Down And Dirty Mari Carr Novels & Stories

I whispered. “I know, running away is her specialty, when things don’t go well, she eats spicy food and makes a run for it, why do you think she has long legs?” Maria let out a mocking laugh. Ah… that was .. sassy as fuck…. But also very mean because now Cara is at the door, not moving, fist clenched. She is turning, angry, glaring at Maria. Cara stepped closer and closer and she hit Maria’s head. Maria got up and slipped the wine in her hands over Cara’s face.

she needs to do something because she has her husband and son and even her daughter already in her fingers like a witch that she is. Maria stare at the blue ocean deep in thought when she heard some one calling her. "Aunty maria" Caroline went close to maria and call her since she've been calling but she was lost in thought. "Caroline" maria quickly clean the drop of tears in her eyes and smile at her. "Are you OK aunty?" Caroline remove her shoe as she stand close to maria. "I'm not fine Caroline. Damien decided go take a witch as his wife" maria said as she stare back at the river.

Ariella calmly responded. “Hell, no! You’ll tell me now.” Mariam walked past Ariella, who thought that she was heading for the entrance of the restaurant and turned to follow her, only that Mariam wasn’t. She threw herself in the cat and hugged it as she screamed once more, “This is my fucking dream car! I’ve always wanted to buy it, but it’s too fucking expensive and now my beloved friend just rode in it to meet me for lunch. I’m so fucking jealous, ahhhhh!”

Rosy asked " that was why I said our ways are new to you" Maria answered grinning " now I get why Madison do call you a phsyco, you really are one" Rosy said sheepishly Maria grinned widened" yeah, am gonna take that as a compliment " she said as she walk away living Rosy behind " hey!! phsyco wait up!!" Rosy whispered yelled through the crowd as she rush forward trying to keep up with Maria. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rosy got outside were Maria was waiting for her in front of a carriage. she put her hands on her knee taking deep breaths " damn!! girl you walk like a cheetah"she said still catching her breath

😏 She turned to go. From afar— Aarth smiled— “My devil doll…” ❤️🔥 🚗 Interruption Suddenly— Someone lifted her. She looked— Daniel Blackwood. 😳 “Mr. Blackwood… is there a day you don’t annoy me?” 😡 He smirked— “If I don’t trouble my future wife… then who should I, my love?” 😈 Without waiting— He carried her to the car. 🚗💨 😤 Outside College Nisha snapped at Garv—

Maria appeared at the top of the stairs. She was covered in dust, her hair a chaotic mess, her dress torn. She looked nothing like the polished socialite Vincenzo had tried to mold. She looked like a survivor. She held up the drive. “The ledger,” she said, her voice echoing through the ruined foyer. Marcus stood up, a grin spreading across his face. “Now that,” he said, “is a weapon of mass destruction.” I looked at Maria, and then at the shadow of Catrina emerging from the service hall behind her. The Two Marias were gone. The De La Fonte sisters were home. And God help anyone who stood in their way now.

Miranda, on the other hand, slapped the maid beside her and asked for new food when Mariano butted it. “Just put some salt into that. We can’t waste any food, Miranda.” Mariano said. Miranda, as a loyal and obedient wife, frowned but didn’t say anything else as she knew why they needed to save resources. Their moods weren’t very pleasant since earlier anyways. The truth is, Miranda’s food isn’t that Bland for her to make a scene. She just needed someone to release her anger. But it seems that her husband isn’t up for brutal scenes and violent remarks since if there is one person who has the foulest mood, it’s Mariano.

Sumire was stoned in her place. "Who is she?" Sumire asked and gave the pretty woman standing next to her man a scrutinizing look. She was dressed in yellow and with a yellow hairband on her head matching her long curly hair. She had a slender body and looks. The woman turned to him and smiled sweetly. "I'm Charlotte De Mavius, Mort's fiancee." The woman replied and reached for her hand but quickly withdrew when Sumire did not accept her hands for a shake instead she looked at Mort in the eyes, asking for an explanation.

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“Alright, I understand. It was a pleasure doin’ business wit’ ‘cha. Now, go and enjoy the party.” He nodded at him, turned on his heels, and left the room. He was escorted by one of the goons into the party. He also showed him where Carmella and Carolina were. Carolina was drinking champagne in a crowd of men. All gangsters or sons of gangsters. She was innocently sipping champagne and dancing and smiling. They were all looking at her like a pack of hungry wolves looked at fresh meat. He quickly made his way through the crowd to where she was.