Abdl Mommy Novels & Stories

Monica froze, then slowly turned her sharp gaze toward me. “What do you mean, no?” she asked, still forcing calm. “I want to stay here,” Lily said. Her voice trembled, but her eyes were fixed on her mother. “I want to stay with Tita Charlene.” My breath caught. I felt everyone turn toward us—Erica, the twins, even Kerill. “Lily,” Monica said firmly. “I’m your mother.” “Yes,” Lily answered. “But she’s the one who stays with me when I feel alone at night.”

Mom asked worriedly. "No, my other employer, Adrianna. She is actually the same age as lily. Her and her sister are like my children," we all nodded in understanding. "Alright you can go," dad told her. "Thank you sir," she said. Hardly had she reached the door when Mark shouted. "Wait, have you just said Adrianna?" He asked and we looked at him. "Yes, she is called Adrianna," Maria said. "That's impossible," Abigail murmured.

She realised that no matter how hard she tried, she will never be able to save him from who he was. Adams Anderson a thirty-year-old was the rightful heir of the A&A group of Companies, a wine company he inherited from his father. He had everything he wanted. A girlfriend, a successful company and a lovely family. To him, life was great. His life starts getting complicated when his mother requests a grandchild from him. His then girlfriend who was a model didn't want her to break damaged or cut because she gave birth and had to begin working on her postpartum body.

“This is my mom!” Holding Arabella’s hand, Adam announced clear and proud to everyone. He was always been proud to have a mom like her. Seeing everyone’s eyes were on them, Arabella felt shy. The group was composed of the richest in Capital Z. She noticed how well-dressed people inside the activity area even if they were just wearing their sporty attires, still had high-class fashion, especially all the mommies. Arabella couldn’t help to feel intimidated with the other mothers around.

I make sure I get eye contact with Abdul before shaking my head, I'm disappointed. When I get to my room, I'm reminded of the meeting that happened last week. Abdul had the effontery to call his mother over to set the ground rules. She came and began spouting rubbish. Things like, because Amal is new I shouldn't let her work so much, since she doesn't have any family in Abuja I should be nice to her, I should take lessons from various women in the Holy Quran to be a good wife and sister.

Emma replied without glancing at her; “I know, right? I should have done this a long time ago, but I was a little busy…” “We are so proud of you,” Alden commented. “Why?” Emma asked with a smile gracing her lips. “You're the most beautiful mommy in the whole world, and you're the best one also. You also have a good job and work hard every day, so that's why we are so proud to have you as our mother,” Alden replied with a cute smile on his lips. He felt that his mother deserved all the lauding she could get. “Alden, you should stop speaking for us and speak for yourself,” Aziel suddenly said.

I nodded and started calling my men to find her. "I have told you, she isn't a person, who deserves you," Mom emerged in her wheelchair. "Stop it, mom. I love her, she can not go away anywhere. She must be kidnapped," I protested against me, mom. What the fuck life became, I have to be crushed into mother in law and daughter-in-law fight. "The truth is always bitter Abeer. She was the one who pushed me from the corridor, how could you forget that?" Mom yelled on me.

Eli snorted. “That’s usually how it goes with dogs.” Then James glanced toward my parents. “How’s Adam doing these days?” That was the wrong question. My mother immediately lit up like a Christmas tree. “Oh they’re wonderful!” she said proudly. “Adam and Abbey are doing very well.” She leaned forward with obvious excitement. “And I’m finally going to have a grandchild.” My father smiled softly at that. But my mother wasn’t done. She turned her attention back toward me and James with a pointed look.

she praises me, and I almost feel bad for wanting to listen. Mommy turns around and looks at the lady. "You no-good daughter of a fucking bitch piece of shit! How dare you come near this place, near my cub? Do you have a death wish? I bet you fucking do, so why don't you get your skank ass out of the building so I can finish the abortion your parents failed years ago without messing up the carpet?" Mommy takes a step closer to the lady. The lady looks super scared, but I don't blame her because mommy says a lot of bad words. I won't tell her I heard.

I don't know how life would be without these fools. "Quick question honey but did you use protection." Lena asked. She is the mama bear of the squad. "Yes, mama. We used protection." "That's great I just wanted to make sure I wasn't going to become an aunt any time soon." "What you hate kids?" Chelsea asked playfully shoving her. Lena slapped her hand off her shoulders and looked back at me giving me that serious scary mama look the one that my mama even never gave me. "Don't get me wrong barbie doll. I love kids and all kids love me.