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gamerbearmira · 4 months

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You know how Spider! Mirabel is all happy and hunky dory like 1610 Miles is? Happy, naive, trusting, etc. But Miles prowler variant isn't? Depressed, tired, cold, not a villain but not a hero either, etc.

I introduce to you, Venom! Mirabel: (sad angst ahead)

So, let's just say Venom! Mirabel got her symbiote when she was only eleven. Julieta worked for Alchemax and therefore could bring Mirabel whenever she wanted to if she couldn't find a babysitter.

A symbiote was being tested on and researched over most of the times little Mirabel was just around. One day a fire caused most of the Alchemax to explode, the symbiote got out, and out of an act of kindness, it protected her from being burned.

A little thought I had was that the symbiote liked Julieta, she was gentler with it and talked to it kindlier than the other scientists did. Sometimes the symbiote was able to see a few glimpses of Mirabel and once, was able to see her up close behind glass.

Alma, Pepa, Felix, Agustin, worked there to. Just in different districts. Her daughters decided to follow in her footsteps and therefore met Agustin and Felix there.

So, before the building could fully engulf in flames, the symbiote broke out of glass and protected her from the fire. The five adult madrigals, however, didn't make it.

Mirabel was found in rubble by some firefighters and taken back home. Bruno was surely devastated, as well as the other grandchildren. Antonio was only three months old when it happened, so he didn't really have that much time to bond with his parents, tios, or abuela.

Bruno, who was thankfully left with Alma's inheritance, was able to care for the grandchildren the best he could.

Even though they were fairly high class in wealth, Alma always thought it would be best for her children to live in middle class neighborhoods. She thought that because she came from a typically rich family, and she couldn't stand how uptight and entitled everyone was.

She met Pedro in a simple diner in a Brooklyn neighborhood she was told to never go to. The rest is already known, except Pedro died from a home invasion.

Even through that trauma, she still preferred to live in a simple neighborhood. The people there weren't fake, mean, but at least they were truthful. No one had an image to uphold or someone to impress, they were just people trying to earn a living. (Plus, she wanted the triplets to live next to Pedro's parents)

Her parents cut her off but thankfully she was already working as a scientist at Alchemax. She wanted her children to learn the value of just living life, not valuing money, so she raised them how a typical middle-class mom would (or at least tried to)

So, Bruno and the grandkids live in a big apartment in Brooklyn. The older girls are in college, Mirabel and Camilo go to Brooklyn Visions Academy, and Antonio goes to a good kindergarten school.

Mirabel and Camilo were friends with Miles 42 since second/third grade, thankfully they ended up in the same prestige school so they could stick together.

When Miles 42's dad died, they were able to bond on grief and become a little closer as friends. But that didn't mean they were happy, not at all.

Mirabel still misses her parents and other family members every day and cries herself to sleep most nights. The only people that know of the symbiote attached to Mira are Miles 42 and Uncle Aaron.

She saw them going around places and stealing medicine, and she wanted to help. She instantly figured out it was them; she could recognize Miles' braids and Aaron's behavior easily.

Go here: Unused Spider Verse Test Footage: Prowler "Wiles" Morales - YouTube so you can know what I'm talking about.

She offered to help or more like "I'm helping you and you can't say no to me"

She introduced her symbiote buddy to them, it freaked them out, they got over it, and now she helps with missions when she can.

She often calls Uncle Aaron "Tio Aaron" and Rio "Mama Rio". Same for the other grandkids. And when you think about it, Rio and Aaron are the only parental figures they have in their life. Bruno is their third figure, but he's still at a loving uncle distance.

She's a year older than Miles here (like how Spider! Mirabel is with 1610 miles), so she calls him "Hermanito" a lot, much to his distaste. She's also a few inches taller than him so she uses his shoulders as an arm rest often. Sibling tings.

I feel like Mirabel has more of an alt aesthetic, just to match 42 Miles a little bit. Blacks, Blues, and whites are usually her color scheme.

So, let's just say Spider! Mirabel, Spider! Antonio, and 1610! Miles end up in Earth 42. They were all being chased by a bunch of spider people (fighting for they life), told they were nothing but anomalies, far from home, and ended up in a foreign world.

