Culpa Mia 2 Book Novels & Stories

He collapsed forward onto his hands. “Draven!” he choked. “Please! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” “Sorry?” I repeated. I turned to Mia. “And you?” She lifted her chin stubbornly despite the fear in her eyes. “I didn’t touch her,” she said. “Whatever happened is not my fault.” I grabbed her by the jaw. “You set this up.” She didn’t deny it. “You think she deserves you?” she spat. “She’s not good enough.”

Mia spent the next few days in a haze of guilt and unbearable desire. Every time her phone buzzed with Sophia’s messages asking why she was avoiding everyone, she felt a sharp stab of betrayal. How could she look her best friend in the eye after letting Sophia’s uncle fuck her senseless? Twice. Yet every night, when she closed her eyes, she remembered Damien’s thick cock stretching her, his rough hands gripping her hips, and the way he had growled filthy things in her ear while filling her with his cum. She was wet just thinking about it.

I will not allow that bitch to give birth to another demon seed… She grabbed her hand back from her uncle and ran to Mia… Mia stop right there… Before Mia could turn around she was hit with a very large object and it caused her to fall instantly and she jumped on top of her… Mia could feel the fists piercing her body with each blow… She did not try to protect the baby and she could feel the blood coming from her body… Mia could feel ever slap and kick she was throwing at her… The people were trying to stop her but that only made her more furious… Mia finally dozed off… Zari was busy crying and yelling for the man woman to get off his mother… The headmaster was so shocked he could not move an

Elena’s eyes had sold her out. “Are you going to keep up the lies, Elena?” Elena bit her lips and her shoulders slumped as she trembled all over. Maia took the book on the desk and tossed it at her feet. “Do you know who owned this book?” Maia saw that Elena was silent. So, she continued, “Celia loved this book the most. She used it as a diary. I want you to take a look at the two pages that fell out and feel the despair she experienced back then!”

“I want her begging before the end.” Mia chuckled. “Oh, don’t worry.” She turned back to me, tilting her head. “We’re just getting started.” Mia took her time, gripping one of the weapons Claudia had brought. A solid steel rod, heavy enough to break bone. She traced her fingers along the rod, her nails tapping against the surface like she had all the time in the world. Her eyes never left mine, dark and burning with a hate that had been festering for long. “I should kill you,” she murmured, her voice almost bored. “For what your husband did to my brother.”

My sentence wasn't even finished when Mia forcefully shoved my hand away. The unexpected force sent me stumbling backward. A gasp escaped my lips. For a moment, I nearly lost my balance and fell. Fortunately, Felix caught me before I hit the floor. The instant he steadied me, his face darkened with rage. He pointed furiously at Mia. "How dare you touch her?" Mia didn't even spare him a glance. Instead, her eyes remained fixed on me. Cold. Steady. Unshaken. "If I remember correctly," she said calmly, "I made it very clear that I would provide evidence proving you're guilty of everything I accused you of. And if my memory isn't failing me, I don't remember saying that I was backing out of the

Lilia then told herself, "She thinks she's won, but she has no idea what's coming for her. I'll make sure she pays for this. She's caused me nothing but trouble since the day she showed up." Her mind raced with thoughts of revenge as she plotted her next move. To Lilia, Sherly was the source of all her misfortunes, and she was determined to eliminate her once and for all. Sherly stepped out of her condo building, her mind preoccupied with thoughts of her impending meeting with George. She sent him a message telling him that she'd visit him in his office at their headquarters. Although most of the people in the Rui Lin Mafia do not know about her, she still wanted to go there. Besides, George

She would never have believed that Mia would be that wicked. "And you let us blame an innocent girl for years, Mia. You let us hate our sister so much," Camila squeaked, the sound of her tears filtering her remaining words. "You are so heartless, Mia. You deserve to rot in jail. And you two," she pointed at Sophia and Emma, for being her accomplices, I won't spare you, I swear."

It painted Carmelita in a less flattering light – not as the protective mother seeking justice, but as someone who had played games with people's emotions for her own entertainment. "You shouldn't blame yourself," Sarah insisted. "Lena is the one at fault here. She's the one who made the choices that led to this moment." But Carmelita was already shaking her head again, more vigorously this time. "No, I don't think so. I think I should be blamed too. Maybe not for everything, but for some of it." "Why, Mom?" Mia asked, leaning forward with concern written all over her face. Carmelita's expression grew heavy with guilt and regret. When she spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper.

I don't know what the hell is wrong with him, I don't know when he’s going to come to his senses, but I’m happy that things turned out this way. Look, I'm not a sadist. I am aggrieved by the fact that a life has been lost. A sister, a daughter, a friend has been lost to the cold hands of death, but I feel like she deserved it. Mia crafted a very heinous crime and pulled through with it. As if being a bad sister to Catania for the past eighteen years had not been enough, she went ahead to take advantage of the fact that Catania did not have an identifiable wolf by stealing her mate just because she wanted to become the next Luna.