Dice Mi Mama Memes Novels & Stories

His mum guided him to sit on the bed which he did, she took a sit next to him with a soft glare directed at the side of his face. He tried as much as possible not to look to her direction, but he failed really hard.. "Mum can you please stop doing that? I'm no longer your little Damien alright?" Anita chuckled pulling both sides of his cheeks teasingly mumbling some babyish words which made him roll his eyes hard.. "Yes you are!" His phone resting on the bed lit up gaining Anita's attention, she reached for it by stretching a little.. "Hey look..it's a text from Olivia" The glass froze on Damien's lips as his mum scrolled through his phone in delight..

Mia, holding onto her mother's hand, pouted, "Mom, thank God you were here today, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do," Lily patted Mia’s hand fondly, "Silly girl! You're my daughter. I must help you whenever you encounter trouble. Mimi, bear it in your mind, you're Miss Miller. Don't let those low-class women bother you." "Alright, mom. I understand," replied Mia with a beam. A limo pulled up and she opened the door, "Mom, you should head home, or dad might think you're out dancing with another man again. He'll get jealous."

Miles put down his phone in his pocket and looked at his daughter, who was looking at his face; his stony face turned warm with fatherly love. “My princess, finally, all the dark shadows vanished from our life. Now no one will ever try to snatch your mom from us, ” Miles whispered gently with a bright smile. Miley smiled; she also had dimples like her father; if anyone sees them together, they don’t need to ask who they are. Miley’s face features the same as her father, especially her cute dimple. When she smiles, the dimple looks deeper on her right cheeks. Miles never even thought he could ever love anyone as he does his daughter and son after Mia.

Her big brown eyes met his, and she smiled up at him, saying her first word, "Dada." Damon's eyes filled with tears as he scooped Misha into his arms, hugging her tightly. "Oh, baby girl, I love you so much," he said, his voice choked with emotion. Misha giggled, her tiny arms wrapped tightly around her father's neck. Bella smiled at the sight, tears streaming down her cheeks. She had seen how miserable Damon was because Misha was so much at edge in his presence. The mere look of that happiness on his face was as if he had won the entire world just now.

Damika smiled warmly “Yaayyyy ! I have a little tigress, I have a little sister, I’m so happy, maasi mom, I want to meet her, why can’t you bring her to the island?” Little Tiger heard about having a little sister as soon as he entered with a gift for his maasi mom Maya just now realised why was the child calling her maasi mom, because she was his maasi, mother’s sister, a flood of affection filled her heart as she searched for Mahira in the boy’s face

she said, grinning. “Mother,” I shouted, as she laughed. It was so nice to see her laugh, I hadn’t seen it now in weeks. I laughed too and immediately put some club music on through my phone. She got to her feet and started dancing with me and before I knew it, we were both in a fit of giggles. “You ladies all right in here,” Mickey said, showing up at the door. “Just my MOM trying to get me to hook up with random males at a club,” I giggled.

The generic arcade game sounds started to play as the monkey threw down the barrels looking to knock us down and keep us from getting to Katrina. “THIS IS SUCH BULLSHIT! Misogynistic fucking video game bullshit!” Katrina was shouting as I was smashing barrels after August would jump them. “Way to perpetuate the damsel stereotype! Melania, I will make you wish you were never born!!!” She continued to shout.

I just stood there confused as the little kids stared at me like they saw a ghost. The little boy seemed to collect himself quickly and asked. “Are you really our mum? But Dad said our mum was with the stars now,” “I am not your mum. I might look like her but I am not. I can help you find your Dad. Is he nearby?” I offered to help. “No, thank you, ma'am. Our nanny must be looking for us by now.” He said before taking his sister's hand. “Jay, but she is mummy,” Camilla insisted, refusing to go with her brother.

She set it back on the desk exactly where Lincoln had left it and moved to the bathroom, closing the door just as she heard him come back inside. "I forgot my phone," he called out, his voice muffled through the door. "Can't do business without it." He said laughing. Daggy turned on the sink and splashed cold water on her face, trying to calm the racing of her heart. When she came back out Lincoln was already gone again. Britty stirred on the bed and opened her eyes, blinking sleepily up at Daggy. "Mama? Where's Daddy?" The word 'Daddy' made something twist painfully in Daggy's chest because Lincoln wasn't her father and now Daggy was terrified that the real father was about to surface.

But as the meeting ended, Lila burst in, phone in hand. "It's everywhere." She turned her screen toward them. The viral clip was live. It showed Mia at the preschool Parents' Day event, proudly holding up her drawing of "me and my Daddy." The camera had zoomed in on her face as she said "This is me and my Daddy! The tall man who makes the best pancakes!" The clip had already been viewed millions of times. Comments poured in: "Is that really Damian Holt's secret daughter?" "She's adorable!" "Proof the CEO is using his love child for sympathy."