All three of them were tired and exhausted (physically and emotionally) by the time they got to Miles' "home". Mirabel and Antonio stayed on top of the roof to keep an eye out for Miguel or anyone who looked like a problem.

Mirabel got knocked tf out by her variant and Antonio...boy just passed out from exhaustion and shock. Miles gets knocked tf out too and all of them get tied up to a punching bag. Both Mira and Miles staring their variants in the eye.

Other V! Mira facts

V!Mirabel has eyebags, always low lid eyes, some scars along her face and body, and lighter brown eyes.

She's a heavy eater, more so than Camilo, because she is literally eating for herself AND an alien.

Has the weirdest food combination, because again, there's an alien attached to her with the weirdest food cravings.

Loves to code and make a few gadgets here and there.

Instead of the accordion, she likes to play with an APC and make beats from time to time.

BVA's top student, as well as Miles and Milo.

She still embroiders and sings, but she boxes too. Miles is usually her boxing buddy.

Mira stopped doing ballet at eleven, she just lost motivation after most of her family died. She continues to do gymnastics but only to make her fight better in combat.

She is a smart a$$ if you've ever seen one, give her the chance and she will get smart with you. Dolores had to hit her with a wooden spoon once or twice to make her tone it down. (And trust me, Dolores keeps that spoon locked and loaded just in case anyone wants to get smart, as well as a chancla).

Makes sweaters and some baked deserts for Rio, Aaron, and Miles. It's her way of showing affection because, unlike spider! Mira, she doesn't like being touched that much.

Likes teaching Antonio how to code and make some tiny robots here and there.

The symbiotes name is Mariposa, name given by Mirabel of course.

Whenever Rio gives attention to anyone other than her or Miles, she gets a little jealous.

But she is MAJORLY jealous of spider! Mirabel having her whole family intact and happy. So, she has a little resentment toward her. Can you blame her?

Very observant of everything, even small details. That's how she easily noticed who Aaron and Miles were when they were flying across the sky. And in her eyes, they weren't hiding their identities very well to begin with.

Rio, Bruno, and the other grandkids think something romantic is going on between her and 42 miles and they are just like..."no". But they do find it funny.

Mira does NOT eat people, if Mariposa is that hungry Mariposa will just remove itself from Mirabel and go after whoever was a threat at the moment. Then it will become with Mira again, but under no circumstances will it eat someone while fused with Mirabel. The creature already knows the girl is traumatized it doesn't want to traumatize her more.

Also, if Mirabel smells anything related to fire smoke, she'll get extremely nervous. If there's a fire nearby, she'll try to help get people out but she's gonna be having flashbacks of what happened to her all through it.

afterwards she's just gonna break down crying. Oh yeah, she hates crying, so when she's doing it, she tries her best to stop.

That's all I got, but more spider stuff coming soon.

WOWOOWOWOW SO COOL!! I do remember some Venom lore. Not a lot, gotta brush up tbh but I son’s really invest in it too much 💀💀 ANYWAYYYY. VERY SAD. But at least Bruno stepped up because. It must’ve have been hard on all of them, but especially Bruno. Bro lost his whole family and the. Had to step up to raise some kids. One of them mfs got a symbiotic, which is. CRAZY 🦜

Passing out from exhaustion is so real. Common Antonio W

#my asks #my asks are open #encanto #encanto au #au #encanto mirabel #Encanto Bruno #spider verse #venom au #spiderwoman au

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machineheraldandy · 10 months

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Xina Kwan art dump and some things for the spiderwoman au of her that I have brewing, a lot of people are now making spiderwoman au’s of her and it’s so cool, my au is more based on having her go nearly exactly what Miguel in 1992 went through but with extra trauma! Because I love trauma obviously.

Some ideas/sketches/art style practice/etc

The last one is her old design as I didn’t like the dress/skirt type thing going on as it didn’t look the best.

