Papa Louie Novels & Stories

"Mama, your name is also in Papa's name!" Anne smiled. "Yes, but only half of my name. Close your eyes and sleep." Chloe did not close her eyes. Next to her was her brother, and next to her brother was Anthony. Then, she asked, "Papa, how do you spell your name?" "I know!" Charlie turned over and raised his head. "It's A-n-t-h-o-n-y! Only half of Mama's name is there!" "Lie down." Anthony pushed Charlie's head down directly.

Aunty Ely said filled with enthusiasm as she stood up to greet us. She hugged and kissed mom and Clea while I recieved a "Hello" and a quick hug. I bowed to show respect to Uncle Arnold. I sat next to Clea. I placed the napkin they provided on my lap. They started serving the foods. My eyes widened in fractions and my jaws were slightly dropped the moment I saw what they were serving. Louis XIII Pizza. Lobster Frittata. Bluefin Tuna. Cranberry-Blue Cheese Balls. And some dishes I couldn't even name. Quel's eyes met mine. He winked and pointed at the White Truffles. He winked at me. My f*cking favorite.

Lou answered while coughing as she made her way from the upper branch and directly jump to the ground. “That is the reason why mother wants to give some of our food since most of the time you do not have rice in your house. Even with your cousin Amy. I always ask my mother and father to share something. Once in a blue moon, I recall that only they can afford to buy fish, egg, or meat,” Marie continued. “Lou, go home!” Elena, Lou’s stepmother shouted in a distant thirty minutes later. “Yes, Mother. Coming,” she shouted back. Soon, she was in their house, and her stepmother waited for her with a small guava branch in her hand.

I heard Mitri chuckle, making me relax to know I could hear him still close by. "Sorry, Daddy," Loulou said before turning back and grinning at me. "Is he your daddy?" She asked in a whisper. "I don't know. It's all so new to me." I said, my lip quivering a little. I felt her hand on mine, and I looked up into her big blue eyes. "I don't understand how a daddy is different to my papa."

This guy’s really witty. "Oh, I'm not familiar with that surname. Are you into business too, or is your family?" Kuya asked. I just looked down and bit my lip. He was starting to ask personal questions, and I wasn't sure if Louie could answer them without Kuya noticing he was lying. "Um, yes sir... I own a small café and restaurant. As for my family, I-I don’t have one, they both passed away when I was a kid," Louie answered, sounding as if he were genuinely telling the truth.

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.

Possibly a wall to shield my heart from what my mamma was about to say. “It’s your Papa… he’s dead. He’s dead!” She burst into new set of tears that made me to crash down to my knees. Everything suddenly became pale and the aroma around me distressed. His father, Leonardo Sandro; the owner of Sandro casino is dead? The leader of Al-Capone Mafia group has been killed?

Yusa sighed, putting all the papers on the table because there were still many secrets that Yusa didn't know about Dinar from Evan. "Where's Lou?" Alex and Jian shook their heads not knowing....Yusa assigned Lou to monitor his wife but until now Lou hasn't given any news. ******* Lou becomes a pizza delivery boy to watch over his young master's wife and currently Lou is wearing a red and yellow uniform with the Pizza Hut logo on his hat. Lou put a small camera in his shirt pocket to record everything around the house. Sheila, who opened the gate, saw Lou and raised her eyebrows sharply. "You took so long to deliver the pizza, I don't want to pay for the pizza!!"

Jared declared. “I want pizza!” Lorenzo exclaimed. Sophia looked at Pietro. “What do you think I should get, Dad?” Pietro smiled. “How about the lasagne? It’s supposed to be really good here, and you’ve always liked it.” Sophia nodded. “Lasagne it is.” As they waited for their food, Pietro raised his glass of sparkling water. “To new beginnings, to family, and to our incredible journey together. I love each and every one of you.”

Jeanine had meal preps for years and carbs were always off her list. "I'm telling you.." Andre chuckled. "Well I'm speechless. She needs to start eating, her modeling career ended atleast ten years ago." Luc said. "Yeah.. you're right." He paused. "How's papa?" "Papa is alright, he is working in a project. He is helping build a school in Haiti, he has been busy with his charity foundations." "Are you sure he is alright?" Andre insisted. "Yes, ami. I know it's too soon to tell but there is this lady, who runs an orphanage. They have been too close for comfort. Papa gives me money to go out every time just so he can have dinner with her at the Lyon mansion."