Papa Duduts

On the night of the Benedetto family's Harvest Festival, my Mafia husband, Salvatore, told me to bring our son, Giuseppe, to the family gathering. He said his madre had finally accepted us into the Benedetto bloodline. I was trembling with excitement in our little cottage as I dressed Giuseppe in his finest little suit. He had carved a single wooden rose by hand, a project he'd saved for over five years. He said he would present it to his grandmother at the celebration, a plea for her to accept our place in the family. But the moment we stepped into the stone manor, I saw Carmela. Salvatore had her pinned against an oak barrel in a deep, searing kiss. In the moonlight, her hand was undoing his tie. In front of everyone, Salvatore smiled and gently pushed her away. He walked toward the family members gathered in a semicircle and raised a crystal glass. "Tonight, in addition to celebrating the harvest, I have an important announcement." "I would like to introduce you all to the woman I have married in the eyes of God and the Church." "Miss Carmela Torrino." Before I could even process his words, Giuseppe tore his hand from mine and rushed forward. "Papa, what are you saying?" "Isn't my mother your wife?"

Prologue Celine Dela Cruz never imagined na mauuwi sa ganito ang buhay niya. Sa probinsya, simple lang ang mundo niya—gising ng maaga para tumulong sa tindahan ng pamilya, makipagbiruan sa mga kapatid, at mangarap na balang araw… magkakaroon din siya ng love story na parang sa pelikula. Pero isang gabi, habang sabay-sabay silang kumakain, bumagsak ang bombang hindi niya inasahan. “Anak…” mabigat ang boses ng tatay niya. “May kasunduan tayo. Ikakasal ka.” Nag-freeze si Celine. “What? Papa, seryoso ka ba?” At doon niya narinig ang pangalan. Liam Alcantara. CEO ng Alcantara Group. Isa sa pinakamakapangyarihang tao sa Maynila. Mayaman, guwapo raw sabi sa mga balita, pero kilala ring cold at walang puso. Arranged marriage. Hindi niya choice, hindi niya gusto. Pero dahil nalulunod na sa utang ang pamilya niya, wala siyang nagawa. Sa moment na iyon, narealize niya—hindi lahat ng love story nagsisimula sa kilig. Minsan, nagsisimula ito sa kontrata. At minsan, ang taong akala mong magpapabagsak sa’yo, siya pala ang matututunan mong mahalin.

My husband, Luca, had a childhood sweetheart named Sophia. Years ago, during a brutal gang shootout, Sophia shielded him from the worst of the bloodshed, and since then, she had suffered from severe PTSD. Because of that, Luca would push aside family business every year and fly to our estate on a secluded island off the coast of Sicily to spend three months “helping her recover.” “Victoria, she lost her mind because of me,” he told me. “I’m responsible for her. I hope you can be magnanimous.” So, I nodded. And eventually, I got used to the fact that every year, my husband would disappear for three months to fulfill what he called a moral obligation. That was until the day I flew in without warning to inspect the family’s money-laundering network on that island and saw him. In the town square, under the bright Mediterranean sun, Luca was standing there with a five-year-old boy by his side. “Papa, how long do we have to hide on this island?” the child asked. “I want to go to New York. I want to see the Empire State Building.” Luca laughed gently and scooped him up in his arms. With his other hand, he held Sophia’s. “Antonio, be good,” he said affectionately. “Papa’s position is… complicated. When you turn eighteen and pass the family’s initiation ceremony, I’ll kill that woman and her dead old man. Then, I’ll take you back to New York to inherit the entire Corleone family.” I stood in the shadows, unseen. Slowly, I lit a cigarette. The smoke curled around me as their voices drifted over, the conversation getting more vicious as it went. Sophia leaned into his chest, her tone sweet and coy. “Luca, I’ve been with you for seven years without a name or a title. How much longer are our son and I supposed to live like ghosts?” Luca sighed. “I don’t have a choice. The old man in the Corleone family is still alive. I married Victoria just to get her territory. Don’t worry. I’ve been adding something to her milk every day. She’ll never get pregnant in this lifetime. My family bloodline will only continue through you.” The last thread of reason in my mind snapped. In the six years of marriage we shared, I had been infertile. I’d taken countless hormone injections to stimulate ovulation. I’d knelt in church and prayed more times than I could count. Yet, all along, the devil poisoning me was my own husband. The initial shock faded quickly into rage. I crushed out my cigarette and pulled out my phone. Then, I dialed my uncle, the family’s clean-up man. “Uncle Rocco,” I said calmly, “Luca betrayed me. He betrayed the family. Order a coffin in the finest black walnut for me, and make it large, large enough to fit a family of three.”