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queenofthedisneyverse · 1 year

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Flutter spider/Spider!Mirabel au

#encanto au #mirabel madrigal #antonio madrigal #spider man: across the spider verse #spiderwoman au

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lavenderstobins · 2 months

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My darling friend Sarah commissioned @rogue-alien to draw my designs of Steve and Robin in my spiderman AU and it's so gorgeous

#steve harrington #robin buckley #stranger things #stobin #st spiderman au #spiderman steve harrington #spiderwoman robin buckley #spiderman robin buckley #my aus #rogue-alien

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pbnmj · 11 months

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i deserve a spider-woman nepal..... miles doesn't have to be the only teen spider with a terrible bisexual mentor (enter my own sketches of the world's most annoying spiderperson, who i fling towards pavitr, complete with a design that's subject to change)

#geeta methodically puts on all her jewelery before going out as spiderwoman <3 u cant fight crime if u are not cute #spidersona #of sorts? i think but everyone should have expected this from me. there was no way sony was going to give me spiderman india #and not receive spiderwoman nepal (THE KATHMANHATTAN JOKE IS TOO EASY) in response #im tackling south asian unity one spidersona at a time!#pavitr prabhakar #spiderman #my art #also ofc one specific mention to demigod-of-the-agni who inadvertently triggered my actual posting of geeta #who was just supposed to stay in my psd files forever.....#mythic mumbattan au my beloved. hindu mythology my beloved. genuinely so so cool to see and it enabled me being self indulgent on this blog #for some extra context: im very much still workshopping her and me and my nepali friend were drawing her tgt #as in she would say something and i would hurriedly scribble/sketch it down #and then i kept kinda building on it. ofc i could not resist being inspired by the comics noirverse #so here she's also gifted her powers by a goddess (durga!!!!!) and almost works w her like a much less deranged moon knight. yeah...#don't look too closely at these pls . the design/sketching/etc is kind of everywhere #edit: forgot to adjust colors so theyre up again and a little more vibrant nyeow....

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miguel-owhora · 2 months

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a little miguel drabble bc im sad n horny :((

— subbot!miguel , domtop!mreader , creampie , implied size difference , breeding kink , miguel isn't spider-man in this world , spider-man!mreader, no dialogue, not beta read hmgh, listened 2 i bet on kosingndogs on reepat so ::333333

:((

Miguel feels as if he's suffocating, but in the best way possible. He's been forced onto his chest, his face pressing against the mattress as his mouth hangs open with small puffs and gasps escaping his mouth. Drool leaks from the corner of his mouth, his hair is damp and sticks to his forehead and skin, sweaty. The hair on his nape curls, and his fingers are gripping the sheets of the bed.

You're slotted between his thighs, body caging him in. You have him pinned between the bed and your chest, caging him in like some poor prey, and the thought makes him groan, makes him clench around your cock and curl his toes.

You've been fucking him for God knows how long, forced your way between his legs and ate him out until he began to squirt once, and twice, and thrice - far more than he's ever had considering squirting wasn't a thing he knew he could do up until a moment ago.

Ever since you were bitten, you've been insatiable. Miguel had been bemused when you grew, all long limbs and a fast metabolism, and he had been nothing but fond for his new beanpole of a husband. But that fondness quickly changed to something more sensual when you formed muscles and your shoulders began to grow broad, when it became easier for you to manhandle him into whatever position you both wanted, when you could eat him out for hours on end until he was forced to tap out, when you could fuck his pussy and fill it up with endless amounts of cum.

"Ah- shock!" Miguel moans out when his orgasm crashes over him, makes him bite down on his pillow and curl his toes even more, eyes glazed over. His cocklet throbs and his pussy spasms around your cock. You grunt, grip his hips, and plunge your cock into his cunt, jackrabbiting into him until you're pressing your cock as deep as it can go. Your cockhead presses a sloppy kiss to his cervix, length throbbing as you cum inside of him.

You're panting, sweaty and trembling limbs, slowly grinding into his pussy; talk about insatiable. Miguel feels like jello underneath you, fucked beyond relief, content to lay there and become your living fleshlight.

Miguel whimpers, weakly curses, when not a couple minutes later your cock is back to life and you're twitching your hips. You lean down and press a silent apology to his shoulder blade in the form of a loving kiss, and Miguel accepts your apology by weakly grinding back onto your cock, wondering if this'll be the day you knock him up.

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shriggy-the-rat-king · 7 months

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turns this AU inside my mind like a rotisserie chicken... spiderwoman MJ my beloved

#digital art #artists on tumblr #mcu #mcu spiderman #spiderman #spiderwoman #mcu mj #mj watson #zendaya #michelle jones watson #marvel multiverse #marvel movies #marvel comics #marvel edit #zendaya coleman #spiderman fanart #spiderman AU #fanfiction

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where-is-zoro-one-piece · 2 months

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Can you put Zoro in the spider-society from Across The Spiderverse?

