Married To The Mafia (BWWM)

Mother Creep

"Is my mom still alive?", Belle asked.

"Yeah that crazy bi-

"What was you going to say n*gga," this very short light skinned women said as she came into view.

"Nothing sweetheart," Dr. Harvie said.

"Hmm. I already know n*gga and don't think I won't get yo ass for it. Now where the hell have you been?", she asked.

"I was here, with our daughter," Dr. Harvie said.

"Our dau-", she paused as she turned around and looked at us.

"Oh fuck, its really you," she said as she went over and hugged Belle.

"Yeah, nice to meet you," Belle smiled.

"You too sweetie, but just hold on a minute," she said as she turned around and slapped Dr. Harvie's chest.

"Why didn't yo bitch ass tell me that you found her?", she asked him angrily.

"I was going to tell you tonight. How did you find me anyway?", he asked.

"I got connections. I'm always watching you," she said.

"Crazy bitch," Dr. Harvie mumbled.

"What?", Belle's mom asked.

"Nothing Sweetheart," he said as he gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Mhmm keep saying slick shit and I'm going to slap yo ass," she said.

"How you gonna slap me when you can't even reach my level?", Dr. Harvie asked.

"Imma bring you down to mine," she said as she kicked him in the nuts and slapped him across his face.

I definitely saw where Belle got her craziness from.

"Fuck!", Dr. Harvie cursed.

"Umm well we have to go get our son, so are you guys coming or...?", Belle asked, trailing off.

"We gonna come with y'all," her mom said as she pulled Dr. Harvie, well Belle's dad along.

We got in the car and started driving toward the airport.

Belle's P.O.V.

I was sitting in the back with my mom and dad, since they both insisted.

"He got good dick?", my mom asked, whispering in my ear. I nodded, blushing.

"Yeah he look like his stroke game on point. I fucked an Italian once, very passionate lovers. Nice size cocks too, they really know how to work it," my mom laughed.

Marciello cleared his throat uncomfortably.

"Yeah your momma was a hoe, but she was my hoe," my dad said.

"Awe that's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me," my mom said, smiling.

Their relationship was weird.

"I was a stripper back then and when I saw your daddy I thought ooh that n*gga is fine. So long story short we got married, we fucked and then two years later we divorced. Then we met up two years later again at a strip club except this time he was the stripper," my mom said.

"That's an interesting story," I said.

"Yeah, how did you meet Marciello?" My mom asked.

"He drove past me and splashed water on me. Two days later we were married," I said.

"That's cool," my mom said smiling.

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