Maisa Rodrigues Novels & Stories

Aguilar: “Miriam, how are you?” I asked, looking at one of the women who stood in front of me, representing her father. “I am honored that you admitted me here. I must admit, after hearing a lot about you, I did not expect you to do so,” she said, watching as I nodded at her to take a seat.

I went up to my room to change, a pair of clothes I'd bought at a thrift store so I could look for a job folded on top of the desk, ready to be put on, I put them on and ran downstairs, feeling more and more hopeful. Bob explained to me on the way about the company his daughter worked for, and this made me very excited. It was a very famous cosmetics company, Make-Pró. It was a new brand, about five years old, but it was highly promising, many bloggers were talking about it, and I had her entire collection of lipsticks in my purse, which was cowardly stolen as soon as we arrived at the house Bob had given us in the Bronx.

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.

Maria said waving at Valeria in a queen-like manner. "Que tenga un buen día señora. Goodbye." Valeria said and left the room. Meanwhile, Maria sighed and sipped a little bit of wine from her tumbler. Whenever she got depressed or angry, red wine was her drug to overcome those emotions. She hoped that Philip would not get in her way. He had the special ability to destroy her plans at the most unexpected time.

What the hell is wrong with me, I can't help but wonder at my reaction to the person who just entered. "Ah, Mr. Clearwater, how nice of you to join us today," Mr. Ramirez says as the intruder begins walking towards his seat. Instead of going to where he usually sits, I listen as his footsteps move in my direction, continuing towards me until he stops next to my desk. I hear what sounds like sniffing before he makes a deep, low noise—one that I've never heard from another person before. I'm almost positive that he growled, just before the word "Mate!" quietly hits my ears.

Maya said, puffing the invisible chest out. “What kindness is Miss Maya talking about?” Ashton asked. “Of you saving me!” Maya said. “Don’t worry, I can cook, I can clean. I can do practically everything so you won’t be at a loss if you marry me. Plus I don’t have a mate.” Maya said. “And where did you hear from that I’m the one who saved you?” Ashton asked. His eyes shone with a teasing light. “Ooh, it wasn’t you? I just had the feeling. Maybe my intuition is not right.”

Now that she saw him clearly, she froze. Carl Rodriguez—she’d seen him before. She knew his name mostly from a certain high-profile gossip. Mia, the famous heiress from a family with three generations of legacy—she’d been chasing this man for three whole years. Everyone in the upper-class social circle talked about it. Marah had tried to break into that world before, thinking it’d raise her status. But they’d shut her out completely. And this same Mia was obsessed with Carl Rodriguez. She only remembered who he was because Mr. Norman had once tried to introduce them. But back then, her heart was all tied up in Layson, so she wasn’t interested. After a few rejections, Mr. Norman stopped tryin

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.

Maia looked at him, puzzled. "Why did you insist on marrying me?" He thought there must be a reason. Maia fell silent. When Rosa was still alive, she was a legendary businesswoman in charge of Burgess Winery and Starlight Entertainment. For that reason, many men wanted to marry Maia. However, she only had eyes for Cedric and always followed him wherever he went. She always smiled at him even if he was highly annoyed with her. Before Maia could speak, Cedric added, "Don't tell me it's love, okay? We hardly knew each other back then."

the last part there draggers at Maya's heart but she still had to say it otherwise Roy won't agree to her. She sounds like a selfish bitch but isn't she that already? " You're right, won't enter his body for a few days but before the 14th day, I gotta take his body otherwise there won't be an Us, " he said pointing at Maya. " Whatever happens, I am with you, " Maya said as Roy placed a soft kiss on her lips; the coldness of his fingers made Maya hiss when he touched the red marks on her neck. She smiled painfully at him.