My Cousin Maria Schneider Novels & Stories

Chapter 48 “Grandmother Rossi, I would like for you to meet my new friend, Lucian Alexander.” Maria knelt in front of a very old, very wrinkled woman. “He is from New York and is a lawyer.” Maria spoke loudly so Lucian figured she must be slightly deaf. Lucian took his cue from Maria and knelt slightly in front of the grandmother. He did not raise his voice when he spoke; Maria’s grandmother looked at him sharply and with appreciation.

“You know what? You’re not wrong. If I didn’t know better, I’d swear they were related.” Maria lowered her voice a little. “Do you think the Chairman might… I don’t know… choose her as his mate?” Cecil’s eyes popped wide, then sparkled with mischief. “Oh. My. Goddess. Maria, I like you. You and I? Same wavelength!” The two of them locked arms like co-conspirators. “I mean, just look at them—Aria, Mason, and Nina. It’s like watching a picture-perfect family in the making. And clearly, Mason and Nina both adore her,” Maria added with a hopeful grin.

My cousin had been pretending to be mentally disabled and freeloading at my house for five years. He scared off two of my ex-girlfriends and drained my parents’ retirement savings. This time, he set his sights on my cunning girlfriend, who was a company president, and sneaked into the guest room. He ended up pinned to the floor by her. My mother rushed in and slapped me. “He cannot help the way he is, but what is your excuse? Couldn’t you just let it go?” My girlfriend remained perfectly calm. She pulled up three months of security footage and said in a flat tone, “You might want to save your outrage until you see what your precious boy’s been doing every night.”

That's according to my hatred for her, though. The truth is, Maria is a beautiful woman with a fair complexion. With a few touches, she would be the most beautiful model goddess that this nation has ever had. She has been perfectly aware of her alluring beauty from an early age, and she lost no chance in taking advantage of that to tame men. She has screwed dozens, and it's too unfortunate that one of them had to be Andy. Screw this bitch! "Take it easy now, dearest cousin! Actually, I really don't give a damn. But just some friendly advice. Things are never sweet. A little bitterness won't kill either. You should try and make adjustments, just in case."

In fact, she seemed to spend a little time teasing her clit in front of the others. “Chita, squeeze the oranges for our guests.” Then to Brad and Kim she said, “This is my daughter, Conchita. As you may have gathered, I often call her Chita.” “But...” Kim stammered. She could say no more. “It’s what happens when you’re raped at 11 and give birth at 12. And that’s the reason for the difference in our coloring. My rapist was an Anglo, I’m pretty sure.” Maria had dark hair and brown eyes along with an utterly incredible figure. She was about five feet six, while her daughter was taller by an inch or more.

Nancy nodded and walked out. I didn’t know what she said to Mom, but the harassing phone calls became much less frequent. Not long after, things suddenly took a turn. That day, I was negotiating prices with a supplier when Nancy suddenly sent me a link. Along with it, she wrote, [Your cousin is trending online.] I clicked on it and saw that a gossip account had posted. The headline was dramatic. [Influencer Moves Into Relative’s Home, Steals Everything From Cousin While Pretending To Be Pitiful]

She didn't really see the resemblance between them, and she wondered how possible it was for Audrey to have had a sister who seemed a bit older when she vividly remembered that her mother was chased out of the Pack with her as an only child. "Oh, sorry for being rude, I'm Maria, Audrey's cousin," Maria said to Ms. Bridget. She decided to speak freely to the lady since she already called Audrey by her name, and Audrey confidently bringing her here shows how close they'll trust these people. Even though the girl in the corner hadn't said anything to her, she knew she was harmless, she felt it. "Ah, that explains it, what brings you here? You know you've just risked your life by doing so, right

Maria opened her lips and spat, ice-cold, "Get out." Catelyn gritted her teeth, embarrassed and at a loss. Finally, she scoffed and pulled her hand back. "Just wait. You'll soon stop being Richard's wife! When that day comes, you'll be at my mercy!" She turned and left, her face showing anticipation of something happening soon. The room fell quiet. Zack looked back at Maria's cold face, feeling uneasy. "How did you manage to survive seven years in the Shaw family?" Maria smiled calmly. "My love for Richard."

"If you want to call me shrink, that's fine. You know what I like. I like hiking. It's the best place on earth. I find staying in a tent helps me get away from the world. Do you see that picture on the wall? It's the last photo of my sister and me camping together. Even though she's gone, I still go camping on her birthday. Enough about me. Do you have any special hobbies?" I look at Maria. She is different. The other shrinks interviewed me. Maria is vulnerable. She didn't have to tell me her sister died. That's a heavy topic. "I'm sorry for your loss. And I'm sorry I called you shrink, Maria." "Not to worry. What do you like to do?" "Horseback ride. I have a horse named Carmel. We ride for

The menace dropped into the chair between Alpha Marius and I, flashing that same infuriating smirk as if the world existed solely for his amusement. His curls were slightly tousled, his sleeves rolled up like he had something better to do than attend dinner. Maybe he did. Like ruin my day, for instance. Thessaly caught my attention “Rowan,” she said with a little grin, “I want you to meet my favorite cousin,well, don’t tell the others. This is Cassian.”