Papa Copia Novels & Stories

He asked in a breaking voice, evidence that he is already in tears. "Cami lo Papa" Ava cried out in response, equally in tears. In the next few seconds, Cami lo Papa gathered her in his bosom in a warm fatherly embrace. Ava let him. She smelled dry gin, tobacco, and old age on his body. After a while, she wiggled slowly as an indication that the hug was enough and Cami lo Papa understood, letting her go. "How are you mio paradiso? Are you well? What are you doing here?! Where are your shoes?" Cami lo papa asked breathlessly fusing over Ava just as a father would to a long lost child who has finally found her way home.

I scoffed while pausing the movie. My cousins nodded in agreement while stifling their laughter. They know my Papa well. There is no way he’d give up his mate or anyone because someone demanded it. My Papa is the one who does the intimidation, not the other way around. Ignazio is a fool trying to play at a level he’s not ready for.

"You're terrible at keeping secrets especially with me, I am your best friend and I've known you since fifth grade!!" I turned to her " Mia look, he's a criminal and I am a cop. We've probably run into each other a few times and now he probably thinks am someone which I'm clearly not." Mia looked at me with doubt in her eyes " are you sure? Of course I was sure, there was nothing to lie about it's not as if Mr Dominic is the same mysterious and Dominating man I had a one night stand with at Suzanne's Bar... "Yes I'm sure mia."

Papa’s club was horrible. A place for the filthy of the filthiest. Maksim hated this place and did his best to avoid it, but tonight, he couldn’t. Whatever fetish or kink you wanted to explore was found here. Powerful men and women frequented it to experience their darkest, kinkiest desires, their masks keeping their identities a secret. They knew him, but most of them didn’t know Camilla, hence why he needed her to wear a mask. He could feel her gaze on him as she awaited a reply.

Matteo glared at his daughter with a slight stagger. "Really Papa? Are you drunk too? God, I'm so done with this! I have enough! This is my birthday party, but Papa destroyed it. Not just seeing all of the mafioso got drunk and make a mess in my party, let alone you Papa!” Bianca takes a breath, “I'm not happy with my life, I want to be free, Papa. It sucks to live my life like this! Papa broke my heart exactly on my special day!” Bianca screamed to her father.

"Anak kamusta ang lakad mo kahapon?" Tanong ni Papa sa akin ng maibaba niya ang kape na iniinom niya. "Okay naman po pa. Natanggap ako bilang isang extra DJ pero hindi nga lang full-time. Okay na rin sa akin 'yon," masayang balita ko at ininom ang tsaa na ginawa ko kanina. Alas otso na sa umaga at naabutan ko si papa dito sa sala malapit sa sliding window glass na nakaupo at nagbabasa ng dyaryo.

"Papa, why are you crying?" "It's because I'm happy," Eden chuckles, "They're happy tears. That's because I have the best son in the world," he cups Leo's cheeks and kisses his forehead, "I love you so much," he hugs him tight, and Leo puts his arms around his neck, "I love you too, papa," he whispers. "And the pizza was good."

I was separated from the hug and so were they, they were happy and I also looked at the people who were standing and they were happy. "And this is kino?" papa pointed to who was carrying cohan, who came to us and waved at papa and mama "Hello po, Im ki--- "I know you" papa stopped what he said so kino was surprised. But dad just smiled "Your the businessman with a grumpy face" said dad laughing "We had a meeting a year ago i think, remember Drixity Corp? We supply your company in chocolates" napatingin ako kay papa "Daddy i wanted that we had a chocolate company so i don't buy chocolates instead you make it for me"

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.

Papa continued, “Twenty-five years ago, on this very night, my wife gave birth to Adrianna… and while she was fighting for her life, some greedy nurses decided to swap my daughter with their own.” His gaze shifted to Bianca, cold and unforgiving. “I lost my wife and my child that same night.” His voice trembled slightly as he turned back to me. “And now… tell me—who is the real thief here?” Bianca stood frozen, lips parted, her eyes darting between us as if she couldn’t process it. “Papa, what’s happening here—Why do you call her your daughter…” “Don’t call me Papa!” Papa’s voice snapped, “I am not your father. Your mother was that greedy nurse—and your father died long ago.”