Culpa Mia Book 3 Novels & Stories

“Not only that, but she stole a few of your files from your office when she took the contract and handed them to her scheming father, who tried to steal those extensive projects from the Castellanos Industries.” This was a fucking disaster. Everything my father had built, and I had tried my best to hold on to, she had tried to ruin it. This was my fault that she had been let inside my protective boundaries. Our simple fucking sessions had given her an impression that she meant something more. Mariella meant something more, something promising. Not her. “But you’d be happy to know that he’s facing bankruptcy now and the projects are back to us.” I exhaled. “And Irana’s dead. I killed her.”

Carl looked at her wondering if she could remember what she told him the night before but clearly Mia only said it out if exhaustion because he knew that if she remembers, she won't be able to look at him like she is currently doing Carl looked at her for a few seconds before facing his food back, Mia does the same and an intense silence filled the dining, The only people who were feeling it were Carl, Mia and the maids around who stared at them like something was wrong but as For Liam, He was only making a Mess of his food everytime he fails to scoop it with his baby spoon Carl stood up and walks out immediately, Mia let out a sigh she didn't know she was holding, She looks to Liam Only so

Mia said in a voice that sounded like she was recalling an old story: “Yes, but I have enough cruelty, enough cruelty, enough tricks to take revenge. Living a life of integrity like my stepfather, treating everyone as gentle as my mother, I would probably be killed by him by now.” Chairman: "So now you want me to give you two lives?" Mia raised three fingers: “Three lives, there is a younger brother still in my mother's womb. President Smith, I announce that not only will you pay the price for three lives, but you must also be held accountable for all of your life for all the sins you have committed. When my parents died, you still couldn't find the document you informed about the drug or dr

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’s perfect. Thank you, Ana. He’s already spoiled, and he’s not even here yet." Julia chuckled, sipping her tea. "Spoiled is an understatement. Wait until Christian sees all of this—he’ll probably add a whole wardrobe by the end of the week." The three women shared a lighthearted moment, the bond between them strong and full of love. Mia took another sip of her tea, savoring the calmness of the afternoon, but then suddenly, a sharp pain pierced through her abdomen. The teacup slipped from her fingers, shattering on the stone ground as she clutched her stomach, a choked gasp escaping her lips.

someone shouted. Their words cut deep, my heart pounding as guilt and panic consumed me. Mia and I shared the same gift—we could heal others but never ourselves. And now, she was dying because of me. ********** Five minutes before the accident: Mia leaned against my bed, a sly smile playing on her lips as she waved the pregnancy test results I hadn’t even opened. “Well, well,” she drawled, her eyes gleaming. “Zara’s little secret?” I froze in the doorway, panic rising as my wolf stirred restlessly. “Mia,” I said, stepping forward, forcing calm into my voice. “Give it to me. Now.”

said Maria, wiping her eyes. “Please don’t leave, Maria. Can you give me Cara’s phone number? I want to apologize to her on behalf of everyone. The jewelry has been found. It was with Lucas all this while. Sienna had gifted the dresses to Cara. How could they accuse her without checking?” said Marcus angrily. “She doesn’t have a phone,” said Maria, wiping her tears. “She went away without even taking her pay. She needed the money to buy food for her siblings,” said Maria, wiping more tears away. Marcus looked pained and hurt hearing Maria’s words.

But no guns' he bargained. Mia fired her gun aiming at his head without thinking. It missed his head by half an inch, and he banged the door closed. 'That bitch is as crazy as her father and brother ' he cursed from outside. Mia is brought back to the present when she felt her thigh being scalding. "Ouch" she hissed and realised that she dropped the coffee on her thigh. "Mia" Luca rushed towards her with a napkin. She took the napkin from her father and wiped her legs.

“And if us having sex unprotected, is all to show you how much I want you, then I would” “So what’s stopping you, Nia?” Followed his response. “You’re not telling me something, are you?” “What wouldn’t I be telling you?” I let out. “Dammit, Nia!” That thunderous voice had brought a jolt to me, figure flinching, while I took a step back. For a moment, I caught his gaze soften the moment he realized how much his words had struck me, but in a second, that fury returned. “We’ve copulated countless times, bare. Why did you choose now to turn away?!” His voice was much mellow this time, with his form soon tearing off the seat.

Then, she stood up. The chair screeched against the floor, a jagged sound that cut through the polite murmur of the bookstore. She didn't say a word to me. She didn't look back. She just turned and ran toward the back of the room, her movements frantic. I swear I saw tears in her eyes. "Eliora?" I murmured, the name escaping before I could stop it. "Oh, let her go, Kian," Mia said, her voice full of fake sympathy as she tightened her grip on my arm. "Writers are so temperamental. She probably just needs to fix her makeup or something"