Novel & Cerita Mom Son

Right, my daughter? "Mom..."

I try to fit in, but it’s hard when every part of me is screaming to get out of here. “Damon,” Mom calls, pulling my attention back to the present. She gestures at the man in the suit, with whom she has just started a conversation. “This is Mr. X, or so he says,” she says with a grin. They both do, as if this is some inside joke that only the two of them understand. “And Mr. X, this is my son, Damon. I’m sure you’ve heard of him.”

Up until now, she cannot even say frank enough that Damian is hers. II “Congratulations my Unico Hijo, you never fail to make me proud of you!” Carolina Monaro embraced her son with so much happiness. She will never regret standing firm to raise him, even alone. Yes, Carolina Monaro is a single mom. A fierce yet loving Mom as her son Wilgreg would always describe her.

“Oh,so you got to choose my life now mother all because of that whore of a Goddaughter of yours Mrs willington.” “Watch your mouth son !, I'm still the head of this family..” “Yea. you are still the head of the family”Damien said smiling as he covered his face in frustration... he is so angry with his mom and he can't do anything about it… “Son sit let's settle this...”

Dillon clicked open the other text, which was from his mom. Mom 6:34 PM: Ok sweetie thanks for lettin me know. No problem, just be home before 10. If I see you on the eight o'clock news for having your illegal drug ring exposed, I'm gonna be pissed. So behave, idiot son! Love ya kiddo<3

“Marion, why are you driving like you’re in a race!” I smirked, glancing at her sideways. “Maybe I am. Just making sure you enjoy the ride.” She rolled her eyes but couldn’t stop smiling, the wind whipping through her hair as the city blurred past, the kind of moment that felt easy, natural, and entirely ours. “So, Demetria, since Marion has made it clear that’s all we can call you, and not Wildfire.” Mom said, rolling her eyes as we snickered. It was the truth, though. I wasn’t going for anybody calling my baby Wildfire. “How are you liking your relationship with my son?”

How ridiculous it was! "Mom?"

Jake’s uncle says calmly. “I still believe the late alpha would ne-“ The beta didn’t get to complete his words as Jake cut him off “That’s enough. I’ll decide if what she’s saying is true or not.” His voice deep and authoritative, leaving no room for arguments. "What’s your mother’s name?” He asked the lady. “Melinda.” She replied. I could tell she was uncomfortable after all she’s been subjected to this whole thing. "Melinda?” Jake whispered. “This is so weird.” Dario whispered again. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.

Dad stood up, and stated, “This is the last time I’ll visit you. I won’t be coming again.” He then hung up the intercom. He turned and walked toward the exit. Mom threw her receiver and stood up, pounding the glass with both hands. “Howard Stone, don’t you dare leave! Give Bella back to me! Give my son back to me!” A guard stepped forward and pressed her hands against Mom’s shoulders. “Inmate 1043. Sit down and control yourself.” Mom struggled. Then, she turned her head and looked toward the corner of the visitation room. Bella and I were standing there.