Prologue: Moi: Mais papa enfin! Lui: N'insistes pas ma décision est prise. Moi: Tu n'as même pas essayer de m'écouter! Elle: Quand l'homme parle, la femme écoute et se tait. Moi: Maman!... 0_0... Je n'arrive pas à croire qu'elle soutienne la décision de papa. Qu'est-ce que je dis?... Elle a toujours été de son côté de toute fâçon. Mais j'espérais pour une fois qu'elle prenne ma défense vu les enjeux. Moi: comment vous pouvez prendre de telles décisions? Lui: Ce n'est pas à toi de décider ma fille mais à moi. Et j'estime que tu as trop fait l'école. Dans nos traditions la femme ne doit même pas y mettre les pieds mais toi tu y es allée alors maintenant c'est fini. Moi:...mais... Quoi? À cause de ces stupides traditions encore?...je ne sais même plus quoi dire, quoi faire pour les convaincre de me laisser continuer….

Bayangkan bagaimana rasanya kalau ternyata Mommy kamu yang telah menjanda selama belasan tahun tiba-tiba menikahi duda yang merupakan pengusaha sukses dan memiliki seorang anak laki-laki tampan? Sialnya, sang kakak tiri tampan ini memiliki Love language pshycal touch. Tanpa segan menyentuh, mengusap kepala bahkan mengecup kening. Itu lah yang dirasakan Shayla saat Mommynya yang merupakan Pengacara menikahi kliennya sendiri dan membawa Shayla tinggal di rumah Papa tirinya. Selain harus bertemu setiap hari dengan cowok tampan yang memiliki kepribadian dingin dan misterius bernama Ryuga itu di rumah, ternyata Shayla juga satu kampus dengan kakak tirinya. Otomatis pulang dan pergi kuliah, Shayla akan bersama-sama dengan Ryuga yang kelakuannya selalu mampu membuat kinerja jantung Shayla menggila. Lalu apa jadinya bila Shayla dan Ryuga harus ditinggal selama satu minggu di rumah berdua saja karena kedua orang tua mereka memiliki urusan di Luar Negri? Mau tahu enggak modus Ryuga si cowok cool ini untuk menggoda adik tirinya? Dan apa saja usaha Shayla agar bisa menjaga hati dan hormon estrogennya yang sering tidak tahu diri karena mendamba sentuhan Ryuga?

To protect his biological child, the mafia Don deliberately announces to the world that my fiance is his long-lost son. A Rolls-Royce pulls up outside my house. My fiance stares at his custom-tailored suit, his entire body trembling with excitement. I'm about to tell him it's all a lie when he shoves me aside and brushes off his sleeves with disgust, like he's touching something filthy. "Stay away from me. I can smell the poverty on you from here!" "Since I'm the Don's son, our engagement is over. An unwanted nobody like you isn't even fit to lick my boots." I try to explain, but he pulls out a check and slams it against my face—the sharp paper edge slices across my cheek. "Here's a million dollars. Consider it a breakup fee, and don't bother me again. We're not from the same world anymore." Watching the check flutter down into the mud, I quietly dim my phone screen. On it is a text from my father, the mafia Don. "Mia cara figlia, bear with it a little longer. Papa will bring you home soon to take over the family." Since he wants to burn every bridge between us, fine. He can have all this fortune on a silver platter. Whether he'll live long enough to enjoy it is another question entirely.

