Vacaciones Con Mi Madrastra Capitulos Novels & Stories

After that argument, Gianna and Matteo fell into a cold war. He stopped visiting, and she refused to reach out first. Lately, in her dreams, she kept seeing a warm family that did not exist—doting parents with relatives gathered around them. This longing was like an addiction. It flared up during rainy nights in the city, gnawing at her bones and piercing her heart. Hence, despite Matteo's strict warnings, she found herself drawn once again to the gates of Orleen Estate.

I immediately tugged on Dad’s clothes, looked up, and said in a voice that was innocent yet firm, “Dad, they always show it on TV. When bad people get exposed, they secretly call their accomplices to run away. You have to watch Mom carefully. Don’t let her tip off that man who smells like perfume!” My voice wasn’t loud, but in the deathly quiet yard, it clearly reached everyone’s ears. Dad’s expression darkened completely. He snatched Mary’s phone and stuffed it into his own pocket, his voice icy to the bone. “Let’s move. We’re going to the station.” The group was “invited” into the police station. Waiting for the results felt endlessly long, every second stretched thin. Mary couldn’t sit st

Thankfully, Maya and Rachel came to give her company, making Viaan relax a bit. *Picked up, Maa. Going to the villa now. Will call you later in the night and please don't get upset, baby. By tomorrow, I'll execute our plan to bring you back to the villa.* Inserting a kissing emoji, he pressed the send button and walked to the driver's seat. "So how was your trip, Maa?" He asked with excitement, before zooming out of the place and driving back home. The mother-son duo talked about her trip till midnight before Viaan asked her to sleep, as she was tired.

Miranda stated smiling sweetly, her day was more fulfilled with the presence of Marcus. Except for Marcus' new dresses, Helga and Miranda's dresses are already taken to the car by one of the staff and another staff held onto Marcus's bag waiting to hand it over to him. "Marcus, I have to go, we are no longer staying in Coronado but Denver here. Just go home, I will call you, and ensure your line is on, I wouldn't like it if I call and you don't pick up," Miranda said to Marcus. "Fine, I will call you too, but, babe, why is your mum acting strange?" Marcus asked surprisingly.

I wanted to know what exactly happened between them that Vasquez rather stay here than enjoy his wedding Days with my mother. I lean my back against the wall outside of the door while keeping it slightly open. Taking out my phone from my Pajamas pocket, I opened it. " Oh! I don't have internet here. What is the Wifi password?" I wonder. " How did you know that I am here?" He asked Mom coldly. " Why are you talking like this? I asked your father and he told me about your private Villa. This Villa is more beautiful than the one I am staying in. What about I stay with you here?" she asked sitting on the bed.

Today wasn't for my dickhead, it was for my actual head. Madre was downstairs, already dressed for the occasion. Sofia is nowhere to be found. She was still mad at me. That, I'd sort out later. Surprisingly, Violet sprang out like a ghost, chasing after Birdie. Madre chuckled, enjoying the little girl's company. It was a subtle shade for me to man up. “We're ready, Madre.” “Hmm…” she smiled on seeing Elara show up beside me. Then in silence, she led the way.

“Thank goodness you’re here, Celeste. Oh my God, I’m going to miss you so much.” She pulled me up from the couch, but I immediately jerked my hand away. Miss me? “What is going on?” I asked. My gaze darted around. Oh, it better not be what I was thinking. My mom laughed. “We’re traveling. I’m going on vacation with my loving husband. I know you’ll miss me, but don’t worry, your brothers will take care of you.” “What?!” I barked. “You are going on what?” “A vacation…” she whispered, squinting her eyes as she said the word.

Zuri says standing a few meters away Fuck fuck fuck "Uhm Zuri please go into the lounge" I hesitantly say But she creeps up behind me and she faces Mahdia "Who you " Zuri asks her "I'm Mahdia and who are you" She looks between me and Zuri "I'm Zuri....the owner of this house now who the fuck are you" she snaps out of nowhere "I'm guessing Matt's now ex-girlfriend" Zuri slowly turns to me and I try to grab her but she removes my hands

I agreed because of another reason again -- for our safety. "Do not worry, we will be having a one-week vacation ONLY in there. You will not even notice that we will stay in there for a week because the view brings so much nostalgic. Believe me, cousin." I let Marixa knew that. She kept asking me what happened but at the end, she was already packing her things together. "Mom, I did not know what happened earlier to see Grandmother shaking in fear as if something bad happened to her." Kyra had just arrived in here. I even planned to talk with Mom but she's currently in another room, maybe because she was not ready yet to entertain anybody.

Taking a deep breath, I gazed into Mason's blue eyes as I explained, "They're my stepsisters. My father married their mother, Lady Rhea Dragomir, just a month ago and they moved in yesterday." I could see the wheels turning in his head as realization dawned on him. Mason's eyes widened as his mouth fell open. "You mean to tell me that those awful bitches are your stepsisters and their mother is your stepmother?" he reiterated in horror. I nodded sadly, feeling horrible for myself as well. But, I quickly became tired of the subject and just wanted to go about my day without thinking about my stepfamily for once.