Today Zoro is: preserving the multiverse with Spiderman!

#one piece #roronoa zoro #is there a spiderman Zoro au anywhere?#Kuina can be his uncle ben (even tho i think she deserves spiderwoman status)#someone should discuss Spiderzoro in my inbox with me

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bicuriousbarnes · 7 months

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Ellie as Spider-Woman🕷️

That is all.

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miurenne · 7 months

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what is that hand pose. does she think she's spiderman

#bg3 #minthara #hmm i had to do a lot of exploring to find this with the camera mod #people make it seem so easy #anyway where is my spiderwoman!minthy au

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mollyollypuddingpolly · 8 months

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Spidey!Robin Rockie au

#spidey!Robin Buckley #Vickie stranger things #Robin Buckley #stranger things #Rockie #spiderman au #vickie would so wear spidey shirts probs before she even know Robin is spiderwoman #i dont really have any headcanons about this au yet but its fun ya know

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gamerbearmira · 8 months

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She knows - spiderbel/spiderlings au

Luisa was working in constructions as per usual. It was mid afternoon on a sunny day, there was no time she expected the building she was working on to start collapsing. Why was it collapsing you may ask? Rhino and green goblin, that’s how…they both were teaming up to stop La aranaposa and by extension, nino arana.

Both were failing miserably, of course. Mirabel decked the goblin in the face while Antonio gave the rhino a smooth uppercut, Antonio was never supposed to fight an enemy but seeing as Rhino wasn’t giving him much of a choice, he fought him.

The goblins' big body built behind slammed his big self against the building and in return, it started to collapse. Keep in mind the building was in construction, so it had weaker stability.

Luisa watched everything as it happened, all the way to the point where she, and other construction workers, were falling out of the tall skyscraper. Antonio and Mirabel caught as many construction workers as they could, that includes Luisa….even if she was caught last minute.

The two spiderlings silently fretted over her. They checked her arms, face, hands, etc. She was a little confused…and still in shock to even notice what they were doing.

La Aranaposa searched her hoodie pocket for an arepa and she shoved it in luisa’s mouth and nino arana put two Arepas in her hands as well. Once they looked over her a few times they reluctantly left her alone.

Lulu came back to reality a few moments later as she chewed her mama’s arepa on instinct. Still a little confused but grateful the spiderlings were there to save her…wait…how did the arepa get in her mouth..and hands?....no

The muscular woman chose to take the day off and drove herself back home as fast as she could. It couldn’t be true, there was no way it could be true…could it? Once she was in the rather large driveway of her home she raced into the house toward her younger sister and primo’s room.

She didn’t even hear Camilo or Dolores calling for her in concern as she zoomed past them on the stairs, all she knew is that her theory better NOT be true.

Lu kicked the bedroom door open and…saw it. Her younger sister and primo had just gotten into their civilian clothes, but had their suits in their hands. The two spiderlings stared at Luisa like deer in headlights

Dolores, Camilo, Mirabel, and Antonio opened their mouths in unison

“We can explain!”

Nah, cause when started piecing things together 😭 my girl had a whole epiphany. Hopped and the car and drove home to confirm her suspicions. AND THEN DOLORES AND CAMILO TRIED TO STOP HER 💀 you think. The jeopardy wait theme would’ve been playing while she was putting it all together.

And like. Them being silent didn’t even change the fact that she found out. And She sits through the explanation, which they try to make up excuses and stories. But none of them have a valid story lined up and Luisa just stares at them. Her whole face is like “I know you’re lying, just tell me”. And eventually they break and tell her. And suddenly so much stuff makes sense now.

Of course she gets all worried for them. They’re younger than her, and they’ve been doing it for years. But she’s still worried. Like it doesn’t ease her anymore than before. Course she doesn’t tell anyone.

