Novel & Cerita Operation My Mommy My Call

I fumbled through my pocket, my fingers shaking, searching for my phone. Blocked. His number was still blocked. My heart lodged in my throat as panic surged through me, but I dialed the number on the card Kent had given me the day before. The moment he answered, I gasped, “Please help me—RAPE! LA Motel, room 44.” “Wait—what—?” Kent’s voice broke through the haze, as I cut him off. “Help me, please,” I whispered, as the door suddenly burst open., tearing a scream from my throat.

Minutes felt like hours but this was a better plan than barging into the club and making things worse just like last time. The mobsters at the back of the bus kept monitoring the club door through a gap in the curtains. Simon kept repositioning his weapon and I could tell he was tensed about the situation at hand. “Hey”I called to him He looked at me giving me a forced smile. I made to say something else when my phone ringing blared into the silence. It was an incoming call from Mama. Mama?Why would she call at this moment,she knew better than calling me during an operation .

Audrey:How did this happen? Me:I’ll explain everything to you but first,you need to call my mom and tell her that I’m on a business trip abroad.She calls me often and she might get worried if I don’t pick up.Tell her that she can’t get to me through phone right now and I’ll give her a call when I get back.” She nodded and I dialed my mother’s number. She brought her phone to her ear and after a few minutes,she ended the call and sent me a text.

I bit back a moan, gripping the counter. “Answer it,” he ordered quietly against my ear. “And keep stirring. Act normal.” My hands shook as I accepted the call and propped the phone against the spice rack. My mother’s face appeared on the screen, smiling from what looked like a sleek Singapore hotel room. “Hi, sweetheart! How are you settling in? I miss you already.” “Hi, Mom,” I managed, my voice only slightly strained. Marcus’s fingers were moving slowly inside me, curling against that perfect spot while his thumb brushed my clit. “I’m… good. Just making dinner.”

After a long moment of silence, Amora sat on the edge of the bed. Her hand slowly reached into her bag, pulling out her phone. Her fingers trembled slightly as she searched for the one contact she needed the most right now—her mother. Without hesitation, she immediately pressed the call button. Once… twice… and then again, over and over. But the answer remained the same. That cold operator’s voice echoed once more, informing her that the number she was trying to reach was not active.

~Dominic~ The ringtone of my phone yanks me from the depths of a financial report. I glance at the caller ID: "Mom." A flicker of unease prickles me. My mother rarely calls during work hours unless it’s important. “Dominic,” my mother’s voice sounds impatient as soon as I pick up the call. “I’ve run out of my medicine.” I pause. “Then ask them to refill it at the clinic.” There’s a brief silence before she speaks again, “I’ve been trying to reach the Omega all morning. She blocked my calls. I can't reach her.”

Noah's watch-phone rang, and he almost threw himself at it. The name was Serena. When I called, he ignored me or answered with "yeah," "okay," and "stop bothering me." For Serena, he turned sweet. "Serena, Daddy came to get me. No, I didn't cry. Mom still hasn't signed, but I'll help you." Her laugh came through the tiny speaker like silk over a blade. "My little prince is so good. Ask your daddy if he missed me."

"Shut up!" Alice was stunned. She clutched her cheek, staring at her mother in disbelief. "Mom?" "Don't call me that! I'm not your mother!" Cassandra slammed a DNA report down in front of her.

aunty Athena says, she's a meanie too, nu like her no more. "I want to go to daddy," I say, he's the only nice one. "Daddy is busy and don't you dare teleport him in," she says, why is she so mad at me, fine I won't teleport him in, I'll teleport myself over. I closed my eyes putting my focus on me, then imagining daddy, but instead of telling my magic to bring him in, I told my magic to take me over to him. "Yess!" I say proud of myself, I did manage to teleport but now that I'm seeing where I'm, maybe I was better at his room, this looks like the dungeon, Damon and Trent were both here, shirtless, with blood and bruises all over their faces.

I walked over to the balcony, enjoying the wind before softly replying, "I've called you like this several times before, Yohan." It was also my first time being a mother. I felt anxious and did not know what to do every time Julian got sick. Even with the family doctor present, I still called Yohan with trembling hands. My voice broke whenever I begged for him to come home. However, I could still recall his icy reply back then. I replied, "You told me, it's one thing I couldn't take care of myself, but how could I fail to take care of Juli as well?" "Naomi, I—" Yohan's voice was hoarse.