Miguel Mamá Coco Novels & Stories

She poured out. “Dear, it seems they are here to see you, not me.” Mr. Caros called. Mrs. Charlotte walked out of the room and Carissa stood up. She picked up the food basket from the table and give her. “Ma, these Spanish dishes are for you. I prepare it thinking you will want to have it because none of the restaurant around here have Spanish menu.” Mrs. Charlotte collected the basket, and seeing the dishes, she opened her mouth in awe. “Thank you.”

Marco had anticipated her escape plan and reacted with lightning speed. In an instant, his strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her back against his chest. The force of his grip pressed Kathrine firmly, making it nearly impossible for her to break free. She could feel his rapid heartbeat against her back, a stark contrast to her own pounding chest. Panic surged through her veins as she realized the futility of her attempt. Marco's strength was overpowering, and her struggle against him seemed useless. She could feel his breath on her neck, a chilling reminder of her captivity.

she laughed. “But I loved you, I did everything you wanted, I even fought my father for you…you were the lady with Allen in the club,” I cried. “How could you?” “I am sorry…” she said, her voice dripping in mockery. “I was ahead of you, did you think that you could dump me after giving you a son?” Allen moved the phone away. “Mike, I really wanted you to see me take over The Rodriguez's group, but Maria is just being a bitch right now…and you are not cooperating, I can't let you destroy all my years of efforts…Goodnight Mike,” he said cutting the call.

She took me across the street to a little farmer’s market, and bought me a yellow stuffed duck. I still had that duck. It was sitting on my bedside table back at my apartment. Logan seemed to absorb my words, looking out at the distant horizon. After a moment, he turned to me, his gaze searching. “Ella, is it true what they said at that party about Moana?” I knew what he was referring to. Taking a deep breath, I nodded. “Yeah, she isn’t my biological mom. And, yes, she was originally my nanny. My little sister was the product of a one night stand.”

When I looked at them again, Miguel had already taken back his collar. “Attend an auction, Mr. Mercedez. Isn’t it obvious?” Miguel replied sarcastically. He adjusted his tuxedo. “You all seem surprised that I’m here. An event for rich people?” “He found some Asukal de Mama, Dad,” Alexander interjected. “Sugar de Mama?” Tito Rafael asked his son curiously. “Sugar Mommy, Dad,” Alexander replied laughing. “Rafael, let’s go home. We’re being watched!” Tita Portia said while covering her face because many people were taking pictures of us.

Marie went over to ask his closest guard friend where he could be “Hi Mako, do you know where Iroh could possibly be?” Marie asked him from over the railings. “Oh, I saw him walking over to the basement based on the orders of the big boss,” Mako replied, pointing towards the basement. Marie looked over to the basement, and she felt shivers down her spine. She had never been down there, and she always got an eerie feeling anytime she passed through there. However, due to her curiosity and the need to desperately find Iroh, she decided to go against her fears, and go ahead to check it out. Surprisingly, unlike usual, she didn’t meet the guards at the entrance.

Aira's Perspective: Miguel and I were in the same place, but we kept our distance from each other. Earlier, while Mom and I were preparing food, we discussed Miguel. Even though he's here, Mom is determined to send Miguel back to where he truly belongs. I also asked if Miguel knew about Mom's illness. The shock on Mom's face confirmed that he did, though she didn't deny it. I didn't feel sorry for him, but I empathized because he had to suppress his emotions in our current situation.

Bella I paused the process of putting on my dress and turned back suddenly to face him, almost choking on my own saliva. “Ri—Rivera?” I stammered, looking him straight in the eye. The dark smile was still there, but this time, it wasn't romantic anymore. It was frightening. “Are you a distant cousin?” I asked, my voice trembling. Please, no more nauseating surprises today. My heart was already pounding fast. “I'll save you the trouble,” he said, standing up and dropping the money I had just given him on the center table. “I'm a son of the Rivera family. The first son, to be precise.”

She walks over to him and places Maya in his arms making me chuckle. "When Maya grows and discovers that she is who mum used to punish people, she'll be pretty pissed," I whisper to Dad who throws his head back in a fit of laughter. "I heard that!" She throws me a look and I blow her a kiss. We all walk back downstairs as one unbreakable family.

Coco gave Chief Onapuruagu a stern look. "No, not at all." Chief Onapuruagu continued laughing. "I'm laughing with you." "But I'm not laughing." Coco frowned. "Stop. You're becoming annoying." "I'm sorry." Chief Onapuruagu apologized. "So I guess I'm the only one going back to Dirty South?" "Yes." Coco replied. "I'll come back to Dirty South when my dad wakes up." *** Doctor Mira was taking her shower in her bathroom, when she heard Chief Onapuruagu enter her bedroom. She quickly tied a towel and came out of the bathroom.