Novel & Cerita Papa Copia

my father and I said simultaneously. “The police are scared of him,” I cried. “César Navarro. He did it. He’s-sick, Papa. Please.” The fruit woman gasped again. She whispered something under her breath. “Dio mio…”The line went quiet. Too quiet. Then Papa’s voice, faint, trembling. “Don’t panic. Don’t cry. I have… I have a cousin. In Naples. His name is Marco. You must try to reach him.” His voice sped up.

Theo whispered. “I’m drinking.” “You’re holding that glass like you want to strangle it.” “If you don’t shut up, I’m moving.” “To where? Delano’s lap?” “Don’t tempt me.” Papá tapped his glass once with the tip of his knife, bringing the volume down from festival to regular large family. “Bueno,” he said. “Before the food gets cold and the children decide butter is a toy, let’s eat.” “I don’t play with butter,” Max said quickly.

"I can't have enough of you. I love you." A light moan escaped Coco's lips as Chief Onapuruagu gave her round tits a tight squeeze. Her nipples were swollen, long, and looked inviting. Coco pushed Chief Onapuruagu, jumped to her feet and laughed. "Didn't you say you've had enough to last you a month?" Coco teased, putting on her Gucci coat. "I said 'seen'." Chief Onapuruagu corrected. "Fred, do you think my dad will come out of coma anytime soon?" Coco gave Chief Onapuruagu a worried look.

Chapter 2 “Excuse me, where’s my order?”. An impatient customer called out from his seat. Maya flashed her brightest smile at him. “I’m sorry. I’m bringing it now”. She hurriedly placed his coffee on a tray as she moved to serve the customer. Maya is a 21 years old girl blessed with a pretty face, brown eyes and blonde hair, 5’6” inches tall, the perfect epitome of beauty with brains. Her insensitive father had left them on the road when their business went bankrupt.

Papa smiles – a sad, defeated smile. "Let me tell you a little story, dear. It's about a man named Escobar Scuderi. Wanna hear it?" I clean my eyes and look up. "Mm-hm." I love Papa's stories. "You see, princess, Escobar Scuderi is a very rich man. He owns millions of stores and restaurants both here in Italy, and in New York as well. We over here are just his minions because we rent his stores. If he decides to increase the rent to ten thousand dollars by the end of the week and tells us to pay monthly, we'll have no other choice but to pay. That's just the way it is. The government cannot do anything about it because Scuderi is an extremely powerful man, you see."

Panic surged through Jewel's veins as she stammered, "Mr Thompson, I... I don't have the money just yet. I promise I'll pay you as soon as I can. Please, just give me a little more time." Mr Thompson's grin widened, revealing his yellowed teeth. His eyes roamed over Jewel's trembling figure, and a wicked gleam danced within them. He leaned in closer, invading her personal space with a predatory aura. His voice lowered to a menacing whisper. "Well, Jewel, my dear, perhaps we can work something out. I am very sure we can come to an agreement that benefits both of us." Jewel's heart sank as his words dripped with an unmistakable suggestion. The realization of his intentions hit her like a slap

As if he approves of what he's seeing "We'll see if the boss accepts her" "She's pure. Untouched" Papa rushes to say. For the first time, I notice that he is kneeling and Mama and Andres are standing in a corner, hurdled up together. These men don't look friendly at all and despite their size, they are too young to be Papa's friends. A feeling of foreboding creeps up my spine. Who are they? What do they want? What did Papa mean by pure and untouched? "What is going on?" "He's selling..." Andres starts to speak but Mama slaps a hand over his mouth. Cutting off whatever he wanted to say.

************ Author’s note : Hello cuties, Who do you think leaked the information to the papa and mama Romano? Please share your thoughts in comment section and wait for the updates. Love you all….

After wiping my tears, I ask him, “Why do you want us to play husband and wife?” He answers, calmly, “Being the capo of a mafia family, there is constant pressure to increase my power. So, I have been receiving a proposal from Julia Pentanova’s father, who is a rich and powerful man in the mafia. My brother keeps nagging about how important it is to marry her, but I don’t want to.” His frustration is clear in his voice.