do you mean they know everything?” Alejandro demanded, stepping toward Carlos. Carlos shut the door behind him, his voice low and urgent. “The data leak. It wasn’t just intercepted, more like it was redirected. Someone inside Luz Holdings has been feeding them intel for months. We traced the signal, it came from inside your inner circle. But that’s not the worst part.” Alejandro’s chest tightened. “What is?” he questioned. Carlos hesitated, then pulled a thin, weathered file from inside his coat. “We had a hard time tracking the origin, but once we d
Blood and Ashes
Rain hammered the roof of the old estate like war drums, the rhythm of nature matching the thunder in Alejandro's chest. His eyes stayed locked on the woman standing before him—his mother. Alive. The ghost that haunted his childhood wasn’t a ghost at all. Her face was older now, sharp with wisdom and time, but it held no warmth. No motherly glow. Just power. Cold and calculated. "You've grown," she said, as if they were meeting for coffee, not reuniting after decades of lies. This Bitch! Alejandro took a slow step forward, fists clenched. "You died. Or at least that's what Natalia told me. The car crash, the funeral, the tears are all of it. Lies." he asked hid chest hammering into different directions he did not know what to do. "It had to be done," she replied, voice steady, infuriatingly calm. "To protect you." Like why on earth was everyone at the very of saying they wanted to protect him, protect him from what exactly? Betrayal? be knitting or what exactly? He couldn't h