Culpa Mia Book 3 Novels & Stories

Chapter Seven— home alone ★maliya's pov★ The house was still empty when I got back. I carried my shopping bags upstairs and dumped them on the bed, too numb to put anything away properly. My phone buzzed again. Another text from Stephanie, this time with a link to the party and about fifteen emojis. I tossed the phone aside and lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. I'd given Micaiah exactly what he wanted. Two years of wondering, of questions, of unfinished business—I'd handed him the answers on a silver platter. And now he was done.

She growl letting out all her anger that she build up through the months of agonising pain he set her through. "It wasn't my fault..." He try to shift the blame, but again Mia was not having it. She wasn't having any of his words, he shouldn't even bother. "I know... Nothing is ever your fault.It was either the clients fault for thinking they are better than you which of course is the people you couldn't sign due to having a little self-respect or it was my mistake for not being convincing enough to have some sort of way to blackmail these fools, right?" She comes down forcefully connecting the metal bat with his knee caps and he yells out in pain again. How much he was able to take was real

Mia's POV "There is nothing wrong with what you are doing," Lila said, pacing back and forth across the small room like she was the one with a decision to make. "You just have to sleep with someone you do not know to save your mother. One night, Mia. That is all." She added. I sat on the edge of my bed, watching her pace, and said nothing because honestly, what was there to say? She made it sound so simple, like picking up an extra shift at the restaurant or selling an old textbook.

"She told me the truth. She said she saw it all." Elena's name echoed in my thoughts, stirring conflicting emotions within me. She had become a mysterious figure, someone who had a significant presence in the lives of those around me. But what was her true role in this web of secrets and revelations? I stormed out of the study, my mind filled with anger, confusion, and desperation. Mia's revelation weighed heavily on me, and I couldn't bear the thought of my daughter carrying the burden of guilt. Determined to find answers, I headed towards Elena's room, my heart pounding in my chest. As I entered her room, I found Elena sitting by the window, her expression contemplative and remorseful. Whe

“Enjoy the reunion? You think you belong here? You think you’re one of us? You’re nothing, Kayla. You were nothing then, and you’re nothing now. You just got lucky with that company of yours. But luck runs out, you know. Just like it did for Tyler. Just like it did for me.” She stepped forward, followed by the other three women, surrounding Kayla. Kayla’s heart pounded in her chest, but she didn’t back down. She remembered what she’d been through— the warehouse kidnappings, the bomb threats, the betrayals. She was stronger now. She knew how to defend herself. “What do you want, Mia?” Kayla asked, her voice firm. “What is this all about? Why do you still hate me? I never did anything to you.”

C said, her voice filled with concern. "I'm not a man-hater! Claudia Ceil Zamora, take back what you said, or I'll have you deported back to your country!" Mia yelled, her voice filled with anger. C.C just walked into the coffee shop, leaving Mia fuming behind. As Mia entered the coffee shop, she saw Onyx, Lena, and C.C waiting for her. "Hurry up, you A****n woman," Onyx said, his voice laced with sarcasm. Mia glared at him, then walked towards them.

I should have reported to the cops or the Triplets and then figured out how to stop Armani from facing a higher charge. Now, when I proved my innocence, he was going to face the wrath of the law. I was going to make sure of it. I was pissed. Duly so. “And that's about it.” Cassian finished. “Oh, and Mia is becoming more passionate about giving Chloe a sound beating. I suspect first blood but she doesn't look like one to choose that level of violence.” I cleared my throat, sitting up. “That aside, what do we do next?” I asked. “My fingerprints and knife were found at the scene. A scene that doesn't match my description. I look like a liar.”

I added quietly, “if Mia’s lying—if she faked this whole pregnancy thing with Richard’s help—I want her begin for her life. Not quietly.” Luke’s eyes darkened. “Slow or fast?” “Start with her dignity,” I said coldly. “Then go for the bones.” He gave a slight nod and left the room. I stood there in the silence, staring into the fire. Mia had poked the wrong man. And if Aurora was right… if that little firecracker had been telling the truth this whole time— Then I owe her something more dangerous than an apology. I owe her loyalty. The kind that comes written in blood.

she said between shallow breaths, “do you honestly think this is your fault?” Mimi’s eyes darted to the floor, her expression crumbling under Mia’s gaze. “Of course, it is,” she whispered, guilt lacing her tone. “I shouldn’t have left that day then he wouldn't have found us.” “Yeah, sure, it's your fault. Happy? Arguing with you over this is pointless, what has happened has happened. It is what it is.”

I glared at Mia. “I must get ready to this challenge!” Soon after, I started bawling in front of her. Even though I remember what I did, of course… I still feel guilty after what I did to that old woman. EL is crazy. This seems to be his way of revenge to me. @DEATH WISH Thank you so much... @Kimberly (Alpha King Checkmate) for dropping comments! PLEASE HAVE A POSITIVE REVIEW! Thank you for supporting my Novel! Also follow me at facebookPage: International_Pen Books