🥀 Little...Darkest Moments 🥀

Chapter-1

IMAGINE:

"Why are you doing this? Why are you like this around her? You are like a slave when you are in her presence. She has you wrapped around her filthy little fingers."

My head shoots up at my mother's wording. My eyes drop horror, anger as she looks at me with the same emotions.

"Talk about her like that again... and I won't think twice before throwing you out of my penthouse... even if you are my mother. Show some respect you are a woman. She is my wife." I growled. Her eyes narrowed at my wording. One hell of a good thing, I resemble her much I guess. Her anger is one thing I have inherited from her.

"Tell me, son!? What is she doing to you?" Her voice was angered. She was furious as she took a step towards me.
I breathe out and a picture of my girl smiling at me flashes my mind. Blood pumps in my veins a lot more furiously at her thought.

"She smiles, she laughs, she takes my life away. She breathes, she takes my breath away. She walks, she has my life. She exists, she makes it worth living for. I think love is a small word to describe what I feel for her. It's beyond obsession or any maddening. I just can't name it and I don't want to because I have her and that's it." I look directly into my mother's eyes. I want to show her how much I feel for my girl, how much I love my woman.

"You have my answers, mother. Now, get out before my guards throw you out for disrespecting my wife." I warn her.

"I am your mother." Her voice broke slightly. Not anyone could notice those changes my mother showed but being what I am today. I am observant of small things.

"I know. But haven't you already chosen your path? Let me have mine. Go and let me live before I make you understand why everyone is so afraid of me..."

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