Who Is Joe Mama Novels & Stories

"Herbie, help your mom! I'm your real mother!" Ella screamed loudly, hoping to garner sympathy, but no one stepped forward to help her. Then Herbie’s voice broke through, cold yet trembling, filled with painful emotion, "I don't have a mother! She died when I was five!" Herbie's quiet but firm voice silenced Ella and brought an eerie calm to the corridor. Ella froze, stunned by Herbie's declaration. It was as if Herbie’s words had snapped Ella out of a dark trance, finally making her realize the damage she'd caused. Without another word, Ella allowed herself to be led away by security.

It took me a moment to focus on her, and when I did, I had to bite back a scowl of my own. “Mrs. Malraux,” I greeted Joe’s mother wearily. “Zachary, can you please tell my son to start answering my calls?” She said, putting her hands on her hips. She was wearing a business suit today, her hair coiffed and all in all, looking like one hell of a power MILF. “Just because he’s gotten himself a mate doesn’t mean he can start neglecting his mother. I’ve gone through a lot of shit to make sure he has every opportunity to have a good life, and if he wants to throw it away on some tramp, that’s his choice. But that doesn’t mean she can just turn him against me so easily.”

Hoping he’d touch me again. The kitchen smelled like fresh coffee and sizzling bacon, the warm, comforting aromas filling the air and making my stomach growl despite everything. Mom was already seated at the table, scrolling through her phone with a satisfied, glowing look on her face, the kind of post-sex glow that made my stomach twist with a confusing mix of jealousy and shame. She looked relaxed and happy, completely unaware of the storm raging inside me. And there he was.

"Joe, what nonsense are you spouting?" Her mother was the kindest, most gentle person she knew. How could she be what Joe claimed? Seeing her turn back, Joe suddenly laughed. His laughter turned manic. "Hahaha... You didn't expect this, did you, Haley? You think you're so much better than Xena, but you're just an illegitimate child with no known father!" "Your mother, Yvonne, who everyone says was kind and gentle and who founded JY, was nothing more than a whore in private!

he informed. "Really! What about mom?" She questioned further. "Well, mom is uhh! She kicked the bucket" Joe spoke in idiom. "I am so sorry" Imelda expressed her sympathy. She had loved Mrs. Vera as her own mother and shared a really close relationship with her. Mrs. Vera was the mother she never had, always putting others before herself. Too bad she did not get to see her for too long before her death. "Joe, do you still love me?" Imelda asked.

Mary probed reminding me of last weekend. “Yes, but how will that help us?” I asked, still confused about where she was getting at? “You dimwit, do you remember Ella spoke about introducing her then-boyfriend by the name of Joe something?” Momma replied irritably. That name actually rang a bell now. (Raising my eyebrow) I exclaimed, “Oh my God you’re right!!! He did work in her company, no wonder his name and face felt familiar! What are you thinking?” I curiously asked, my eyes dancing with excitement.

I felt like a cross between an Amish barn raising and the video of the world’s fastest house building. It was mid-morning when Joe's mom finally took mercy on me, and pulled me to one side. She was sort of the matriarch of the whole women's contingent, and when she had my ear, everyone else stayed out of the way. "Jack, Jack, Jack. What are we going to do with you? Hmmm?" She shook her head, looking at me like some kid who had been caught in a fib. I tried out my boyish charm, and sheepish grin. No luck. It earned me a cuff on the head.

Joe Wright came to sit beside her and called out warmly, "Keira." "Joe Daddy." Keira shouted excited to see him, her face full of excitement. She wrapped her arms around Papa Joe's neck, her little face with the color of missing, "Keira has not seen you for many days, Papa Joe, Keira misses you so much." Joe Wright slowly said, "Joe dad also misses you." After taking a deep breath, he spoke with a complicated face, "Joe dad heard from your mommy that you and your real daddy have met?" Keira nodded, still with a hidden look of delight in her eyes, "Yeah, Joe Dad. I have a real daddy now." Joe Wright heard her words, the bottom of his eyes can't help but flash a bitter smile, if he just had a

"Mr Joachim was a Member of the national assembly and as a politician, he was bound to travel a lot so all thanks to him, I traveled a lot too." "And Stephanie's mother?" I demanded. We then got stuck in traffic and Joe wasn't driving. "She lives here." "In Greenland?" "Yes. She has her own mansion in the city." Joe told me. "So you worked for Stephanie's dad and you are working for her husband?" I asked even though it was evident. Joe was silent for a while. He heaved a deep sigh. "My Boss Joe died in an accident. We were together, I was driving then something hit our vehicle from behind. He was sitting alone behind and next thing I remembered was the car sommersaulting and..."

Mama looked around, “Hell, I wouldn’t know, I haven’t seen her mother or her since the day Isa caught her mother and Joe’s ass messing around on the couch and me kicking both their asses. I cannot believe the nerve of this asshole. He’s lucky he’s dead or I’d kill his ass again this time intentionally.”