A Papa Novels & Stories

He grumbles. "You really need to stop being scared of your papa." I tell him. "You know well that can't be happening because there is only one person who is not scared of him and that is none other than my dad. I don't know how he handles papa so well while nearly pee in my pants." This time I am not able to control my laugh anymore. Seriously for a 25 years old, he is a scaredy cat when it comes to his papa and my uncle Oliver.

The man rumbled as Lexi stepped backward and turned to grin at Ann and Adam. "Guys, this is Papa, Papa, this is Adam and Ann." Lexi beamed excitedly. Lexi's father cut a truly imposing figure, broad-shouldered, bulging muscles as far as the eye could see, and an expression that threatened an untimely death as he stared impassively towards Adam and Ann.

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.

Papa’s shout distracted us. I looked to the side and saw Papa looking disapprovingly at us, his open laptop in his hands. A normal person would be embarrassed to have their father catch them making out, let alone making out with one man while another is behind you getting handsy. I, however, am not a normal person. I’m Zoe Petridis, and the Goddess saw fit not to give me a sense of shame or embarrassment. Instead, I focused on Papa’s laptop screen, where I caught a glimpse of my Mama.

Joining the other guy who looked weird. "Good day, Sir!" Andrius greeted politely. "There is no good in the day when I see you," Pappi replied "Pappi!" Anya grabbed Pappi's attention. Then she turned to the other person. "Pappi, who is that?" she asked her father. Pappi followed where she had been looking and burst out laughing. "Mr. Montreal's really cute," Pappi said.

Not a single one of Mama's physical traits had ingrained in me. I used to be so proud when my friends called me Papa's look-alike. To me, he was my idol, my role model in everything, especially in love. He was a retired Air Force general. He was also a former intel officer who traveled extensively to conflict-prone countries. Papa spent his young and old lives with my mother, who was also a doctor in the military. After completing all their duties, they co-managed a wine company and a large, modern cattle ranch. They left the company that my grandmother and grandfather inherited from me. And my younger sister also received the same inheritance, except that she predominantly runs the fashion

Papa was a meticulous man especially when it was affiliated to his family. When there was a spillage, there would be a lot of commotion as people would rush out with their children to get a taste of their natural resources but not Papa and Mama. They adhered strictly to their norms “people are causing more harm to themselves” Papa would always point out. My papa was not scared of anything, he would be bold even if a death threat was hanging on his neck. He always had the maxim saying “fear no one except God”.

I ask. "He left. " Replied dad. "Where will we go? " I ask. "I don't know" He said. "What about aarav and jack? " I ask. Papa open the door and a huge guy enter the room. He was taller than Jack and more muscular. "There she is" He said looking at me with a smile. "Back off" Yell papa. "Don't be pain in ass old man. I am here to feed your tiny daughter. Boss's order" He said and gave a box to papa.

I do not think he expected to see me walk through his door. “I apologize for calling on you so late, Pappa,” I tell him and see him shaking his head. “No, you don’t need to apologize at all. You’re my son, my door is always open for you.” I smile at this. He may be a ruthless Pakhan, but he was an amazing father. As I take a seat opposite him, he regards me with curiosity, “What seems to be a problem?” He starts and a frown crosses my face, “Why do you think there’s a problem, Pappa?”

"Papa is sad?" Calvin shook his head vigorously, forcing his best smile to appear. "No, Papa isn't sad. Papa is just promising himself... Papa will pay for all that seven years of lost time. Papa will accompany Daven to play soccer every day, and Papa will fulfill all of Rara's requests. Starting from today, there will be no more days without Papa." "Hooray!" Daven and Aurora shouted in unison, breaking the silence that had briefly crept into the dining room.