Mommy's Little Angel 소설 & 이야기

And indeed, she is my little angel. "I love you," she mumbled. "I love you," I replied.

“I don't think that's your mom” The little girl— Aria, shook her head vehemently. “No, Stacy. She's my mommy. I know my mom,” she looked up at me with those big, beautiful hazel eyes that did something to my heart. “You... you remember me, mommy, right?” The quiver in her voice made my throat tight. How do I break this little girl's heart? Heck! I haven't even seen her a day in my life but she's insisting that I'm her mother.

the tears I tried so hard to hold finally fell. "I am so sorry," he said knelling by my bedside. That was the first time I ever saw tears in his eyes. "Leave," I said pointing to the door, "Please." "I'll find a way to fix this," he caressed my cheek before leaving. When the door shut, I sat on my bed silently crying. "Mommy is going to make sure you are okay," I whispered rubbing my small baby bump. The only thing I had left was this child and I was going to protect it with everything I had even if it meant dying.

Angel hugged Angeline tightly and said, “Mommy, I’m terrified. I’m afraid that I’ll bring disaster to the Ares family.” “Don’t be afraid, Angel. Enjoy your childhood. Remember that when disaster comes upon us, we just need to try our best to face it. If we succeed, it’ll be a great thing. If we fail, you shouldn’t worry. Everyone in the Ares family is righteous and determined. We aren’t afraid of death.” Angel stared at Angeline with a touched expression on her face. In her eyes, her mommy was the gentlest woman in the world. She was gentle, and she had a lithe physique. Therefore, Daddy and her brothers always looked after her.

She gave me a cheeky wave and I waved back lightly. I hid myself before the woman could swivel her head to look at me. "Who are you talking about?" The woman asked. "An angel. She was right there mommy, she even waved at me." Alexis explained. "There's no one there, Alexis. You're just giving me excuses so that I can let you play in the rain. Not happening!" The lady muttered immaculately and I heard the little one huff loudly. "But mommy I really saw a beautiful angel..." Her voice trailed off. Beautiful angel huh? I'm no where close to being an angel and I will never be. With the amount of hatred that I have in my heart I don't think I deserve to be called an angel.

, the Elderly lady gave her a sweet smile that caused her skin to scrunch. "Ammo! Why do you call me Angel?", the little girl asked. "Because you are an Angel. My Angel! Your mother's Angel", the Elderly lady said. "But Angel has white wings and a white gown", the Little girl spoke as she was curious to know about the Angel. "You also have wings but it's not visible for us to see", Elderly Lady who was the little girl's Ammo replied to her. "Huh? Ammo your words confused me because my name is AASHMAAN", the Little girl replied to her maternal grandmother.

Heaven's attention shifted back to me, her voice filled with hope as she pleaded, "Mommy, can you come with us? I want us to be together again, like before." Before I could respond, Angel suddenly appeared, his handsome face reflecting a mix of emotions. I ignored him, focusing on Heaven, wanting to reassure her that I would always be there for her. "Oh, sweetheart," I whispered, holding her little hands in mine. "I wish I could be with you all the time, but things are complicated right now. Mommy loves you so much, and I'll always be here for you."

It was too loud. He wondered why his mommy didn't like him, he didn't like her too though, she was mean and was friends with Rick, Rick was a meanie, Rick was bad. And if his mommy was okay with it—then his mommy was bad too, right? Besides his mommy was never around, She was always with anyone else but him and his daddy? He barely saw him. His daddy was nice though, He never got angry easily or sent him to his room even when he was hungry. But his mommy doesn't allow his daddy to visit frequently. His mommy was a meanie! Angel was so lost in his thoughts that he barely registered the car that headed straight for him, He froze immediately like a deer in headlights.

"Lily’s POV: Meanwhile, downstairs was bustling with activity. Angel had heard her mother’s voice earlier and waited in vain for her to come pick her up. Unwilling to accept being ignored, she began to cry. The little girl cried with a sense of injustice, her soft, babyish voice making “wah-wah” sounds. Her crying was sweet, but the tears rolling down her cheeks were rather large. This was genuine crying. My heart ached. I rocked Angel back and forth in the living room, but no matter how hard I tried to comfort her, the crying wouldn’t stop.

My hands around her throat; “Should I stop, baby?” “Nooo, so god don’t stop. I'm cumming, Kian. Don't stop, oh goddddd.” she screamed, “Who do you belong to, Angel?” “You, only you, fuck, I’m cumming,” she moaned. “Cum for me, Princess.” When I looked back, he was still there, our eyes locked, and he walked away. “Fuckkkk,” she screamed, her entire body lifted off the desk as she came screaming. I picked her up with her legs in my hands and started a mad thrust into her. She held onto me.