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She had only been able to get off them after she met Adrian. Mira groaned.......not Adrian again. She picked up her lip liner, and paused at a message notification from Rina. "Bitchhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" The message read, closely followed by a voice note. Mira smiled, it was probably just the usual "Rina Miller's episode". But then a link followed. Mira curiously set down the lip liner and picked up her phone. Her hand shook as she stared at the title on her screen.... "Mira Bennett's MOTHER speaks out". Her throat tightened as she clicked on it.

MIRA Lucius sat in the patch of moonlight that flooded in through the window while his thin, evil face broke into a smile when he saw me staring at him. Although he had grown a beard that made him look different, it still couldn't hide the ugly scar that ran across one cheek. "Hello, Mira," he said. “It’s been a while." “How?” I gasped, breathing heavily. How did he find me? I shuddered as anger slowly took the place of fear. I had done everything I could to be free of him. Now he was in my house, holding my son and me hostage.

Lena sat there, phone still pressed to her ear, her mind spinning. He who had no business interfering—had just warned her to back off. Mira wasn’t just lucky. She had powerful people behind her. And Lena? She was running out of allies. Her hands trembled as she set her phone down, her mind racing. “How did little Mira got in the corners of powerful men like micheal “

"Mira will enjoy this. She’s still pissed about the breakfast drama." I stood up and walked to the window. I looked out over the mountains, but all I could see was Iris’s face. I wasn't thinking about the warehouse or the money the Russos would lose. I was thinking about how to eradicate them. I let Iris go so she could see the truth. I was letting her see that the world she missed so much was the same world that just called her a whore on national TV. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [ MIRA’S POV ] I checked the clip on my Glock and slid it into the holster at my hip. A wicked grin spread across my face. Salvatore finally gave me something fun to do.

“I’m asking for basic.” Behind her, the lobby door opened and a gust of air moved through the hallway. And with it—more people. A camera crew. Not a big one. One handheld camera, one microphone, one producer with sharp eyes. The kind of crew that showed up when someone tipped them. My blood went ice-cold. The producer’s gaze locked on me. “Ma’am,” they called. “Are you Mira De Vera?” Jared moved between us without touching me, a wall built out of calm.

"She's wearing my title, sleeping in the house I was supposed to live in, being called my Luna by people who spent three years laughing at her with me. So yes, I'm angry. I think that's a fairly reasonable response to the situation." Mira finally turned, and even after everything, her face still gave me a slight chill. Not because it was frightening exactly, but because it was so perfectly, unnervingly still. No age lines, though everyone who knew her history understood she had to be ancient. Eyes the color of still water that reflected things you couldn't quite see behind you. "You want revenge," she said. "I want my life back." "Those aren't the same thing." "Close enough." Mira set down h

“This isn’t finished. Trixie thinks she’s untouchable now, sitting on her throne with her pups. But nothing stays safe forever.” Kira swallowed hard. “You would… go after them?” Mira’s smile was bitter, twisted. “Not yet. But the day will come. She took everything from me — respect, my place, my future. I’ll take something from her in return.” The wind howled through the ridge, carrying her words into the dark. Kira hugged herself, eyes darting nervously. She had no fire left to argue. She followed, because what else could she do? But Mira’s heart was already burning with plans.

She was with Jacob — the same man I caught her flirting with in front of Charlton mansion. But they looked so happy all throughout; they didn’t seem to have any fight, even until they stepped out of the restaurant. I was more confused: if they left the restaurant together, then how did Mira meet Rachel? How was it Mira who saved her and rushed her to the hospital instead of Jacob? “Can I see the outside footage?” I straightened and requested. “That would cost more money,” she said, her eyes shimmering with greed. “I’ll add an additional three hundred bucks.”

Right now, it also accurate to her situation because she is not the real Arrianne but she will deal with it when the time she needs to cross the bridge. The same goes with Mira, by looking at her expression, she knew that the woman has done something that maybe hiding in the back of her heart and feared for any exposure in the future. “It’s up to you. I’m just reminding you as my compensation. Ohh, if you ever want to confront her... I mean to asked her, I will give you the key word its ‘video’” “What video?” Mira asked. She went beside her and whisper. Mira suddenly had a wide eyed, turned paled and was not able to utter any word.

I thought everything had ended when I found out that Rafael was marrying someone but it turned out good. Mira had left New York and said she would start a new life in France and I can visit her whenever I can. Unfortunately she fell halfway in love with Basha with the time they spent. And since he’s given her enough money to last a lifetime, she doesn’t need help but I told her if she needed anything she should let me know. She is the reason why we found Basha without much struggle anyway. “Pretty is effort.” I corrected smiling down at them. Rafael turned his head toward me, his storm gray eyes meeting mine. The same eyes Isabella had and the same eyes that haunted me for many fucking years