Novel & Cerita Submissive Mom

My breathing grows faster. “You’re so easily riled up,” Aiden murmurs. “They know exactly how to get under that beautiful skin of yours.” I let his words sink into my skin. I let them bite into me. “Don’t let them get to you, Danika. Rise above. Learn to play the submissive part,” he whispers, causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. “What if I don’t want to be a submissive?” I whisper. His hand travels up my spine, over my bra, to the nape of my neck. He grabs my hair in a tight fist and yanks my head back until I’m staring at the ceiling.

I grab her jaw and squeeze it tightly. -Look at me well, my beautiful, it's up to you to choose: either you agree to be with me, to be my submissive, to be my slave 24 hours a day, or I kill your parents. I show her the video of her parents sleeping in their bedroom. You see, I know where they are. They can die today, right at this moment, so you choose, it's yes or it's no. She starts to cry. -Why are you doing this, why? You were nice yesterday, why are you so mean today?

I feel tired and my body is somewhat exhausted. I turned my body to the left, leaned against the pillow, and rested my head on my palm. I tried closing my eyes. But before I could fall asleep—I suddenly remembered Heaven. Talking about Heaven—I realized that he knew Mom was coming home today and he took the opportunity to inform Mom and Dad about it so that they would let me out tomorrow until Sunday. He said that Mom and Dad should be aware as they know that Heaven is courting me, and it was evident from their faces that they approved of Heaven.

Third person POV "What's with all the favorites and stuff?" Mason suddenly asked, he has been quiet all this while, just listening to his son and wife talk, his face was neutral, and no one could gawk at what he was thinking, Nora immediately smiled "Nothing much, I'm just trying to get closer to my stepson and familiarize with him, knowing his favorites are part of it babe" Nora replied, she felt guilty for having such dirty thoughts and mind, but even though she felt guilty she was still damn aroused.

"My son is truly sharp! He takes right after me when it comes to women he has excellent taste." Henry just shook his head, chuckling softly. Then, Mathilda turned her attention back to me. "Ma'am Solana... I honestly thought you were Henry's sister." "Why is that?" Freddie looked at her. "Because Henry's mom looks so young." Freddie laughed out loud. "Solana is his stepmom." After saying that, he looked at me with immense pride. "My wife is indeed still very young. She's still studying." I offered a faint smile. But before I could even say a word, Freddie laughed again.

"I've had it with you! Do I look like a pushover, huh?" Unaccustomed to such humiliation, Mom struggled to her feet to teach the women a lesson. But her two fists were no match for so many opponents, and she was ultimately forced back to the floor. The women she had bullied over the years punched and kicked her while she lay there helpless, curled up on the floor, protecting her face as best as she could. She was acting just like I used to. For the first time, Mom was defeated by those women. The series of blows she had suffered left her on the brink of madness—more so than ever.

Am I really that worthless to you? Every word I said was filled with pain. The relatives' expressions toward Mom shifted from suspicion to pure contempt and disgust. "That's despicable… absolutely despicable!" someone muttered. "Even the cruelest animals wouldn't hurt their own child. Is she really her mother?" another asked. "She always acted so fair, but it turns out she was playing favorites the whole time! She even gave a dead person's coat to her daughter. Isn't she afraid of karma?" a relative remarked.

I muttered, finding it hard to believe. Angrily, I pushed down the entire content of my table. I screamed out in anger at my helplessness. My mum is the pioneer of my family. After getting married to her, my dad transferred his entire asset to her name and now she controls everything, including our lives. One act of disobedience from you, you will be kicked out of the family. So to avoid that, everyone dances to her tone. It's annoying to listen to her constant orders but then, I had to, if I wanted a share of my dad's wealth. Even though I was seen as the CEO and all the companies were named after me, I had no single say in the affairs of the company. It's really annoying. But then, I had t

My mom quickly added, "Yes, even though we weren't very nice to him in the past, he'll surely lend a helping hand for your sake, so please go and ask him." I forced a bitter smile; my parents didn't know that I had already been dumped by that man. I reluctantly agreed to go and ask him. Before leaving, my mom used the little money we had left to buy me some clothes: a deep V-neck dress and sexy pointed-toe heels. She also had someone do a beautiful makeover and style my hair. As I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, a hint of self-mockery crept across my lips. This didn't seem like a plea, but more like a seduction.

The CEO of Gray Corporation was into sadomasochism—what was that, if not big news? Soon, the paparazzi forgot why they were originally there. They ignored Mom and circled Neal and me. No one cared what she had to say. We only brought Mom to my hospital ward once the paparazzi were gone. I had to admit that Neal's demeanor was much more daunting now that he was back to being rich and powerful—I didn't know what he and Mom talked about, but she looked deflated when she left. She didn't say a word to me, and she no longer looked like the obnoxious shrew she'd been earlier.