Carta A Mi Sobrino Novels & Stories

I looked around to see who was around, when I confirmed I was alone, I took the note and opened it. I felt rage flow through me at the contents of the letter. “Hello Adrian, I must say your sister looks like a good snack. I hope you don't mind me taking a little now would you. I know you will understand. Xoxo. I squeezed the note in my fist, vibrating in anger. This has Cedric written all over it. That guy has a fucking death sentence but I would be more than happy to send him to his grave. Jane is mine and nobody touches what is mine and if Cedric wants to try me then he should be ready to face the heat.

ELYSIA. That rude man from the day before... He's Mr. Steele's son? His hazel orbs were on me lazily, and he had an indifferent expression. Should I say the universe is truly against my happiness in my mom's home? Why would this man of all people be my stepbrother? Slight annoyance was starting to boil in me. I suddenly realized Mr. Steele was waiting for my response with the same smile still on his lips. "Oh, hello-- Zane." I forced a smile.

My negative thoughts are interrupted by another voice. "My name is Gio and I'm your third oldest brother amore mio (my love) I promise I will protect you forever. I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you before but you're home now I promise everything will get better" he says with a deep tone but the way his eyes look at me I want to believe him. "Hi Luna, I'm your fourth oldest brother I'm so glad I get to meet you il mio bambina (my baby). I will protect you so please don't be scared or worried" he says with pleading eyes but I can't trust him or any of them for the matter.

I hugged him so tight. Michael stroked my back. “Hey. What’s going on?” “Sorry about that,” Carter joined in, walking into our living room. “Wow. Nice cozy home.” “You. You did this?” Michael accused. “No. He’s my boss,” I sobbed. “Then why is he sorry?” I pulled away from Michael to introduce them properly. “Michael, this is Carter Sebastian. Carter, this is Michael. My brother.” “So, he’s the younger brother,” Michael said, rolling his eyes.

I winced and then rubbed his head. "You'll be okay," I whispered then sat him aside and got down, getting his fish out and putting it on a plate for him. I handed it to him and smiled. "It'll be fine." "No it won't!" Toma told me and pushed the plate away. I frowned and sat it down on the counter by him. "Toma, you won't mind in a few years," I told him then tapped his nose. "I'll go find you a sibling tomorrow night. I'm sure I can find one.... I still know a few things."

He knows that it's just fine with me. "Whatever you call her, tine. I know you are respectable, kiddo." Dad patted me on my head. I just then sparingly smiled. "Hi! I'm back and here's my youngest son." Dad and I both looked at aunt Laura's direction. Oh goodness... I almost reacted but luckily I hold myself firmly. He looks so good! Wait... is it possible? "Meet my son, Joshua." I just gulped after I heard that. Confirmed! He's the one who's Ayen talking to!

“On the contrary, business is booming. But my reason for visiting is to ask if you’re hoping to part with Alpha Kinnead’s sword.” “You want to place it at the auction?” I ask, and he nods. “Then, by all mean, take the fucking thing.” “Thanks, little brother,” he says, calling me by that berating name again. “So now that my question is answered, it’s your turn. You never call for trivial things, so come clean.” I hate the way both Maxim and Bastien know me so well. The poker face I pride myself on gets shattered within seconds. Sighing, I lean forward and brace my elbows on my knees while cradling the glass. “That surrogate of mine turned out to be an illegitimate Cotroni heir.”

I snatch the paper from his hand and walk over to the nurse he pointed at. I pull her aside. "I told you not to give things like this to my younger brother." "The bills are piling up miss Carter." "And I promised to pay up!" I throw my hands in the air and run my hands through my hair. "I just need time." "Well you're running out of it. Now excuse me, I have to work." I press my lips together and bite down the threatening tears. I hand my brother some cash and leave. I punch in the password to Mr Alaric's house and walk in on him eating cake. I give a little bow and head to my room.

Abuelo replied. “What do you mean?” Abuelo pulls out one of the area maps and lays it on the table. He looks over at me struggling to get up and gives me his hand and smiles. “My great granddaughters giving you a hard time?” “They are living their best life inside of me.” I said flatly, making Abuelo laugh. “Don’t ever lose your wit, nieta. It’s entertaining as hell.” He said and then pointed to the map. “Okay, this whole territory is Blackstone.”