Papa Gaul Novels & Stories

Enraged by my words, Papa shouted, "You ungrateful wretch! If I had known you'd turn against us, I should've strangled you to death the moment you were born!" The moment those words left his mouth, one of Carlo's subordinates stepped forward and slammed him to the ground. He pinned him there by pressing a knee hard against his back. Papa was in so much pain that he gnashed his teeth. Then only did he start panicking for real. He knocked his head to the ground nonstop as he begged for mercy. He stammered, "D-Don Laguardia, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have spoken out of turn. Please spare me this once!"

My heart did a flip when the man suddenly gave papa a head butt. I gasped as my papa took a step back. The man smirked as he used his fingers to call into papa. "Charles, come on!", I heard Master Hammond yell and my Papa ran for the man. He had only managed to give him a blow on the chest before the gigantic man gave papa a kick in the stomach. Papa swayed. He was about to land on the floor when the man took a hold of him. He took Papa's neck beneath his armpit and squeezed.

“What decision am I supposed to make?” ‘I don’t know.’ Pau said. I shrugged my shoulders, “No idea. I’m holding on to the idea that something changes, though." He holds me tighter. “I am going to need to talk to Erik about this, and then to my dad.” “Do you have an idea of what might be the cause of the dream?” I asked. “Only a suspicion. I’m going to introduce you to Jaul, though. He’s my half-brother,” Gerard said. “He’s also my Deputy CEO.”

He looked sleepy. "Mister, please take me back. Otherwise, Daddy will be angry." "Daddy?" Xavier looked at Noah's pale little face and asked in a deep voice, "Who's your Daddy?" There was a sly look in Noah's eyes. "Mister, Daddy's the most powerful man in these parts. Don't you know him? His name is Claude." Xavier's expression immediately turned as dark as thunder.

"You two seemed to be close with each other. Do you know Giaus, dad?" I know dad the most. He never put his hands on someone's shoulders unless they were close. Like they have this brotherhood kind of sensation. And so is Gaius to him. He was a bit awkward but, he find dad comfortable to talk with. "Yes. I know him very well." dad confessed. "He is not the man you think he is. Giaus is a Blood Demon, Cecelia. He is a vampire. That's why I don't want you to befriend him, understood?"

Audrey speaks up and Giovanni nodded. “Oh really?! Unexpected romance it is!” Mama awkwardly beamed but Papa immediately cleared his throat. “Come on, Honey. They are already adults and they know what they are going to do,” Mama said and she smiled at us so I did to her. “I don’t care,” Papa stubbornly said and I just chuckled. “This is the last chance, Giovanni. I don’t care who you are and what your capabilities are but once my daughter comcomesme running to me looking broken like she was two years ago, blood will shed,” Papa said with his authoritative voice and stood up from his seat. Mama followed him.

My gaze landed on Sofia’s chest. Pinned to her dress was an ancient bronze brooch shaped like a double-headed serpent. In the eyes of the snake sat two incredibly rare blood diamonds. That wasn't just jewelry. That was the Sigil of the Papa—the supreme token left to me by my father, the previous "Pope" of the Mafia. I kept it locked in a hidden safe. Noticing my stare, Sofia gasped theatrically, covering her mouth with her hand.

“Papa…you’re not thinking straight. Werewolves don’t exist.” “They do! And they’re going to come after you. You need to hide, cupcake!” Papa coughs. I rub his back to calm him down. “There’s no such thing like that, Papa. Let’s get you to sleep.” He shakes his head frantically. “Listen to me! They exist. And they are not just werewolves, they’re predators, Rhea. Dangerous ones. They rule all of us in silence. I’ve tried my best to hide you from them as much as I can.”

Each breath was becoming more ragged as he began caving under the pressure. "P-Perhaps you've h-heard of my father Gerald Fitzer? Y-Your club and him did some business in the past.. He told me how much he respects you and your work." "Ah yes Gerald! I remember him! No backbone at all, raised a nasty little crotch goblin, think his name was Paul. Veery spoiled that one. How is your father!?" Paul decided it would definitely be in his best interest to ignore the jab at him being a crotch goblin. But seeing he responded kindly about his father Paul figured he would use that. "He's doing great, he told me you were one of his favorite clients."

Pappa had definitely been f*cking her. Proserpina Delano's eyes lit up as she saw Claude but Pappa beat her to it. “What is it, son?’ growled the Mafia Don. Claude felt embarrassed; he knew his father could not keep his hands off Mumma; when he was growing up, he had heard bawdy details of what a great, lusty man his Pappa had been, his unbelievable, indefatigable sexual prowess, the endless stream of wh*res and mistresses who had kept him pleasured; until he got seriously attached to his much younger wife, that is.