William Papa 소설 & 이야기

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.

"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!"

It's been three years since this woman has served as Papa's secretary, but since Papa passed his position to William, Juliana is now his secretary. Juliana looked very elegant that night, her long thick black hair was neatly laid back, a few small jewelery perched nicely on the woman's slender neck. Again, her long dress but beautifully shaping the woman's sculpted hips became William's greatest attraction. William really felt hypnotized for a few moments, then Juliana formally introduced herself to William, the woman's voice sounded very soft, her warm eyes seemed to make William immediately draw the conclusion that one day, that gaze would be his homecoming.

He was tired, desperate, broken. Jane was sobbing now, her hands clutching at the air as if she could stop the inevitable. “Please, please, don’t let him do this.” “Papa,” William said again, his voice breaking. “Listen to me. You can’t let him win. Don’t give him what he wants. Just, just shoot me.” Bruno’s breath hitched. “No.” “Do it!” William shouted, tears sliding down his cheeks. “He’ll kill her, Papa. He’ll kill her in front of me. Please.”

Jason must have gotten the wrong message because he was a CEO not director. Mr. William is remarkable in the art industry, it was a privilege.

He paid a gambler to lure her father to his casino at Dankaka and it worked perfectly but his f**king brother, Lexis, almost ruined his plan. Lexis never goes out except it's something very important; William was surprised to see him at his casino that day. Their father runs the mafia family under disguise as the chairman of THE LAWAL INDUSTRY in Lagos. William is 35 and 7 years older than Lexis but their father still did not see him fit to be the under boss of the mafia and he chose Lexis instead. With the support of the other members of the mafia, Lexis became the underboss and will become the new mafia leader after their father.

He rolls his eyes as he says, “You’re no fun, Peter. Well, I’m here. We have a lot to talk about.” I watch as the door opens, and it is William who enters, sitting on the single sofa in front of me. With William, we have the implicit deal that outside the house, he calls me boss, Mr. Bennett, or king, depending on whether we are with our people or with the humans. But inside the house, he calls us Peter and Parker since he grew up with us. He is my best friend. The three of us used to get into trouble, getting into mischief. He was always the mastermind of evacuation plans. Remembering those times makes me smile.

“I—I’m sorry, Mr Lux!” And Papa leaned into his ears and growled, “I’m sorry for giving you the opportunity, my friend.” He palm-pressed on the man’s forehead and pain finally burst through in a yelp. “You used my name to market your products, Steve. Without me, you think you can get to where you are right now? And you still dare to talk to me about inflation.” The head lifted and slammed twice more, as Papa roared in fury. “I AM THE GODDAMN INFLATION!”

There was Don Salvador, who everyone boasted, had won the great mafia war with a single bullet; Lord Pedro who was said to have had the most wives; Bruno the Wild who no one dared to call so while he lived… the pictures went back as far as the all, and there were more. Mama had not brought them all. At the very end of the long hall, there he was: Papa, the golden Mafia king (or so he liked to call himself). He was the best. The greatest. He had not done much but that was not the point. He had fought for his family. He was a man. He was a true king. And soon, he would join him, right there on that wall. Ernesto inhaled. He would make sure of it.

When the people outside the Langerhans family saw the arrival of the Wax family's Patriarch, their faces lit up. Because they knew that the show was far from over. When William saw his father coming, he became confident in an instant. ... William said coldly to Lucas, "Weren't you awesome just now? Now my father is here!" He then ran to the side of the Wax family's Patriarch. The Wax family's Patriarch, Logan Wax, couldn't help but reveal a shocked expression when he saw William's bruised face.