Culpa Mía Libros Novels & Stories

Hello once again people i am here with my new book, if you haven't read my previous book , check it out and all the old books are completed., Second book - Greatest regret (it on soulmate) Third book- Rich jerk innocent bride.(it on billionaire man and poor girl setting) And this one on (Mafia) . enjoy

Little compassion for Bella, a young girl who has been singled out by her master and is known for cruelty. "Come quickly tell me alexa." urges Bella not to be patient. "Master Marco has ordered the owner of the cafe where you work to stop you, Bella, and that letter you're holding is proof that you are no longer working at the site." Big! Bella's heart beats wildly at the sound of alexa's explanation, not expecting Marco to get so far into his life. Assuming all this was the tail of his actions which led to the compensation for the damage he had done a few days ago, little remorse after knowing it would end up like now.

I won’t want someone else being punished for a crime that she did not commit. When I turned back to my office, Mia was glaring at me. Whatever happened between her and Emma was none of my business, and apparently, none of them wanted to say anything yet they kept throwing the heat in my face. It was hard enough seeing her in my house, and it was even harder seeing her with Mia. “Just know that Lily is guilty of whatever they say she’s guilty of,” Mia said under her breath. I heard her, but I won’t let that define me. I got into the office and went for my phone, calling my Beta. Craig picked on the second ring.

Carmilla and Mia sank into the plush cushions of the vintage couch. The air inside the house was calm, almost too calm, as if holding its breath around their conversation. "Thanks, Mia. You know it better than anyone," Carmilla said with a faint laugh, trying to mask the weariness in her voice. Mia smiled, but it didn’t last long. Her face quickly turned somber as she leaned forward, elbows resting on her knees. “Cam... I’m really sorry I didn’t make it to Julian’s burial,” she said quietly, her voice thick with guilt. “I feel awful. Life’s been a mess, and I— I just couldn’t make it work. But that’s no excuse.”

Carla choked back a sob, "because Angie was so perfect and when you both dotted on Angie and scolded me for not doing any better I felt worthless, I felt like I had to compete with Angie just for your appraisal and I wasn't smart like Angie, so I had to do it in the only way I knew how: being a popular bitch. I know it's not a good enough excuse, but that's what I thought I had to do. When Angie and I fought, I just had enough...I don't really know why I attacked her, but I did and after all this stuff happening with her mate, I had to convince myself that she was just doing it for attention, I had to convince myself to try and get rid of the perfect outlook I imagined she had and it killed

The night that…’ tears filled my eyes remembering the horror on my friend’s face when she saw Kevin taking advantage of what wasn’t his. ‘Your mom walked in on Kevin raping me.’ I squeezed Seraphina’s hand. ‘I’m so sorry honey, I fought like hell to save your mom, but she was just there are the wrong moment and time.’ Seraphina, being the angel that she was, wiped my tears away and cupped my cheeks. “It’s not your fault, Mia. You have no control over the actions of someone else. He made those decisions, not you.” I nodded my head as tears continued to stream down my face.

"But... he was healthy. The treatments, the progress... what happened?" "He relapsed," she whispered. "And they couldn't save him." Lucas felt the wind get knocked out of him. But before he could gather himself, Tania stood abruptly. Her voice, once hollow, was now a spear of rage. "It's her fault. All of it." "Whose fault?" "That good-for-nothing ex-wife of yours! Mia!" Lucas blinked, confused. "Tania, what are you talking about? How is Mia…" "I don’t have time to explain it to you!" she snapped. Her fists clenched. "Just give me everything. Every file, every record, every scrap of dirt you've collected on her over the years."

She took the iPad again and touched something. While we waited she etched forward in her seat and began to apologize for everything that had happened since I moved in with her. “I know the stress you are going through just because I couldn’t keep my mouth shut. I foolishly revealed everything you confided in me, just because I wanted to get back at a clown who isn’t worthy of your time, I mean, our time. I should have been quiet and classy as we agreed. I am sincerely sorry, best friend” Mia offered the most heart melting apology.

After they had done that, they left the room. Lucius stood and went to the first chair and sat down, crossing his legs. “Let’s go,” Eva said, and they walked to where the other two seats were and sat down. After they had settled down, Lucius began, “I heard you are the famous Mafia Queen, known for having the largest and most successful drug business?” he asked. “Yeah, I am,” Mia replied with confidence. “Then what are you doing here?” he asked. “My cover was blown when I was lying low before by one of my trusted associates. I was captured, and that’s where I met Eva. She offered to help me escape from the police if I could help her locate someone,” she explained.

“Heh...” Candice let out a cold laugh. “First of all, I don’t forgive you. I’ve already reported it to the police. Second, sorry to disappoint you—someone rescued me last night. The people you hired didn’t succeed. I’m not infected, and I’m not dying. But you—you’re going to prison.” “...!” Mia’s tearful act crumbled in an instant. Her guilt, remorse, and regret peeled away like flaking paint, revealing her dark, hideous true self.