Maritza Esposito Novels & Stories

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

I can’t decide if I should make him breakfast, an extra-large coffee, or six shots of vodka, as he looks really exhausted like a tired pigeon. Ryan nods without giving me any attention while his hands' movement increases. He looks like Flash working with papers in a government bank. I leave him to do his work and walk towards my table. *Tring* "Hello?" I speak as I get seated in my chair. "Ethan! Hi, this is Rita. How are you?" A flirtatious, girlish voice comes from the phone. This bitch.

- Dimitri Looking into Maria Esposito’s face felt like a double-edged sword. It offered me the chance to analyze her expression and figure her moves out before she could make them. As much as I didn’t want to admit it, I also didn’t mind staring into those hazel eyes.

Mariah sarcastically laughed. Liana had memorized the Veronezi family tree when Maite Veronezi first appeared on the scene. The Veronezi family had three daughters; the eldest was Mariah Veronezi, followed by Kaya Veronezi, and finally Maite Veronezi. She had already met Maite Veronezi and Kaya Veronezi, so this woman before her must be Mariah Veronezi.

He greets her casually, never letting go of my hand. “Hello, Maritza! Nice to see you again. Let me introduce you to my wife, Lilibeth Domínguez, soon to be Carluccio.” He then turns to me: “And she is Miss Maritza Salvatore, the daughter of one of my partners.” I do not smile at all, as I dislike hypocrisy, especially from this arrogant woman. She only responds with a vague hello, and we move on, but I can feel her eyes on us the entire time.

I am about to ask how they know each other and why he asks her if she is good but then I remember something. “Oh, my bad. I'm so sorry, I forgot to introduce you to Mariquita. She is Matteo’s cousin and Adrian’s younger sister. You might know her”. I take a sip of my smoothie and watch him as he looks at Mariquita. His gaze lingers on her for a moment and then he averts his eyes. “Yeah, I know her”. There is an awkward silence between them and Mariquita doesn't make any attempt to break it.

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

Is this what Lilliana meant? If I couldn't escape this fate, perhaps I could use it. Turn Rafael's own game against him. After all, I was Dante Moreau's daughter. And if there was one thing I inherited from him, it was the ability to survive. Three days to prepare. Three days to plan. And then, I would show Rafael DeLuca exactly who he was marrying.

Without wasting time, she walked out of the department and headed for Valeria's office. "Please take a seat," Maria said with a forced smile on her face. "And what do I call you Ma'am?" She asked. "Dana," Dana replied, "Dana Hamilton and I heard that you are Maria Cruz, the wife of late Manuel Cruz." "Yes I am, it's nice to meet you." It was clear that Dana didn't recognize her and for some reason, it annoyed Maria. "So what do I owe this visit?" Maria asked. "I just came from Italy and after hearing the devastating news about your company, I decided it was best to see for myself and decide whether I could be of help." Dana said with all seriousness, it was almost as if she was pleading.

Indeed she appeared beautiful. Matteo caught up to them and interrupted. Stacy turned to him as Jason watched him with a quizzical look. Why is he dressed like that? I thought he was a cleaner. Stacy turned to observe Jason's countenance. He stared at Matteo with annoyance evident on his face. Stacy cleared her throat and introduced them again. "Jason! This is Mr. Matteo Esposito" "Matteo! This is the CEO of Xeparando company, Mr Derrick Jason." She let out a smile while Jason kept studying her.