Mama I'm A Criminal Meme Novels & Stories

~Emilia’s Point of View~ “You can’t keep me in here and not charge me with anything,” I yelled, from behind the bars. I’d been in this damn holding cell for hours, I was hungry as hell, my boobs hurt and were leaking. “I want my lawyer, I want him now,” I yelled. At least a dozen officers walked by here and there but not a single one looked at me. Assholes!! “I’m a mother to a newborn and I need to pump my breast milk,” I yelled.

Yep, my son is taller than I am. Suddenly, Luca pushed Damien from me. "My mummy". He glared at his brother hugging my neck. "Hey, she's my momma too". " No my mummy". "My momma" "Mine" "Nope buddy, she mine". "That's enough Dame, stop upsetting my baby". Luca pouted his lips. "Damien, clean Emma and Luca please and Lisa so wash up too. I'll clean the kitchen while you guys are at it.

“Always the mysterious ones, huh? Well, as long as you're safe and doing what you love.” I swallowed hard, guilt gnawing at me. If only you knew, mom. “Thanks, Moana,” I murmured, hoping she wouldn’t notice my reluctance. “I’ll let you know how it goes.” After hanging up, the room's silence seemed more profound. I laid there for a long time, lost in my thoughts. What had I gotten myself into? I was trapped in a delicate dance with the son of a Mafia boss, a criminal. I was putting on an act, getting cozy in bed with the very thing I hated all for the sake of… taking down the very thing that I hated.

The only thing keeping them going was the need to clear my name. I was not a liar. I was a good kid. When the relatives saw them, they immediately crowded around. “How’s Anna? Where is she? Why didn’t she come back with you?” “It was just a fishbone, right? They took it out, right? There’s no reason for her to sulk any longer!” Mom dropped to her knees in front of everyone and told them I was dead. As she spoke, she slapped herself.

I might not have recovered my memories, but I got five information through that painful memory: 1. I was born annoying. 2. I might have been dating a man and was probably in love with him. 3. I was dating a mafia so I am a criminal. 4. His name might be Coco. 5. My real name is Cookie.

"And you're also a criminal. I can't keep cleaning up your messes." "So you're just going to let me go to prison?" "I'm going to let the legal system handle this. Like it should have handled the foundation fraud." "You're really that cold?" "I'm that tired, Mom. I'm tired of defending you, tired of making excuses, tired of pretending you'll change." He hung up. Izzy had been listening. "That was harsh." "It needed to be." "I agree. But it still hurts." "Everything about this hurts." The arrest made headlines the next morning.

I nagged, tapping through my phone screen with force. “We have caught the criminal!” My mind shattered into a million unpickable pieces. I was doomed!

She still thought I was that helpless, fragile high school student. Mom thrashed wildly, trying to kick my shins, but I used all my weight to pin her flat against the floor. Panicked, she turned around to bite my hand. I shifted my stance slightly, locking her limbs until she was completely immobilized. Realizing she was entirely overpowered, Mom resorted to screaming at the top of her lungs. "I'm calling the cops! I'm suing you for online romance fraud!" I let out a cold snort as I tightened my grip. "Oh, we are absolutely calling the cops. But don't trouble yourself. I already brought them with me."

"Scared now?" Caspian sneered. "Should've thought of that before you started playing games." Two warriors grabbed my arms, dragged me into a dark room, and locked the door without hesitation. Instantly, darkness enveloped me. I huddled in a corner, my hands and feet icy cold, trembling uncontrollably. "Dad...Mom...I miss you..." I murmured. My heart pounded faster and faster, out of control. I don't know how much time passed before I finally passed out.

"Otherwise, don't call me your mother anymore." The knocking continued. This time it was faster, more urgent. Annoyed, Mother stood up and yanked the door open. The moment she saw who was outside, her entire body froze. Two police officers in uniform stood at the door, their expressions grave. "Are you Briana's mother?" Mother paused briefly, irritation flashing across her eyes. "I am. What is she causing trouble over now? Is she still lying on the ground refusing to get up? Did someone call the police?"