Ndak Papa Novelas e Histórias

Hanggang sa sinagot ko na nga siya. "Oh, so that boy is here." saad ni Papa habang Nakataas ang kilay. "Papa!" Saway ko sa kanya. Dad doesn't want me to have a boyfriend because I'm too young for that. Pero anong magagawa ko eh gusto ko talaga si Khael at hindi lang iyon basta pagkagusto. I really love him. Kahit ako ay hindi kaylan man naisip na darating ang panahong magmamahal ako sa murang edad.

He just lost himself to the darkness of love. "Yes, pa...," Nadazhda swallowed what she wanted to say next because he didn't want her to call him her father. He said he hated it and he wasn't her father. He was just a sperm donor, but whatever happened, he would always be her best friend and papa. "Nadazhda," he called softly, looking at her with sadness. "Yeees," she stuttered. "Do you want to call me papa?" Nadazhda nodded eagerly, feeling bubbles of happiness deep inside her.

MY BACKSIDE STILL HURT FROM THE THRASHING I HAD RECEIVED THE NIGHT BEFORE, AFTER I HAD BEEN CAUGHT DAYDREAMING AND BURNED HIS DINNER. “I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING ELSE TO GIVE YOU,” PAPA WAS SAYING. ANOTHER MAN SAT IN THE KITCHEN WITH PAPA. HE LOOKED TERRIFYING TO ME. HE WAS TALL WITH BROAD SHOULDERS AND HAIR THAT WAS SO BLOND IT ALMOST LOOKED WHITE. HE LUNGED AT THE TABLE LIKE A LAZY LION. I HAD RECOGNIZED HIM. ONE OF MAMA'S FRIENDS, ANTHONIO BROWN, MAMA SAID HE WAS A GOOD PERSON, BUT RIGHT NOW HE'S NO DIFFERENT THAN MY FATHER.

Edi nadamay tuloy! "Dad, you’re Mr. Understanding, ha." Tudyo ni Kuya Lucas. May naglalarong ngisi sa kanyang labi. "Yeah..." Simpleng sagot lang ni papa, parang hindi naman big deal sa kanya ang ideya na iyon. Ayos lang sa kanya, ganoon yata talaga siguro kapag nagmamahal! "Congratulations, papa and mama…" Masayang wika ko. "Group hug!"

"Anak kamusta ang lakad mo kahapon?" Tanong ni Papa sa akin ng maibaba niya ang kape na iniinom niya. "Okay naman po pa. Natanggap ako bilang isang extra DJ pero hindi nga lang full-time. Okay na rin sa akin 'yon," masayang balita ko at ininom ang tsaa na ginawa ko kanina. Alas otso na sa umaga at naabutan ko si papa dito sa sala malapit sa sliding window glass na nakaupo at nagbabasa ng dyaryo.

"Stinky Papa! Stinky Papa!" Chloe and Chris stood and watched with their adorable faces. They looked slightly frightened by Papa's soccer skills. "Ah! I don't want to play anymore!" Chloe immediately rushed to Mama's side and hugged her legs. "It's fine. It's fine…" Anne held Chloe's hand and walked toward Charlie, who was still bawling. "Charlie, does your head hurt? Let me have a look." "I don't want Papa anymore!" Charlie got on his feet and was very angry. "Papa is not my Papa anymore!"

“On Father’s Day? You wound me, Papa. In front of my mate and child, no less.” Darren leaned toward Lando. “Such a drama queen,” Darren sighed. Lando snickered behind his hand. “Does Nonno Alec really not have favorites?” Papa’s expression shifted. Not soft, exactly. Papa didn’t do soft in public. He did subtle rearrangements of danger into warmth. “No,” Papa said firmly, his tone low but gentle. “Children are not ranked.” That stabbed somewhere behind my ribs, quick and rude. I hid it with a grin. “See? That means I remain undefeated because there was never a competition,” I said cheerfully.

Cooking always calms her down. “Tanya, you look after your mama while we’re gone,” Papa instructs. “Yes, Papa,” she replies. Tanya was the first to call him Papa, where it took Maryo a couple of years. He still alternates between Mr. Andre Vittorio and Papa. It was easier for both to switch from Mrs. Alica Vittorio to Mama, though. Papa was a heritage of Italian-Russian ancestry and Mama was a pure Filipina. Just to please Mama, we all eat twice as much. It feels like I’m going to burst by the time I stand up from the table. I press a kiss to Mama’s cheek before giving her a tight hug, then move to Tanya to hug her quickly.

Cheng liyue, stroked her son's little head. With a smile on her lips, she said,. " Alright, didn't I tell you before? Back then, mommy didn't even know who your father was, so let's not search for daddy, okay?" " Mommy, I heard that it's popular now to have a Godfather. You wait, someday I'll find one to support you. " The little boy said with arms akimbo. After hearing this, cheng liyue burst out laughing. Looking at her little boy, she said. " No, mommy doesn't need you to find a Godfather!

My gaze landed on Sofia’s chest. Pinned to her dress was an ancient bronze brooch shaped like a double-headed serpent. In the eyes of the snake sat two incredibly rare blood diamonds. That wasn't just jewelry. That was the Sigil of the Papa—the supreme token left to me by my father, the previous "Pope" of the Mafia. I kept it locked in a hidden safe. Noticing my stare, Sofia gasped theatrically, covering her mouth with her hand.