Maritza Esposito Novels & Stories

I'm going to leave you for Lucia. Mariana stopped moving, and her breath caught in her throat. The name rang in her head, a cruel reminder of everything she had tried to forget. Diego's ex-girlfriend, Lucia Torres, was the woman who had never really left his heart, even after they got married. Not only did she betray him, but it was her. The woman who had once broken up their love was back to finish the job.

“She's always been a pathetic little actress! She was a slave the last time I saw her—remember, Alec? Stealing at a store when we went on vacation on that island!" I felt a surge of cold fury, but before I could speak, Rita stepped forward, ignoring the bruise on her cheek. "You really don't know who you're speaking to, Mrs Kessington," Rita cut in, her voice ringing with protective disdain. "I didn't know you were so pressed by jealousy you don't know real from fake anymore. This is Mrs Moretti, and she is the COO of this company." Cierra's face went crimson. She grabbed Alec by the wrist, hauling him forward.

Another girl stepped outside, fixing her dress, and noticed Margarita. “Margarita?” This quiz of recognizing the name halted in her mind when she remembered Shanaya was the woman she had met at the barcode with Mateo, and Kayla was none other than Dr. Phoebe’s assistant in her clinic. “Kayla,” Margarita presented a thin smile. Kayla introduced her sister Shanaya. “We met before; you were that Italian guy’s business partner,” at least she didn’t forget that. “Mateo,” Margarita helped her to remember she was drooling over him that evening.

AZRAEL SARTORI ZAFIRA WILDER 30 5'8 Italy, Rome Independent Divorcee "Every moment without you is a temptation, every moment with you is pure surrender." ZAFIRA WILDER ... Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

Her hands were soft, but her grip was firm and confident, like any Alpha’s. “I’m Victoria Bia... Greco,” I corrected myself with a sigh that came out way too natural. “And this is my mother, Antonella Bianchi.” Mom nodded politely, but I knew that look, the distrust in it, as she sized up my mate’s “partner.” Mom sat beside the Matriarch, and honestly, I wanted to sit across from her, anywhere but wedged between Lorenzo and his little friend. “Don’t worry about the formalities, stay in your plac...”

Jones’ agent also responded: [Ms. Jones is and has never attacked Ms. D’Ore, intending to steal or destroy her person, career, or property. We’re saddened to admit that Ms. D’Ore has in fact destroyed Ms. Jones’s marriage, of which Ms. Jones has stayed silent until now. She auditioned, as did Ms. D’Ore. She did nothing extra to gain the part, and the cast agent selected Ms. Jones on her merits and talents, nothing more. Ms. Jones would like to congratulate Ms. D’Ore on her journey into motherhood and wishes her well.]

“For a long time now, I’ve been navigating a path filled with misunderstanding and hurt. I was once seen as just ‘the Omega,’ an unwanted burden in a world filled with expectations that I struggled to meet. But each day, the weight of those labels clouded my vision, obscuring who I truly am—I am an Alpha female. Yes, I have announced this before but I want to let the cat out from the bag by telling everyone how the moon goddess blessed me with a second mate” Gasps rippled through the cafeteria, a mixture of disbelief and intrigue sweeping over the crowd. I sank deeper into my seat, a spiral of emotions swirling within me—guilt, anger, regret. How had I been so blind to her worth? “The Moon G

She comments as she bites on her lower lip. “ Yeah, plus I love food.” I eat like there is no tomorrow. “ So where is Santino’s brother?” “ Oh Maximo, he is on a business trip. He will be back after three days I think.” She answers sounding unsure. I still don’t know who she is in this household.

Ngumiti ako pumalakpak nadin habang nakatingin kay Tita. After we settled down, Tita Marga spoke again. "And by the way, the reason why I invited you today is not only because it's my birthday, but I also wanted to introduce to you the fiance of Marckael Zaragosa, my eldest son..." Napa-awang ang labi ko sa sinabi ni Tita Marga. Natataranta kong binalingan ang pamilya ko. Mama looked at me worriedly. "Anak? What does she mean? Khael is your fiancee?"

Gia must have been behind all those bad comments. “Rosalia, Mateo’s sister, do you remember Mateo? Never mind,” he held the phone and urged his mother to focus on what he was going to say; “the point is that Rosalia told me, that Mateo told her, that your future wife works in a coffee shop in Manhattan. Which, let me tell you, is...”