Novelas y relatos de Doting Parent

Deja said, "That Is my friend, you know us to be childhood friends, and our parents trained us to be hardworking, and that was what we Implemented on our kids" Dotun's mom explained, "You are a good mother to be proud of, I don't know that you love me" Deja said,

not "Dad." "She is an adult now," Daniel said, shrugging. "She realizes now that mistakes happen. The choices I made back then... they can happen to anyone. Even to her." The words were like poison. He was justifying himself to our daughter. He was making his betrayal sound normal, acceptable. "Like father, like daughter," I said quietly, the truth of it making me feel sick.

“Like they already recognize your voice.” His throat tightened. “That means everything to me.” They lay there for a while, just breathing together, fingers intertwined. “What kind of parent do you think you’ll be?” Ashley teased. Dante smiled. “Overprotective.Probably wrapped around this baby’s little finger.” She laughed. “I can already see it.” He pulled her a little closer. “Whatever comes next… we face it together. No more disappearances. No more fear. Just us and our family.”

Dorian pronounced, while looking nostalgic. "Eeww, Dad! You don't have to remember all those things... And you're not gonna cry, aren't you?" Darlene wanted to suddenly disappear because her Dad is being overdramatic again... "Love, you have to control yourself. Darlene's not a baby anymore..." Lily Rose reminded her husband.

I wanted to end the call and throw away my cellphone so that she wouldn't call me again but I didn't do it, my body stiffened as I heard my mother moaning on the other line. "Shit, I'm using a dildo right now, Zie. It's not enough, it's too small for me, I want your huge díck inside me." My mother said. I feel like I want to vomit upon hearing what she just said, it was so fucking disgusting when she tried to seduce me.

The Don began, "Both of you, sit" Dora ordered. Both her parents sat down next to each other while she stood in front of them pointing her guns at them, It felt great to have the Don looking this helpless, Dora could see he cared about Sara more than he did his own life because under normal circumstances, the Don would have never let his gun go. “I want to tell you both about a story" Dora began, Her parents exchanged looks but didn't say anything

She held my hand and took a deep breath before squeezing my hand softly. “ As much as it might seem like a good thing to be the center of attention, that only happened after mom died,” she said. “ I quickly realized that everyone doted on me not because they wanted to do so the way they did but because I reminded them of the people they lost. Dad doted on me in quite an obsessive and overprotective manner because I reminded him of Mom and Miro doted on me because I reminded him of his determination to protect the family,” she bent her head.

I stare down at my herbal tea as I sigh. What am I going to do now? Dotty’s voice booms from my phone, and I instantly pull it away from my ear. “Stop doing that! You have talked about this before. Shoot, even you and I have talked about this. Neither of your parents deserves to be called your parents. Your parents have abandoned you and even when given the chance, they still ignore you like the plague. While Connor’s parents seem to only want to use him for whatever stupid scheme, his father is cooking up. So, stop giving them the benefit of the doubt.”

"Okay. We’ll do it for the kids." Dante smiled at her response, grateful for her understanding. He kissed her forehead gently. “Thank you.” --- The following day, the atmosphere was a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. Dante’s parents were coming to the house—his mother, an elegant woman with a poised and commanding presence, and his father, a stoic man with an intense gaze that had often intimidated Dante in his youth.