Culpa Mia 2 Book Novels & Stories

Maria's pov- I quickly pushed Carlos away, The feeling of guilt drowning me as I looked at the pained expression upon Lucien’s face. I had fucked up. I don’t even know how I was to explain myself. I was a mess of a woman who had no self-control. If I was someone who had believed in a greater power I would go as far as saying that I had sinned, Sinned bad enough to be shunned from the place of freedom after death.

I wasn’t sure of what to think of that because from the onset, the punishment was supposed to be a punishment, to make me feel immense fear and to understand that I could hurt her if I wanted to, but the fact that she slipped into subspace at the end threw me into a moment of confusion. Subspaces only occurred when the sub trustee the dom. The fact that Mia had slipped into subspace when she’s supposed to be reflecting from her punishment means that she trusted me to the extent of unconsciously letting herself go. Which made no sense to me because the fear had been stark in her eyes since the moment I rescued her because she knew damn well that she had broken my rule and had angered me.

The days passed in slow, torturous repetition. Mia drifted from window to bookshelf, eating what she could, never finishing a full meal. She circled that dragon-marked book again and again, glaring at it like it was personally responsible for everything that had happened to her. But the real culprit was still Axel.

MIA I closed the door before she could complete her statement. I rested my forehead on the door as more tears flowed while I sobbed. Old words and memories filled my head. * "Mia, your mother is a terrible mother," Julia said. * "Blanco and I sent money to your mother for college education and upkeep" * "This is all your fault, Mia! I curse your birth!" "Mom, no. Please." * I held my chest as my heart bled.

"If you ever hurt my mother, as long as l live, I will slice your facę and take revenge!" Frightened, Sophia staggered and stared at Miya open-mouthed. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth and had been brought up spoiled by her brother and father. No one ever dared to say no to her. Miya was the first person that ever challenged her. Just as she was to shout back at Miya, she noticed Xenon had

she caught his chin and turned his face towards hers, searching his tormented eyes for an answer. “I can’t sleep without you, mia Cara,” was all he said. Cara sighed, holding his hand in hers. “I’m sorry I overreacted, Marcus,” she said softly, looking down at their intertwined hands. “My dad suffered so much that it hurts every time I think of him. He was an accountant at a multinational firm in New York when he was falsely charged with theft and financial fraud. The scandal blew up to such dimensions that we had to flee and spend the rest of our lives in anonymity. He never found a decent job thereafter as they ruined him for life. We struggled to survive till both my parents died suspicio

CHAPTER 20: The Echo of Regret "My lady," Mia said softly, "you must be careful. You’re playing a dangerous game." Hana nodded, her tears falling freely now. She knew Mia was right. She had been reckless and had let her hatred for Jarrel blind her to the risks. And now, Mia was paying the price.

CHAPTER 72 ***NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL *** The library's hushed ambiance felt like a taut wire, barely containing the simmering tensions that crackled between them. Lila swept her gaze across the secluded study nook, taking stock of her unlikely crew bound together by shared trauma and a singular purpose. Mia radiated tightly-coiled fury, her lithe frame tensed like a spring awaiting release. Though defiant fire still burned in those dark eyes, the mottled bruises marring her skin served as a visceral reminder of the price they'd paid for resistance.

“No need! We are fine. Jerry, Jason, let’s go!” Mia curled up her lips and snorted disdainfully. “Hmph! Aren’t you ashamed coming out with that cripple of yours?” Hearing her words, the anger that I had been trying my best to suppress flared up. “Who are you calling a cripple?” Mia crossed her arms as she said disdainfully. “Oh, did I say something wrong? A kid that age is still riding in a pram. What else if she is not a cripple? Haha, this retribution. Even the heavens are punishing her for many misdeeds! Oh, wait, the punishment fell on her child. That’s some well-deserved retribution.”

Mia's words struck a nerve, hitting Maya's sore spot directly. Frustrated, Maya raised her hand. "Mia, who do you think you are, labeling me as a mistress? Just so you know, my brother is also in this hospital. I assure you, you'll regret making such accusations! "I've come across countless ill-mannered individuals like yourself. It's ironic how you and Aunt Patricia share the same despicable traits." Without hesitation, Mia firmly grasped Maya's hand and swiftly delivered a resounding slap in return.