You think she gets salty and starts defending them when Alma and Isabela try to diss. Cause she knows now. And I doubt she’d stand for Spiderling slander after finding out 😭

SHE KNOWS⁉️ SHE KNOWS⁉️ AND I KNOW SHE KNOWS‼️

#my asks #my asks are open #encanto #encanto au #au #encanto mirabel #encanto antonio #encanto luisa #encanto dolores #encanto camilo #across the spiderverse #spiderwoman AU #spiderbel au

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machineheraldandy · 10 months

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Spiderwoman Xina Kwan references (updated)

#Xina Kwan #Xina Kwan lover #Xina Kwan defender #Miguel o’hara 1992 #spiderwoman #spiderwoman Xina Kwan #spiderwoman au #au #spiderman au #art #fanart #digitalart #body reference #procreate

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guilty-pleasures21 · 1 month

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Maybe this will just be my trash one.

2. Um, getting closer?

Part 1 - the divorce

Warnings: Brief mentions of cheating and rape.

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She was sat at the kitchen island, typing away on the new laptop Miguel had gotten her when he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.

“Querida,” he began softly, bending over to rest his head on her shoulder. “¿Qué tal, cariño? (What's up, sweetheart?)”

She startled at his sudden appearance, then curled into herself as the woodsy, spicy scent of him took over all her thoughts. “Oh! Uh … I’m just … I’m researching protocols.”

Mierda, she was cute when she was flustered. He raised his head to nip at her earlobe, chuckling when she flinched in response, then he began trailing his lips down the side of her neck. “Mmm, querida.”

A shiver ran down her spine at the feeling of his low voice rumbling against her neck. The only complaint she could think to have was the way he kept touching her: tender, appreciative, driving her mad with every brush and stroke. “Did you … want something, Miguel?”

“Just you.” He grinned and cuddled her against him, delighting in the way she squirmed in his arms as she tried to control her body’s natural response to him.

“Miguel …” she whined, hunching over to try to minimise contact with him. Miguel sighed and moved his hands to her waist as he straightened. He gave her a final squeeze, then sank into the seat beside her.

“Have you had lunch yet?” he asked. X nodded as she swivelled around to face him.

“Yup! Have you?” He hadn’t been in the house when she’d woken up and the only answer she’d received from Penni had been ‘business’. She hadn’t wanted to know more about what ‘business’ entailed, so she’d left the matter alone and decided to try out the swimming pool instead.

He reached out to twirl a strand of her damp hair around his finger, then he leaned forward to tuck it behind her ear. “Yeah. What did you have, preciosa?”

He leaned back in his seat and rested his elbow on the table, spreading his legs wide as he propped his head up on his fist. She did her best not to let her eyes trail down his broad chest or linger on his muscled thighs. But holy shit, he was hot! “Uh, Paula made some carbonara for me. What did you have for lunch?”

“Lasagne.” He’d told his housekeeper to make his cute little scientist anything she asked for. He was only sorry that he hadn’t been able to join her. But he’d had to take care of his associates now that that scumbag Francesco wasn’t going to be interfering with their activities any longer. “Have you started packing?”

“It’s not like I have much to pack, Miguel,” she pointed out, her tone more familiar now that they’d spent a little more time together. He’d told her last night that they’d be leaving for America soon - his home base where he’d be able to give her all the resources she needed for her research. She’d been nervous at first - unsure about how his feelings towards her might change once he was back in the big city. But then he’d brushed his fingers along her waist and asked her if there was anyone she wanted to see before they left. She hadn’t made many friends, what with the way her entire reputation had been destroyed and her husband had kept her sequestered in the countryside. But her sister had moved to the UK last year for university …

Miguel grinned at the slight exasperation on her features, then leaned forward to place a hand on her thigh.

“No te preocupes, querida (Don't worry, darling),” he reassured her cheekily. “I’ll get you all the Burberry trench coats and Bvlgari necklaces your closet can fit once we get to New York.”

She pulled her gaze away from his, turning her head to the side and trying hard to not think about the way his large fingers wrapped around her thigh. Miguel felt his chest warm at the sight of the smile she was attempting to hide from him. But there was one other matter he still needed to settle. “Querida. We should probably settle your divorce before you leave.”

Oh right. That. X tapped her fingers on the countertop, trying to figure out where to start. “How … Do I need to go to court or …”

“I’ll get Matt to handle it,” Miguel interjected quickly, brushing her thigh with his thumb. “You just need to sign the papers once they’re done.” He leaned back in his seat, finally releasing his hold on her, and X felt some of the tension leave her body.

