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Rise, Mafía Heirs Make your choice
Anna was staring at the screen, trying to make out what her baby would be, and didn't notice when Meredith looked in surprise and wonder at Maxwell, who closed his eyes and then opened them with a satisfied smile on his face and nodded to the doctor. “Very interesting...” Meredith said as she turned to Anna. She already knew and so did Maxwell, but she needed to continue the theater for Anna. No one knew what her reaction would be if she found out what she was giving birth to in her womb. She remained silent as she stared intently at the screen, as if watching her favorite show. When she was satisfied, she turned off the device, and the nurse came in with wet wipes and wiped the gel off Anna's body. “Well, Doctor? Is the child all right?” Maxwell asked calmly. Anna stared at Meredith, worried by the doctor's surprised expression. And also at the lack of information throughout the examination. “I have good news... You won't be the parents of just one child, but three.”
Rise, Mafía Heirs Manipulation
Anna sat on the bed and cried. It was too much information. She needed to get away from it all. Maybe she shouldn't even stay with Ian. She needed to get away from those things. Anna heard the door open and saw Meredith enter and lock the door from the inside, then approach her. Anna looked at her hand and stood up, stepping back. She was holding a syringe. “What are you doing?” Anna asked and the woman cracked a smile full of pointed teeth. “Have you forgotten that I told you I'd need some vaccines?” Anna shook her head. “No. I'm going to get a second opinion and...” Anna had never seen anyone move so fast. The woman was suddenly pushing her against the wall, putting her finger to her lips and looking firmly into her eyes. “Don't scream, Anna. But I want you to feel this pain.” She said and showed the syringe with the huge needle and then, when she was sure that Anna was paralyzed, she injected the needle and watched with pleasure as tears of pain ran down that smooth
Rise, Mafía Heirs Mother
Maxwell heard Helen's breathing quicken. “Oh, Helen! Did you think I'd stop? Ian won't remember that. He's still too little.” He said and bit her ear slowly. “Didn't you want me, Helen? Didn't you tell my wife that you loved me?” “I'm sorry, master.” Her voice became strained. “I believe you, Helen. But you must be careful what you wish for.” “Will you let me go? I promise I'll never tell anyone what...” “Psst! You know you'll never leave, Helen.” He said and pushed her away. She seemed relieved that he hadn't done what he always did to her. “Maybe I'll let you go. I'm not a dog to bite bones.” He said, referring to her thinness. “Forgive me, master.” “You'd better start feeding yourself...” “How many times do I have to tell you not to play with your food, Max?” He turned and saw the young woman, with silky, glossy black hair and blue eyes, leaning against the doorframe with her arms crossed and a smile on her lips. “What are you doing here?” Maxwell as
Rise, Mafía Heirs Invented truths
It had been three months since she had given birth before her body was back to the way it had been before. She hadn't even kept the scar, because something inside her didn't require a plastic surgeon, so there wouldn't be any marks on her body. It regenerated in an abnormal way. But she didn't want to worry about supernatural things. She still felt like a girl, and she found it strange that her friends were talking about the prom, which would be in two years' time. She thought they were getting ahead of themselves, and said so to one of her classmates, who stared at her as if she were nothing more than a worm. “It may seem rash to you, who have a perfect life, princess of demons. But for us mere mortals, talking about something good that's going to happen, even if it's far away, instead of dwelling on our problems, is a relief. At least when we're inside the school, let us be happy. Leave us alone.” The young woman said this and turned to leave, but he remembered something else
Rise, Mafía Heirs The target
Anna took a deep breath. She knew who might be out to get her. And she knew why. It was the father of the man she had made her father kill. They wanted to make a trade. They must have suspected by now that the man never left the mansion. “If it's more dangerous here, changing schools would be a good idea.” “I've already explained why you can't. And, as well as making our lives more difficult, they could enroll too, and then we won't be able to tell them apart. Here, we already know all the faces.” “Do you think my children are in danger?” “No. The children are a secret. Not even the students here know you have children.” “But I guess it must have been hard not to notice the size of my belly when I came to school. It's impossible to ignore.” “You lost the babies, for all intents and purposes. They know you weren't pregnant for nine months.” “You spread that around, and none of them came to offer their condolences?” “I asked them not to, because you were very upset.
Rise, Mafía Heirs Meeting danger
She got up and started walking around, trying to find a way out so that she could have everything. Respect and Caricature. The men Ryan would bring to Adam would be more grateful to him than to her, even if she offered them heaven. She could no longer trust anyone there. Perhaps she could infiltrate humans there who would devote their loyalty to her, but she knew that wouldn't solve her problem. She went to the window and saw that the garden where she had been married was so clean, as always, that no one would know there had been a wedding there. As she was leaving the window, she saw Caricatura and remembering his hands on her body and his authoritative, furious voice, she felt her vagina become lubricated. She hurried out and found him picking something up off the floor, and approached him. “Good afternoon... I missed you at lunch...” She said amiably. Caricature stared at her, with the herb he had just plucked from the ground in his hands, and remained silent. “We coul
Rise, Mafía Heirs The Movie
Adam turned to Kate. “You know we're on a farm, right? You know I have corrals with horses and I can put you to sleep with them.” He said thoughtfully. “And what will your werewolves think of you? The Alpha can't control his wife, so he makes her sleep in a corral?” “Kate... I've killed a lot of people for doing a lot less than you're doing.” “You're in my hands, Adam. I've thought of everything. I've had time for this. You're not going to do anything to me.” “No, Kate. Actually, you haven't thought of anything.” He said and turned to Caricature. “Get the package and take it to the living room.” He ordered and as soon as Caricature stood up and left, he turned to Kate again. “I have three pieces of news to give you and a warning.” He said, staring at Kate, his eyes dark. “Then say it. Let's do the laundry.” “Kate, what reason would I have to marry you?” “You have a thirst for power, Adam. I brought your father's will with me, and if you didn't marry me I'd take
Rise, Mafía Heirs Battle Won
“We have the free version, but it's over ten hours long, so you can watch it whenever you want. In this one, Alexandre's wife did some editing and cutting, in exchange for me watching their catarrhal children while they go to the beach for the weekend. I really liked her work. She summarized everything in half an hour, extracting what would bore the viewer, and leaving everything that mattered... She's talented...” “What are you going to do with it?” “That's my warning. I'll send a copy to every single person you know, even your parents and family, if you try to get involved in my things, or blackmail me again. I'm not going to kill you. If you run away, everyone will know what you do when you're in a room and I know you're too arrogant to let your friends find out about your fetishes. Even so, I can't help but listen to you for what you've done. I don't want my men to think I'm weak. Your punishment, you'll like it. My men will do whatever they want to you, whenever they wa
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