Son Forces Himself On Mom Novels & Stories

The year my daughter was born, I buried my identity as the queen of the Italian Mafia, stepped into the legitimate business world, and gave Emily the safe, ordinary childhood I had never been able to have. Along the way, I took in four boys who had nowhere else to go. I raised Jack, Alex, Daniel, and Ryan as my own sons. I gave them my home, my name, my connections, and eventually enough authority to become the four most powerful men inside Carter Group. Senior executives praised them constantly, calling them the future of the company. Even I thought their growing confidence was a good thing. After all, I had planned to give them far more than Carter Group someday. Then my daughter called me

"Don't you remember? When you said you'd make Noah's favourite... I was surprised. He hasn't come home in days. You said he'd come and I believed you. But... you just talked about Enzo coming too and that's when I knew... something was wrong." Mom blinks, and then she staggers back a bit. "Fuck." She says loudly, holding a hand to her head. She looks at me, then she starts laughing. "I must be..." She laughs some more then stops. "I don't know what's wrong with me." She inhales. I do. She misses her boys so much that she just... I don't know what Mom would do without those two. She's clearly losing her shit without them. I lead her to the sofa in the living room and help her sit.

I yanked my wrist free from Caden's grip, walked into the bedroom, and locked the door behind me. Outside, Caden was yelling, and Felix was wailing. "Felix! You just drove your mother away! I'm telling you right now, if this family loses her, you and I are done too!" "Daddy, I was wrong. I'm sorry! I want Mommy back! I don't want Ms. Sulvan anymore." "Now you know you were wrong? Too late!" I leaned against the door, listening to the chaos outside. Finally, the tears came. I didn't really want a divorce. I loved Caden, and I loved Felix too.

I say hoping that she can understand and and let me finish this. “ Why do I have a feeling that you are trying to chase me ” mom says her eyes fixed on me now. “ Mom-" I begin yo say not knowing what exactly I want to say and then the door busts open . “ I am sorry for interrupting ” Sona says as she stands at the door all awkward. “ Did you want anything ?” Mom asks her . “ Actually I want Dev...I mean Mr Rollins to sign on these papers ” she says as she hands the single paper to me.

But no matter how he moved, the sinew rope held him fast. He begged, "Mom, I was wrong. I really was wrong. Please let me go, okay? I'm begging you. I promise I'll take good care of you for the rest of your life." Mom focused on aiming at his leg bone and didn't turn around. "When you were killing my daughter, did she beg you like this, too?" The blade fell, and Grayson's leg bone made a cracking sound. He nearly blacked out from the pain. Mom said, "Oh, it didn't come off? Sorry, I'm getting old and weak. I'll make another cut right now."

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.”

"Very well." No "well done, Coven Leader Hayle." No "you've saved the day, Sydlynn." Nope. The three of them just spun and left, marching out as though they were the heroines of the hour, leaving Mom to sigh and run her hand over her eyes before straightening and addressing Pender. "Enforcer Leader," she said. "If you would?" "Please," Sonja practically fell on Mom before anyone could stop her. "Where is my Liam?"

"You are a son of the Sthor. A full-blown Sthor, son of the bloodline. We don't lose, Grey. We have never been losers. And you are certainly not going to lose a man you love to Western blood. Not while I'm still breathing." I sat there, frozen. At this point, I could swear my mom had passed the boundaries of being annoying. How on earth could she tell me to fight for a man that had been claimed and destined a mate? "Mom!" “Don't ‘Mom’ me,” she retorted, pointing the fork at my face. “You better be fast. Time waits for no one.” Then she leaned in, her brow rising mischievously. “If you need tips, I'm a pro.”

I scoff, rolling my eyes at her. “Don’t make this about me,” she says in a harsh tone, frowning deeply. “I’m only stating the obvious.” “The only obvious here is that there is no way I am grovelling before that monster,” I shout back, feeling anger rise in my gut. “Fine,” mom replies curtly, slamming the brakes and pulling to the side of the road. “If you won’t go see him, I will.” She brings out her phone and calls him, putting it on loudspeaker.

She felt lucky to have the two of them here with her. “You guys really make me jealous.” "What's wrong MomMom? Are you starting to miss Dad?” "Honestly, I miss him. He won't be back until next week." "So you're going to stay here until next week?" Hulya hit Nickson's arm hard and pinched his ear at his rudeness. "You want to kick me out of here?" "Did I say that to you, Mom?" asked Nickson annoyed. His ears became very red after his mother pulled them hard.