Muichiro Father Novels & Stories

Diego said, and the man, Mario, put his hands on his shoulders. “Do not underestimate your enemy, Diego. The man is one who has managed to manipulate more men than you, and they were even stronger than all of us combined.” He said, keeping his eyes on mine. “You have your mother’s eyes. But I will admit, that glare reminds me a lot of Bartolomeo.” “I only have one mother and one father. My father is dead and my mother is in Moscow fighting for her life.” I said, and the man nodded.

For a seventy-year-old man,mio padrestill looked vigorous. My father was Luca Romano, Don of the Romano family, a man known for his honor despite our occupation. Even the Dons of the four families respected my father. My father was an honorable man who always kept his word. The other families never had to worry about my father going back on a deal. In his younger days, he was known as 'Trigger-finger Luca' according to what I was told as a child. My father had been hot-headed and quick to anger in his youth, but now, he was calmer, although he still had the edge and sharpness of a demon. I could always see it in his eyes.I loved my father with all my heart. I never met my mother as she had d

How true was this? "Why should I believe you?" I let out, staring at Mario in the eyes and he didn't look away. He rubbed the roof of his nose and said, "Yuturo says my father had helped in smuggling you and Danny Di Marco into North America when the Di Marco empire fell" My breathing became tense because, despite the fading memories, I could still remember there was a third party with us after the death of Papa' but I never saw him again when we arrived that night in California.

Mario was about to say something to Josh, but he didn't finish his sentence, as Giovanni cut him off. "Mario, enough. You will not disrespect your cousin in front of me," Giovanni declared firmly. Mario shot a venomous glare at Josh, his gaze laden with hatred as he reluctantly backed down. Josh struggled to understand the enigma of Mario's hostility and the impending revelation about his father. It became increasingly clear that his father, whom he had never met and didn't even know if he was still alive, harbored unresolved issues within the family, fueling Mario's evident disdain.

Tatay Mario's friends almost fell on their seats in his intro while Verna punches gently her father. "Until hik*now you're still strict hik* with your daughter." commented one of his friends. "Yes, Dad. Later our youngest will be an old maiden." Bernard added. He's the third of the siblings. "That's right! hik*of course, I'll protect her." Tatay Mario said. "Whoever hik*makes the mistake of touching even the tip of her fingers will going to taste hik*my hands," he added. I winced at what I've heard. He's a strict father.

But with enough security to hold them back from coming to us. “It is time”. Micheal said to me with a nod, before turning his attention to the masses, as he placed his palms on the podium stand in front of him. “Hello, everyone. I'm Micheal”. He began, and because he didn't include his last name, ‘Rodriguez’, which was his father's name, I was able to tell that he had not forgotten what his father had done to him and his mother. The terrible mistake he made that caused them their happiness.

I'm the only one who should. The Past... - - - - - Regu Mustacho POV. "Are you the children of Mustacho Bartulume?" The doctor told us that he had just come out of the emergency room. Arcane my brother and I stood up and confronted the doctor to find out about Father's condition. "Yes, we are the two sons of Mustacho Bartulume." My brother and I said together while nervous. Mama died due to illness and we missed her early and now it's Father.

she asked. “The meek shall inherit the earth,” her father replied. “What do you want Kit?” “I need to ask you some questions,” she said, but her father, who walked from around the other side of the stairs wasn’t looking at her but at Mitsuhide. “You have some nerve,” her father said to him, “Do you know what your family cost me?” “Father!” she said. “Look at him. This isn’t Miles Akechi. It is his cousin, his and Michael’s. You were there when his parents were banned. You have to remember.”

They stayed in a hotel there. "Papa, watashi wa anata to issho ni Firipin ni iki, sokode benkyo o tsudzukemasu," Miku said to her father as she lifted her head and turned her gaze towards him. (I'll just go with you to the Philippines and continue my studies there.)

Miho had said looking confused. “That what I thought” Jin had said with a rude short laughter while leaning against the wall. His father had gave him an unpleasant look. “Not this time my treasure” Miho’s father had replied pulling her cheeks. “Daddy has to go to work so he doesn’t want to miss the taking of the pictures, now come.” The loud yell from her big brother was what drew Miho out of her deep thoughts. She was sure that she was probably shouting at the maids or worse fighting with Apple who had suddenly moved in with them after their father had passed away.