Tabu Mother 소설 & 이야기

"Hi Luca, am Louisa but you can call me Nana. she hugged him and placed tiny kisses on his face making him giggle. Louisa Quinn, my mum and she's everything to me. She's the reason my siblings and I are where we are today. The person behind our success. We weren't rich but we weren't poor either. We were comfortable with what we heard. She was a pharmacist at one of the biggest hospital in New York. My elder sister Anastasia was the one who followed her path in career but she's a neurosurgeon. My brother owns chains of restaurants all over the world and I went into architecture and interior designing. The house has been decorated and the cake will be delivered in an hour. We were done with b

Want to grip her brown hair round my fists as I pound her with my cock or while I face fucked her. Fuck! This girl was my student and it was Taboo. And it yet alluring. Mouthwatering. The temptations… The Taboo… I've always stalked her, watched her, making sure the information of her being the perfect witch, the perfect person to perfect my plans. “That's enough, I'm fine." I growled, my cock in my boxers was so hard that I couldn't think anymore. I slowly stood and heard her gasp as I towered above her. Fuck! I shouldn't but my eyes were already on her full lips. Several dirty images clouding my head.

Tabitha shot us one last glare before hastening away. "Go, chase your master," Mom's taunt didn't dent my ego. I could chase Tabitha around all day and not get tired of it. "Please, stop! You do realize we're asking a lot from her, right? We're lucky she isn't throwing hands at us already." As those words escaped my lips, my mother shook her head at me in disbelief. “If you don't hold her tongue now, she will cross all her boundaries and make you her little bitch,” I knew my mother would start complaining soon. She only liked Tabitha because she wanted Carena to be out of my life but now she was growing impatient with Tabi as well.

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Tyler mumbled, his eyes widening in surprise. Jacob pursed his lips as he sipped from his glass of wine. "I was referring to her daughters," Tyler blinks rapidly. " Huh? She has two kids. Is she married or what? She looks very young," Jacob shook his head. "She's just a single mother. Can we stop discussing it now? I want total silence," he screwed up his face irritatedly. "You didn't know that a while ago when she was here," he muttered under his breath as he played with his phone.

Keith said "Tabatha called me and asked me to sneak Tia onto Pack Territory because she wanted to apologize to the two of you for whatever happened at the Hospital. I told her I couldn't do that. I should have known she was up to something then. I take it Tia doesn't know Mandy is her mother," Abby asked. "NO. That is why we need you to call Tabatha back and tell her you have changed your mind. We need to tell Tia who her mother was and what Tabatha did to her," Jacob said

He and I were never meant to be. I drove back home, strangely calm. *** In my room, I stared at Luca's peaceful, sleeping face and let the worries fade. Being genuine isn't the mistake—trusting the wrong people is. And that was okay. The road ahead was still long, and I didn't need any man to make it through. I wasn't the bullied, helpless housewife I used to be. By then, I'd become a professional—a mother who could stand on her own and support Luca through my own hard work.

she stammered, dipping her head in a frantic, instinctive bow. "There’s no need," I said, my voice surprisingly steady as I walked toward the professional-grade range. The familiar weight of a copper pan felt grounding in my hand. "I’ve spent three years cooking for people who didn't deserve to eat. I’d like to prepare this meal myself." The woman—whose name tag read Cresinta—stood frozen, watching me with a mixture of confusion and a growing, quiet awe. "In all the years I have worked here," Cresinta whispered, her voice barely audible over the sizzle of the eggs, "this house has stayed silent. No guests. No... distractions."

"That woman is your mother-in-law, but look at how badly you've tortured her! She's my daughter and Connor's foster mother! How can you refuse to repent and continue insulting her? You're a horrible woman!" Ruby's face turned pale instantly. Connor had told her once before that he had a foster mother who was only three years older than he was. She always thought it was a kind of kink. That was why when Connor claimed that I was his mother, she refused to believe it and was sure that I was just a slutty vixen. She never expected all of this to be true.

The woman who ordered it. I told you the half-truth: Delinda ordered Camilla raped and murdered, and you still love that demoness you call Mom. That’s when I knew you'd always choose her, even knowing what she did. For years, taboo tasted bitter, but now I want to take back every touch, every mark I left on you. I want to die. Rain batters the windshield as I speed past blurred landscapes and neon lights. Tears cling to my lashes. The steering wheel creaks under my grip.