Novel & Cerita Miriam X Mei

I wasn't surprised by this because this is the Fifth maid Elijah is assigning to me, according to him he wants to make sure I am comfortable. “Oh really, what's your name” I don't even know why I asked, at the end of the day he is still going to assign another one and I won't remember this particular one's name. “Mirabell, but you can call me Mimi” she replied almost immediately, there was something about her that kept reminding me about Aphrodite, I don't know if it was the way she replied but I feel like I would want to keep this one as my personal maid.

Meredith says, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth. I drop my binoculars and pull my mate to me. Cupping her chin, I tilt it up so she’s looking at me, gently pulling her lip free with my thumb. “No te preocupes, reina. Está a salvo.” (Don’t worry, queen. She’s safe.) I kiss the tip of her nose, trying to keep the mood light. Hakeem steps in from the other side, kissing the top of her head. “He’s right, Merry. Liam, Diego, Sandra, and Karamea are all there. And some of the warrior trainers. I promise you—she’s safe.”

Mahya said, waving her hand. Their apartment units were adjacent. It was not a good sign. Mahya calmed her racing heart. Hopefully, all her worries wouldn't be proven true. "See you later," Miriam kept talking. Mahya just smiled and inwardly shouted for her to disappear immediately. Mahya wanted to enter the house and meet Lara soon. She had to make sure Miriam returned to her own apartment unit. *** "Mahya! Just now...." "Yes. Doctor Miriam." "Do you know her?"

But he was still supposed to inform me that he was travelling. “Yeah,” I nodded. “I had a lot in my mind that I forgot. You know Kieran, he is always travelling.” She forced a smile and stretched out her hand to shake me. “I'm Mira,” she introduced. Mira? As in Mira, Kieran's secretary. The only woman who can look into Kieran's burning eyes and not get burnt. “Wow,” I said, taking her hand. “It's a pleasure to finally meet you.”

he said gruffly. I sat down, rubbing my sore wrist, my eyes narrowing as the door opened. And then I froze. Miriam. Shannon’s right-hand woman in crime. Elegant as ever, with that same calculating smile that never reached her eyes. She wore a long black coat and a veil hat, like someone attending a funeral. Well, maybe she was mine. “Miriam,” I said, my voice flat. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” She smiled faintly, sitting down across from me. “My, my. Ten days and you already look like you’ve been here for ten years.”

“He has a helipad. Even if he’s not thrilled with me, he wouldn’t deny mi padre’s request.” Rei’s car was parked on their driveway under overhead lights. As our car came closer, the front door to the house opened, and Rei came out with a woman. “I know her,” I said softly. “From the wedding.” “She is Em’s cousin, Mireya.” “Are she and Rei dating?” “No.” Aléjandro laughed. “She lives here.” I appreciated the reminder of the woman’s name as Mireya and Rei came to our vehicle. “Mia, hello again.” Mireya was petite and pretty with long dark hair and round brown eyes. I guessed her age to be somewhere in her early twenties. She spoke as we got out of the vehicle. “You’re headed out to the yacht.

The guilt etched across her face was impossible to miss. “No,” she said quickly, but the hesitation in her voice betrayed her. “Well… not exactly. But there’s something I’ve been keeping from you. For years, actually. And I don’t know if you’re ever going to forgive me for it.” Mia arched an eyebrow, her frustration mounting. “What are you talking about? Just spit it out already.” Mimi hesitated, chewing on her lower lip as though the words were too heavy to say. When she finally spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper. “Mia, my real name isn’t Mimi Gormes. It’s… Emilia De La Vega.”

Miriam ran to Luna and hugged her, and Luna smiled, hugging her back. "I am so excited," Miriam said. "Everything is just so perfect. You know, I came here earlier, but I had to go out because I received a call. But.... seriously this is amazing, we should toast to many more amazing parties and to each other too."

Mahira aunty said making us laugh. "Okay aunty don't worry! We'll bring her down with us. Anything else?" I asked. "Oh yes! I almost forgot. Thank you for reminding me Mia! There's a vermilion filled plate in the store room. Please bring that after helping Samaira!" Aunty said. I smiled and said,"Of course aunty! You don't need to say please."

Amara ushered her in moments later. “Good afternoon,” the woman said warmly as she stepped inside, extending her hand. “I’m Miriam.” She looked exactly how I imagined; calm, grounded, the kind of presence that didn’t demand attention but held it anyway. “Fiona,” I said, shaking her hand. “Thank you for coming.” “Of course,” she smiled. “And you must be Flavian.” He nodded. “Yes.” A beat. “I’ll admit, this is new territory for me.” Miriam’s smile didn’t falter.