“Yup!” she chirped enthusiastically. “You got it!” Miguel smiled at her and she felt her stomach flip at the sight. She squashed the feeling down quickly and returned her attention to her laptop, still afraid to believe that her life could have changed for the better, for once.

Gwen glanced at her partner standing on the other side of the metal door. They’d followed the address of the man who’d rented the cars on Miguel’s behalf - he’d used a fake name, of course, but an address was much more difficult to fake. So that was how they’d ended up here: outside of a seemingly abandoned warehouse in a sketchy, isolated part of town they likely had no business being in. Miles nodded, one hand on his holster, then burst into the warehouse.

“Freeze! Police!” He held his gun out in front of him as he looked around, expecting some sort of drug packaging setup. But there was nothing. Well, nothing except for the single plastic chair in the middle of the cavernous hall. Miles twisted his head around to glance back at his partner in question. Gwen signalled for him to continue and Miles turned back to the chair to walk cautiously over to it.

She kept her eyes trained on their surroundings, guarding her partner’s back as he picked up whatever was on the chair. Her curiosity grew as he took a moment to study it. Then he swore and stomped his foot on the ground in frustration. “Shit!”

Gwen lowered her gun and went over to him, wanting to find out the reason behind Miles’s irritation. “What? What did you find?”

He sighed and turned around, holding out the objects he’d found: a gleaming golden ring and a lazily scrawled out note. Gwen raised an eyebrow as she took the piece of paper from him. ‘Tell Mr Lombardi his wife sends her regards.’

“Shit!” Gwen exclaimed, crumpling the note in her hand. “Argh! What are we gonna do now?!”

Miles rubbed his hand over his face, at a loss himself as to what their move should be. Then his phone rang with a call from Pav.

“Please tell me you have good news,” Miles begged him after picking up the call.

“I have good news!” Pav confirmed. “I’ve been going through the list of private airstrips around the area and I think I found his plane.”

Miles put the phone on speaker so Gwen could hear as well. “Great! Where is it?”

“Uh, on the way to London.”

“What?!” Miles exchanged a wide-eyed look with Gwen.

“Yes. Our guess is that they’re going to visit X’s sister,” Pav explained, the sound of his keyboard echoing over the phone. “We’ve booked you and Gwen a flight there and it leaves in … two hours. You need to get to X’s sister before they do.”

“Two hours?!” Gwen repeated incredulously.

“Yup. Better get going if you want to catch that plane,” Pav warned them. Then he hung up. Gwen looked up at Miles, horrified, then the two of them rushed back to their car to make their way over to the airport.

He threw the stack of papers down on Francesco’s desk before taking a seat across from him, his posture lazy and unbothered. “Your signature, if you will, Mr Lombardi.”

Francesco begrudgingly picked up the papers and flipped through them, seething at what he found inside. “What are these?”

“Divorce papers,” Miguel replied as if it should have been obvious. “From your wife.”

Francesco stood up, pushing his seat back in anger. “What have you done with her?! Where is she?! Bring her back!”

Miguel slung an arm over the back of his chair, unbothered by Francesco’s threatening tone. He’d already sent X off to London to meet with her sister before they left for America. Aside from throwing those pesky DEA agents off his tail, it also gave him some time to settle her divorce for her. But mierda, it felt strange, going back to his empty house after having come home to her everyday for the past two weeks.

“She’s safe,” Miguel assured Francesco, giving him an unimpressed scoff. “Safer with me than she ever was with you.”

Francesco leaned forward over the table, making sure to enunciate his words so the other man would understand him. “She is my wife! Bring her back to me!”

Ben stepped forward, ready to intervene as he sensed the rage threatening to overflow from Francesco. But Miguel raised a hand to stop him. He rested his elbows on the table instead, pressing his fingertips together as he considered Francesco. “You didn’t seem to care about that when you were getting your cock sucked by your assistant two nights ago.”

Francesco’s face turned red with anger at the declaration, but he controlled himself at the revelation that Miguel had him under surveillance.

He leaned back in his seat, his lips curling with the hint of a smirk at Francesco’s submission. Then he gestured to the papers on the desk, waiting.

