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Rise, Mafía Heirs The vampire's request
“I accept.” Naya said decisively. Adam remained in his seat, while Maxwell walked Naya to the car, thoughtful and worried about his brother. He opened the door for Naya and arched his eyebrow sarcastically, but she pretended not to notice his allusion to ancient times and got into the car. On the way, they both remained silent. After a few minutes, Maxwell asked with a serious look on his face. “Do you want to stay at the company or at home?” “I want you to stop the car a few blocks before my house. If Dad sees you, he'll kill you.” Maxwell smiled. “Would he know how to do that?” “It doesn't matter. He'd try, and... You must feel pain, right?” “Why don't you try to find out, Naya?” She looked ahead thoughtfully. “I know it's a precocious feeling, but... I don't want to hurt someone who's important to my ex-fiancé.” Maxwell nodded, and parked the car. Naya looked inquiringly at him. “It's still about fifteen minutes before I get anywhere near where I was ta
Rise, Mafía Heirs Lunch
Naya looked at the wide variety of food on the table, with no appetite. It was embarrassing to be in the same place with two people who could talk about her without her hearing them. She helped herself to a salad and began to eat, trying to ignore the smile on Maxwell's lips and Adam's cold stare as they stared at each other. “I hope you know that although some people think we're dogs, I don't like bones.” Adam said with an amused look on his face. Naya looked at him in surprise. She hadn't expected them to talk to her during lunch. They seemed happy to carry on a telepathic dialog where they excluded her with total discourtesy. “I don't understand...” Adam pointed to the salad on her plate with his chin. “You eat better than that, right?” Naya frowned. “My brother wants to know if you have problems increasing your weight, Luna. He doesn't like women who are too thin. He likes women with well-defined bodies, but with curves.” Maxwell said, with amusement in his voice.
Rise, Mafía Heirs Drawn to the enemy
Inside the car, Maxwell drove in thoughtful silence. Naya thought about letting him ramble on, but she was too anxious. “What does he expect me to buy?” Maxwell looked at her, as if only at that moment did he realize that he wasn't alone. “What do you want to wear to your wedding?” Naya frowned. “I'm getting married in the Lunas' dress. He's a werewolf, he should know that this dress doesn't tear or age, and can only be worn by the Lunas.” “I hope you plan to wash it. Adam hates the smell of mothballs.” Naya's face turned red. “If that's what he wanted me to buy...” “I imagine you must have clothes... Intimate, better and more... Current than that dress you're wearing.” “Oh!” Naya felt her face burn even more with embarrassment. He was talking to her about sexy nightgowns. That was embarrassing. “My mom made my trousseau.” “Oh my God! Are you going to wear clothes like this dress, which was probably your mother's choice, on your wedding night? Better not wear
Rise, Mafía Heirs The best way to love
Naya looked at Maxwell puzzled. It didn't matter what she said. All she could think about was the pleasant warmth of Maxwell's hands holding her waist, and his perfume. She wanted to kiss him. But she couldn't. She knew that Maxwell's wife felt the same way about him. And she intended to make their marriage work, and prevent the vision she had just had of their children from coming true. Naya started walking, and this time Maxwell followed her at a distance, but she knew that wouldn't stop him from being by her side to support her if she stumbled, in less than a second. Maxwell stopped the car in front of the company building, and turning around, opened the door for Naya and helped her down. Then he held out the key to her. Naya looked at him inquiringly. “My wedding present.” He said, and as soon as she had taken the keys, he walked off in the opposite direction. Naya took a deep breath. It wasn't the farewell she had expected. But this was how it had to be. She though
Rise, Mafía Heirs The islands of the supernatural
Naya smiled. “Engagement dinner?” She asked, knowing that it was perhaps the most expensive restaurant in Alaska. “Yes.” “How did my father take the news of our hasty wedding?” “He accepted it without reservation.” “I imagine he can't be too unhappy to know that he won't be seeing me every day anymore.” Adam looked at her sharply. “Why do you think that about your father?” “He's not my real father, and he's always raised me as if I were...” “...a precious jewel?” Adam interrupted her, his voice as sharp and cold as his gaze. “He was the best father he knew how to be. And yes, Naya. He is your father. The man who was responsible for your generation is nothing. His participation was minimal. You have no other father.” Adam said and stood up. “A driver will take you to a hotel room I've booked so you can change for dinner.” Adam said and left. ... Anna arrived in Avallon and was greeted by the decay of the place. Her father, Henry, had to wear a protective mas
Rise, Mafía Heirs Usurper?
Anna frowned. “I think that's almost impossible.” “Yes. For a transformed human, it's impossible. But you're a Bruma. You're strong and after what you'll learn here, you'll know how to suppress the vampire inside you, and when you do it for the first time, you'll no longer have their privileged speed, sight and hearing. Those things will disappear, along with the thirst for blood.” “I'll be stronger being a Bruma and a vampire.” “Yes. But you shouldn't. We were slow to accept that there would be a change in the world of the supernatural. A progression. We didn't accept it, because we didn't want to. We were comfortable the way we were, but the other supernaturals evolved, and our stubbornness almost drove us to extinction. We need to match each other in strength, not in essence. In any case, from your womb will be born a creature that no one has ever seen before. But don't dwell on these things. Life will go on as normal for many years before significant changes take place.”
Rise, Mafía Heirs The brother
“What are you doing here?” “She's my wife.” Vicenzo said, hugging her around the waist. Anna shook her head. “But... Everyone believes that you're in love with Ian, that...” Genevieve shook her head. “I'll always be loyal to Ian, but I've never been in love with him. God! He's only four!” Anna looked back at the boy. “You said you're the king. By what right do you proclaim yourself king? By what right do you dwell on the land where the castle of the true king once stood in all its past glory?” The boy looked sharply at Anna. “You're slow to realize the obvious, aren't you?” He asked sarcastically. “Anna, he's your brother. He's Jenna's secret.” Genevieve's melodious, seductive voice revealed itself with malevolent satisfaction. Anna was paralyzed with surprise. “Mom didn't have any more children.” Anna said, taking a step back. “Do you remember that she was pregnant when Sarah shot her in the forehead?” Genevieve recalled. “The child died with her.” Anna
Rise, Mafía Heirs Dangeours meeting
Anna met up with her father and took him to her mother's grave. She could alternate her vision, and knew that her father saw only ruins and desolation, but the place was beautiful. Full of flowers, silent and with a fountain of water in the center. Her father seemed moved by the tomb, but Anna was indifferent. She knew that only her mother's body was buried there. Her spirit was alive inside her. They decided to leave. “What happened there, Anna?” Henry asked after a while, as they watched the island disappear from view. “It doesn't matter, Dad. You saw what you wanted, and I found what I needed. But I feel that I was cold. That I didn't make the most of my discoveries... I'll come back here one day.” “I'd like to come back with you. I think it's unworthy of your mother to be buried in such a... desolate place. desolate.” “Don't think about it, Dad. She'll stay where she is. It was her last will.” Anna said firmly, and they never spoke of the matter again. Anna arrived h
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