Nang i-announce ng kanilang Lola Flordelisa, na ang unang maikakasal sa magpinsang Tahlia at Xamara ay magmamana ng sampung bilyong piso, nagbago ang takbo ng kanilang buhay. For Tahlia, this was supposed to be the perfect timing to marry her long-time boyfriend, Axton. Kaya lang ay isang trahedya ang dumurog sa kanilang mga pangarap. Nabaldado na si Axton sa nangyaring aksidente at hindi na nila matutuloy ang kasal. Dahil sa inis ng Mama at Papa ni Tahlia na naging alanganin ang pagkuha sa reward na sampung bilyong piso, pinilit siyang humanap ng ibang lalaking mapapangasawa bago pa maunahan ni Xamara. It was at that moment that she met Zain—a drunk man, heartbroken and whose world was falling apart because of his mother, who urgently needed heart surgery. Sa isang iglap, nagkaroon ng solusyon ang problema nila pareho. Tahlia needed to secure the ten billion pesos, while Zain needed millions to save his mother’s life. At dahil guwapo si Zain, inalok siya ni Tahlia na babayaran ng milyon-milyong piso para maging groom sa kasal niya. Pumayag kaya si Zain? Kung oo, is it possible that Tahlia and Zain’s act as a married couple could turn into something real, or will Tahlia remain loyal to her paralyzed boyfriend, Axton?

At our wedding, Don Marco DeLuca, my fiance, answers a phone call. That's when his expression changes drastically. He then looks at me, his eyes filled with pain and conflict, two of the emotions that I've never seen plaguing him before. "Lina, Fiora will be flying this afternoon. She will leave Novaris permanently. This will be our last time seeing each other. I… I need to send her off." As I rub my thumb against the diamond ring which has just gotten slotted onto my ring finger, I just gaze at Marco quietly. "Are you sure you want to go see her off?" Marco's voice is trembling at this rate. He dares not even look me in the eye. "Lina, I swear that you'll be the only woman for me from now on. We'll get married, and we'll have children together. Life will be perfect for us." After that, he turns on his heel and walks away without looking back. He doesn't see the way I've crumpled onto the floor, where a puddle of blood has formed beneath me. My papa kisses me on the forehead. "My darling principessa, are you sure you want to break up with Marco?" I close my eyes and nod in response. I don't want Marco nor this farce of a marriage contract anymore.

Cerita tentang dua bersaudara Savana dan Maura, tanpa mereka ketahui mereka mencintai pria yang sama yaitu Aksa. Hubungan mereka berdua yang memang tidak pernah baik menjadi semakin buruk setelah Maura mengetahui Aksa akan menikahi Savana. Namun akhirnya niat Aksa terlaksana dengan dukungan ayah Savana walaupun ditentang oleh Maura dan Ibunya. Namun setelah menikah rumah tangga Aksa dan Savana tidak berjalan lama, sebab Savana dituduh membunuh Erik mantan pacarnya, Savana mendekam dibalik jeruji besi dalam kondisi hamil, seolah dipermainkan oleh takdir Savana juga diceraikan oleh Aksa suaminya. Setelah kejadian itu Aksa menikah dengan Maura, beberapa waktu kemudian, Savana kaget melihat keduanya sudah menjadi sepasang suami istri. Hidup terpuruk Savana tiba-tiba bertemu dengan Xabiru Adiguna yang merupakan konglomerat muda dan mereka menjalin hubungan spesial hingga menikah, yang tidak disangka Xabiru menikahi Savana dengan motif balas dendam. Xabiru merupakan kakak kandung Erik. Bagaimana kah kisah Savana selanjutnya? "Tidak ada satu orang pun Ayah di dunia ini yang rela anaknya dipermainkan dalam pernikahan." –Papa Rangga "Karena hancurnya rumah tangga bukan selalu karena orang ketiga, tapi karena tidak adanya rasa saling percaya." -Savana

Il y a six ans, sa sœur l'avait piégée alors qu'elle était enceinte et vicieusement abandonnée par son mari.Six ans plus tard, elle avait changé de nom et recommencé une nouvelle vie.Cependant, son ex-mari, qui ne s’était pas soucié d'elle au début, s’était présenté chaque jour devant sa maison pour la harceler.« Mlle Mia, puis-je vous demander quelle est votre relation avec M. Martin ? », la femme a souri, « Je ne le connais pas. »« Mais quelqu'un m’a dit que vous étiez auparavant couple. »Elle a gratté ses cheveux : « Ce n'est qu'une rumeur, je ne suis pas aveugle. »Ce jour-là, dès qu'elle est rentrée chez elle, elle a été coincée contre le mur par un homme.Les trois bébés, deux qui les regardaient et un qui acclamait : « Papa dit que les yeux de maman sont malades et qu'il va les soigner ! »Elle n'a pas pu s'empêcher de crier : « Chérie, s'il te plaît, lâche-moi. »