“Listen here, you cocky bast*rd.” Francesco wagged a finger at him in warning. “I’m not the one who kidnapped her and then f*cking r*ped her in her own house! Who the f*ck are you to tell me to divorce my f*cking wife?!” Miguel felt his insides heat up at Francesco’s vile accusation and he found himself having to take a deep breath before he responded.

“‘R*pe’ is non-consensual, Mr Lombardi,” he explained, maintaining a cool tone. “And I don’t remember you wife having any objections when I was f*cking her on your kitchen island.” His lips twitched in anticipation of the outburst he knew was going to follow. He wasn’t disappointed.

“You motherf*cker!” Francesco screamed at him, searching for something he could throw at the larger man. “Son of a b*tch!” Miguel’s shoulders shook with an amused snicker.

“I don’t remember her having any children either,” Miguel joked. He tilted his head to the side then, as if he was thinking about it. “But … I could fix that. If that’s what she wants, of course.”

Francesco hurled a slew of curses and swears at Miguel, adding his fist onto the end of his words. But Miguel caught his hand before it could make contact. He twisted Francesco’s arm as he stood up, causing him to screech with pain. Then he let him go, allowing him to caress his wounded arm - he’d break it after he got him to sign the divorce papers.

“I’m not the one who told your wife to get a divorce, Mr Lombardi,” Miguel spat out through gritted teeth. “She decided that all on her own. Maybe if you took two f*cking seconds to talk to her, you’d realise how intelligent she is!”

Francesco ground his teeth together and lowered his gaze, humiliated. But not humiliated enough, apparently. “I’ll only sign them if you’ll let me see her - if you can prove to me that she’s safe.”

Miguel sighed and pulled his phone out of his pocket to dial her number.

“Querida,” he greeted her once her sweet little face popped up on his screen. Dios, he missed her. But he’d only known her for two weeks, how could he miss her when he’d only known her for two weeks? He swallowed down the pain that throbbed in his chest at the sight of her. “Your husband wants me to prove that you’re safe.”

He slid his gaze over to Francesco, his expression disgusted. Then he angled his phone towards him.

“Mia cara?” Francesco asked, his features softening as his gaze landed on her. “Where are you? What has he done with you?”

“I’m fine,” X replied, her voice flat. She sighed, suddenly exhausted as all the hurt and grief finally washed over her all at once. “What do you want, Francesco?”

“I want you, mia cara. Please. Come back to me?” He pursed his lips, his expression vulnerable as he pleaded with her. Miguel looked away so he wouldn’t scoff at the pitiful expression on his face.

She lowered her head, wanting to hide the tears starting to form on the edges of his eyes. It wasn’t that she missed him, definitely not. It was just that she’d suddenly been reminded of all the time she’d spent on him - all the months she’d given up to him - just for it to have meant absolutely nothing to either of them. “Just … leave me alone, Francesco. Just sign the damn papers and leave me alone.”

Miguel’s heart squeezed at the way her voice cracked. He’d break much more than just Francesco’s arm once he’d gotten what he came for. He turned the phone back to himself, wanting to shield his sweet arañita from the man who’d caused her so much pain. “You’ve seen her. Now sign them.”

The muscles in Francesco’s jaw feathered as he tried to figure a way out of his situation. But why was he so fussed about his wife wanting to divorce him? What did he care if she’d decided she wanted to leave him forever? He grabbed a pen from his stand, ready to sign the papers. But he hesitated when he saw the empty line on the page. He lifted his gaze to Miguel’s. “I want my papers back.”

Miguel raised an eyebrow, amused: how the hell did this pathetic excuse of a man think he was in any position to negotiate? Lawyers. He held a hand out and Matt stepped forward to hand him the bank accounts Francesco was requesting for. The man practically leaped across his desk to grab them from Miguel, eagerly flipping through the stack to make sure everything was there. He picked up his pen again and scrawled his signature at the bottom of the divorce papers before pushing them back to Miguel. Miguel huffed at his desperation and stood up, giving Matt a nod before he walked out the door. Matt pulled out another stack of papers from his bag and set them on the desk in front of Francesco. “Here is our other set of copies. We’ll be seeing you around, Mr Lombardi.”

He flashed Francesco a knowing smile, then left him alone in his office, wife-less and credit-less.

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