Ndak Papa Novels & Stories

It was one of her comfort potions whenever she had dysmenorrhea, or whenever she was stressed. "Mom, you do realize that I'm already a family man now, right?" Ira chuckled, yanking his mother's hand away from his face. "Please stop squeezing my cheek as if I'm still your five-year-old errand boy." "I know, I know," said Helena, tapping his jaw gently. "Nice to see you again, Miguel," his father greeted him, too. That was the latter's pet name for Ira. "Hey, dad. I'm sorry we came late for the family breakfast."

"Never mind, sir. Madam will be fine." Keenan just snorted softly. I don't know how many times he had gone to the bathroom because he was so nervous. To the point that Farel and his opa saw him shudder in horror. "Dad, you might want to play Lego with me," Farel said, offering an option so that his papa could calm down a little. "Sorry. You can play with Grandaddy. I have to be on standby." "Oh my. Keenan, you've got something going on." His daddy was just trying to understand.

"Papa Sebastian! Have you bought any souvenirs for Dinda?" Sebastian smiled, feeling his heart warm. "Papa just arrived at the airport, honey. I'll buy you something special later. What are you doing there?" "I'm watching cartoons with the nurse," Dinda answered excitedly. "The nurse gave me candy earlier. When will Papa come home?” Sebastian was silent for a moment, finding it difficult to answer. "Papa will be home in two days, honey. But Papa promises we'll play again like yesterday. You have to be a strong child, okay?"

Medyo nakabusangot dahil naputol 'yung pinapanood niya kanina nang biglang dumating si Papa. Niligpit ko na lang ang mga gamit na pinagkainan namin ng cake. Buti nga at may natira pa kahapon na dala ko kaya naibigay ko pa kay Papa. Hinayaan ko na muna ang hugasin sa lababo, wala namang pasok bukas sa cafe kaya bukas ko na gagawin. "Dummy," biglang tawag nito kaya nilingon ko ito bilang sagot. "Why don't you wish to have a perfect life? To be accepted by your father's relatives and everything. Para naman 'di ka nag-iisa."

BAM I jumped in shock and squeezed my eyes when papa slammed the table. Why did he have to open his mouth? I don’t know what his problem is, but it’s not right to just say those kinds of words only to show how much he’s rebelling. “I will not allow any type of disrespect in this house, Nikandreo! Why don't you just fix your own life and quit playing around? Go find a woman to marry. A decent one. The board will never accept you as the President and you will ruin my image if you continue playing around. Prove them your worth. Prove them that you are a Velasquez. They've been watching you all these years, wasting your time on your nonsense gimmicks and sleeping around with sluts! Fix your life

she looked at me and gave me a small smile. "Do you know that Sandro is my father?" She asked and I was surprised. "He... He is your..." "Yes, that man is my father. I had no idea myself until a few days before his death. Just my biological father though, nothing more cause I never felt like we were family. Never. I was Sandro's rejected child. Sandro didn't care about female children and that was why he never claimed me for all of those years, that was why he never showed up for me. To Sandro, I was useless! I was worthless to him! My mum could have been better taken care of if only I came out as a male. But no, I am a female child, useless and disgusting. I asked Sandro why he told me I wa

“You’ve come, after so long, recalled your father.” I hurried over to him and hugged him. I had missed him a lot. Papa then bowed at Andres and escorted us inside. Uncle Sam wasn't present in the pack at the moment. Papa said he went to attend a relative's function in another pack. As soon as the door was closed, I didn’t hesitate. I stepped forward, my voice firm. “Papa—” He paused and looked up. “I need to know about Mom. Her origin, her bloodline… everything.”

Once I entered the main study—the one used for general business—I saw Papa sitting behind the big mahogany desk on his chairwheel. In front of him were an old man and a young woman. They must’ve sensed my hesitation, as Papa smiled and said, “Come on, my baby girl.” I smiled and entered. My relationship with Papa wasn’t like it used to be, but somehow, we had a silent middle-ground agreement. “Mila, this is Mr. Frederick Russetti and his assistant, Ms. Nadia Muller. Frederick is your father’s uncle,” Papa said. Then he stammered, adding, “I mean… your biological father’s uncle.”

He reigned havoc on Moscow with a dirty mouth, an easy smile, and a snake for a heart. “Do we have a deal?” my papa snapped. Ronan stared at me for many seconds, his cool gaze raising the hair on my arms. “No.” “Nyet?” “I think I would like to play with my new pet for a while first.” I held his stare, unwilling to show him the dread inside. Thankfully, he couldn’t see the cold sweat beneath my clothes. Papa’s teeth were clenched. “Touch her, and—” “You’ll cut off my cock and shove it down Nadia’s throat,” Ronan finished, bored. “I heard you the first time.”

Bryan's reddening face was a very satisfying breakfast item for him. “The problem is, I don't want to be dictated by your game forever. Marrying Nadine is just another chain to my feet,” Andreas said with a shrug. He shook his head once. “Mama has been my chain all this time. I don't want to add another one.” “Andreas, stop it. I’m begging you.” “Do you remember, Ma? I also begged you to leave Papa, but you didn't listen to me. What do you see in Papa? He can't do anything without you.”