Maria's Sister West Side Story Novels & Stories

He turned and left the room, leaving Maria standing there, her fists clenched in frustration. --- Later that evening, Diego met Maria in a secluded café, his face shadowed by the dim lighting. Maria leaned forward, her voice low but urgent. “She’s planning something bigger, isn’t she?” Maria asked, her eyes darting around to ensure no one was listening. Diego hesitated, his loyalty to Amelia battling with the lingering resentment in his heart. He had spent years loving her, standing by her side, only to watch her fall for someone else. And now, Maria offered him a chance to tip the scales in his favor.

"Maria, you mentioned someone who could help me. What's their name?" Maria hesitated before responding, "The person who can help you is Beta Mason." A frown creased my forehead, and disappointment filled my voice. "Beta Mason? Are you sure about this, Maria? I don't know if I can trust him." Maria sighed, her expression conflicted. "Maya, he's the only one I know who might be able to assist you. You'll have to trust me on this." I bit my lip, unsure of how to proceed. "I appreciate your help, Maria, but Beta Mason is known for his shady dealings. I don't want to get involved with someone like that."

I heard Sabrina go silent as her brain registered the pieces. “You understand now. Maria Bell is Maria Belgrave, your half-sister. God, Sabrina she’s not trying hard to hide from you and succeeding. She has worked more than you. You're performing well as a bitter and jealous failure. Another reason I don’t want you around. Your image is off.” Despite her torment, I want to retaliate for what she did with Jacqueline. It would mean nothing coming from Maria, as she meant nothing to her. She worked to reconcile the families for this outcome. To me, it’s her sole accomplishment. Even if it meant she was always trying to get in my pants.

"I decided to come back, Where's Isabella?" "Signora Isabella, she went to visit her sister in Brooklyn. Very sudden trip. She will not be back until tomorrow evening." I stared at Maria, trying to process this information. Isabella never made sudden trips anywhere, especially not when she was so focused on my supposed pregnancy. "That's... unexpected," I said. Maria's weathered hands continued stirring the soup. "Sometimes families need time apart, yes? Sometimes coincidences happen at just the right moment." "Maria, did you..."

“I think I just had a social stroke.” Sienna was still staring at me. “Fiona. Your sister Fiona.” “Mm-hm.” “Is engaged to Zachary de Sanctis.” “Unfortunately, not a Zachary who works at a gym and has bad tattoos.” Arianna covered her mouth with two fingers. Her nails were dark red. Very beautiful for someone whose soul was currently leaving her body. Sienna placed the back of her hand on the table, then pulled it back again. Like she needed to touch something, but the table was too real.

“I’m Maria. I was at the facility outside Tacoma, you helped me get back to my family after the raid.” Cassia rushed forward, pulling her into the house. “Maria, what are you doing here? Are you okay?" Maria shook her head, tears streaming down her face. “He found me,” she said. “Diego. He said if I didn’t do what he asked, he’d find my sister . He wants me plant something in the shelter.” “Plant what?” Lucian asked, his voice sharp.

"They know how witches work, so don't think that you can intimidate them." The woman – Maria – stood up straight and spoke again, "I was just joking." Her voice was so clear and melodious. It had taken her all her strength to sound like an old hag. "I am Maria, and this is my sister Melinda." Maria told them. "We live with one more of our sisters. Rowena. But I have no idea where she is." Maria looked up at the sky and scanned the place. "No sight of her." Melinda sighed. "Our sister Rowena is a bit rebellious. She took her broom and flew out early morning and hasn't returned yet. And we cannot help you guys with what you have come for without her."

“I don’t believe you.” “Who was the culprit, Marco?” “Mariam,” I said, my hands trailing down her body. “Did he touch you like I used to?” She didn’t flinch, eyes locked on mine. “Even better.” Her tone was low and mocking. “Where is she?” “Dungeon,” I answered, my fingers pressing against her pussy through her jeans. “Turns out she was Alessandro’s sister.” “I want to see her.” “When we are done with this conversation,” I said, my voice husky.

She jumped over the strange entrance pavement below a red and white sunshade; whatever gravel had been laid beneath. “Here.” Maria placed the 70 centavos on the ledge of the counter and left speedily before Celeste could blurt and quip her philosophy. “Mahr-!” blurted Adrian’s wife when she turned around by the drawer, she had accepted her youngest sister’s apology but Maria took off before Celeste had a glimpse at her for a moment and had gone already before she had opened her mouth and her voice just trailed off to say, "I forgive you but beauty does not lose sense and a man obtains her." Nicola, her shop attendant, had been at the back door arranging and stacking wines and cheeses.

My pussy spasms around nothing, gushing wetness over her fingers as wave after wave rips through me. My eyes fly open in panic. Four faces are staring back at me from the aisle. Sister Elena, Lucia, and Rosa have all turned around. Their eyes gleam with hunger in the flickering light. Maria keeps her fingers buried inside me, still slowly stroking as I twitch and leak. “Looks like our little virgin decided to join the party,” Elena says softly, a cruel smile spreading across her face. “And she came so prettily for us.” They rise together, moving silently down the aisle like predators. Maria finally pulls her hand free and brings her glistening fingers to my lips.