Maia Reficco Ethnicity Novels & Stories

I can't help but wonder if I can trust this maid. As I walk to the desk, the young maid brings me breakfast. She appears to be a few years younger than me, with brown hair and deep chocolatey eyes. I can tell she's full Italian, unlike me, who's a half-blood. Despite her understated beauty, I can't help but feel out of place with my blonde hair and blue eyes. My looks are a stark contrast to those around me, given my mafia family's dark heritage.

Embarrassment flushed all over my face and down to my body. He looked at me and smiled. Why? He asked me. Why don't you want to eat with me? Why did you lie when you've had breakfast? Are you scared of me? Or are you scared of what might happen between us? With a firm tone, after I had collected my thoughts a bit, I answered him saying I was not scared of him I was only scared of the repercussions of things. I don't want to be seen as the maid who seduces her boss.

I didn't want to chat with someone I didn't know. She seemed Asian. She had the figure of a mestiza Filipina, about the same height as me, and like Paris, she had an elite aura, clearly someone from a privileged background. "By the way, I'm Mara." She extended her hand, waiting in the air as if she wanted to shake hands with me. "Hello, I'm Mikaela. Mikaela Corpuz." I took her hand, we shook hands, and both smiled at each other. "You're Filipina, right?" she said, looking at me. I was surprised by her statement.

‘Isn’t she Sue Reynolds? Maisie pursed her lips slightly. “I met Sue Reynolds while I was still living in Stoslo nine years ago. She is of mixed ethnicity from East Eurasia, her father is a Caucasian from Zlokova, and her mother came from Jakukari and is of oriental origin. She’s definitely a student who graduated from Turner Institute of Art and went through an internship in Luxella Inc. However, she doesn’t look like this.”

The woman was still focusing her eyes on the bowl full of delicious meat. Lucas answered with a shake, "Papa is of Italian descent, that's why your name is De Luca, which means Lucas' son in Italian, daddy only likes French food," explained his father. Elina nodded in understanding, the woman then turned to look at her father who was now raising a glass filled with clear liquid into the air. Elina also did the same thing, they pressed the glass gently so that it produced a small clinking sound. Elina immediately took a sip of the clear liquid that was now flowing into her throat, the smell of alcohol was clear, the woman almost choked. Elina thought the drink was just plain water.

Maybe because despite all that he could read the feelings in her eyes and even in her beautiful face. That's true. And he had to admit that for him Mia was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and met. Mia is a mestiza, her hair is straight and black with a length that reaches her waist. Mia's eyebrows are also dark and naturally lined. The kind that could easily be mistaken as drawn. She has long and curly eyelashes, and light brown round eyes. Her lips are naturally red, her nose is perfect. Mia is also tall with a slim body. But that is not noticed much because of her conservative way of clothing.

“It’s afternoon, Mama. Buenas tardes.” Josefina stood. She was as beautiful as I recalled, with big gold earrings, numerous gold bracelets, and wearing what appeared to be a long black coverup over a bathing suit. Mia on the other hand was reclined, looking uncomfortable as one could nearing her ninth month of a pregnancy. She waved. Rei walked us closer and spoke to his mother, “I know you’ve met Jasmine but not as my wife. This is Jasmine Roríguez.”

"I figured if you really like this boy, then we should impress him with your momma’s cooking from the start." I laughed and moved to sit down at one of the chairs around the dining room table. "Well, I'd offer to help, but-" "There is not enough room in here, Mija." My mother was half Hispanic, half Caucasian, but you couldn't tell it by looking at her. Long black hair and beautifully tanned skin mixed with her thick accent left people believing she was full-blooded Hispanic. Either way, I loved that I resembled her more than my dad. It made me feel special. Unique.

BMOM ➭ 101 ꕤ ꕤ ꕤ ARYM ZCHRYNNE “MaiMai” – “Cosmo Valteri Fontana.” Wow! That name screams masculinity. “Ohh… Is he mixed? He’s got that AFAM vibe.” I probed further. “Yeah. His dad is Italian.” I let out an “oh” at my husband’s reply. No wonder Cosmo’s got the looks. Too bad he’s into men.

D'Score Café… the place where Rose told Maia to come. Maia covered her beauty with a black mask. She also wore tight black rubber pants, matching her leather jacket. A hint of her dark undershirt was visible. Her loose hair accentuated her sexy and dark image. Everyone in Juan's mansion, including Mariana, was confused and stunned by the hostess's different appearance. It was striking because it wasn't Ruby's style. Of course, black is Maia Queen's style.