Papa Louie Novels & Stories

He’s too high maintenance when it comes to foods and I don’t know what he mostly eats here. I know he’s hungry now. He might want a chicken with rice? “Sir, may I get your order?” I turned back my gaze at the cashier who’s smiling at me. “2 orders of 1-piece chicken with rice and drinks.” “What are the drinks, Sir?” “2 regular coke” “Any additional orders, sir?” “I’d like to add two large fries and 2 slices of cheese pizza” “That would be all?” “Yes,” and I give the payment for our food. While the cashier is preparing for my order and change, I looked at Lou and I found him quickly. He’s currently sitting and scrolling on his phone.

``Yes my angel I always believe you and if you say that uncle Luigi as papa and I will investigate and come back to you with the right kind of information I also did think that uncle Lui was your papa because he was acting strange. My twins are psychic and they wouldn't say something is when it isn't and they haven't reached that stage where they are manipulative. I know that my baby girl hasn't but my son is like his father. He is the most mysterious person ever but he means well. " Uncle Louie doesn't drink non-alcoholic wine, he drinks wine and he's usually drunk and he tells jokes and makes us laugh but that's not uncle Louie I think the person who we were eating dinner with was Papa . "

“Liam Lockher, you’re not my type! If you get rid of the fats in your stomach, I might reconsider.” The young man named Liam Lockher instantly appeared like a deflated balloon. “In that case, I don’t stand a chance. I’m bound to bring all this fat with me into my coffin!” Liam said. Everyone suddenly started laughing out loudly. Maya then started introducing everyone to Alex. “This is Papa. He’s the owner of Quois Haven. His surname is Hanson. You can call him Papa like I do. Every bowl of noodle he makes tastes different. That’s why people call this place Quois Haven!”

“Mina, we’re going to need more restaurants.” Mina, having eaten an entire Noble’s Delight pizza by herself, simply nodded enthusiastically. “Yes! More pizza for everyone!” And just like that, Papa Pizza’s grand opening became a historic moment in Aeternum. Not just as a successful business venture… Not just as a new cultural staple… But as a phenomenon that shook the entire world.

Alice replied. "Look over there. That's a picture of Papa with his friends. Papa and I always carry our own guns, don't you know what that means?" "What? So the Lorenzo family are mafia leaders. Your Papa is a mafia king but also a businessman?" Alice was shocked when she saw the pictures of her Papa that were hung during their wedding.

"Then let's order our drinks. You still have to go back to work, but we can have a drink while we wait for our meal?" "One won't hurt." "What would you like?" "Well, you offered me a culinary experience, so surprise me." He flashed a beautiful smile and nodded, placing the order with the waiter who brought our drinks and menus. "It's called Papa Doble. Rum, maraschino liqueur, lime, grapefruit juice, and ice. I think you'll like it. I toast to your lovely company." Levy raised his glass. I smiled at him and accepted the toast. I tried the drink and was impressed - it was fresh and so cold, with little sugar, the sweet-and-sour taste of grapefruit, and the distinctive nutty flavor of maraschi

Patti shrieks. “Can we get the kind that’s not soup? I don’t like soup.” Vera clarifies. Lionel and I share an exasperated look. “I don’t know, Nan. Is it legal?” Lionel asks sarcastically. Patti sits up straight. “Of course Dad! Mr. Jo’s noodle shop would not be open if it was wrong.” I lightly ruffle Patti’s dark curls. “Well if you say so Patti cake. It must be true.”

"Ye be mistaken! 'Tis but the chill of the ice box playin' tricks on yer mind!" I froze. "What?" "The sea... she be a cruel mistress!" he continued, leaning into a full-blown, nonsensical pirate accent. "The frost, it gets into a man's brain-pan! I be Jean-Pierre, the... the Swashbucklin' Soufflé Maker!" I stared at him through the gloom, my mouth agape. "A pirate? You're going with a pirate accent now?" "Aye! Lyon be famous for its... eh... pirate chefs!" He began to back away into the wine racks, tripping over a crate of Bordeaux.

“I want pizza! Do they have pizza?” “They should,” Isabella said, scanning the list. “But wow—this place is expensive. We’ll have to split—” I waved Damien’s card without thinking. “Everything’s on me.” Chloe gasped dramatically. “Bless your rich boyfriend.” Isabella frowned. “Rachel. I know your boyfriend has money, but that doesn’t mean you should just—” “Papa said we can use his card whenever we want,” Leo cut in proudly. “He’s mega rich.”

Poppie The charity event was very nice and I had an absolute ball. Richard was nice to hang out with and he wasn’t bad in the bed either. Plus I got an extra bonus. I didn’t have a problem with that at all. I also was able to go on the date with him, no extra charge. We went to a nice Italian restaurant for dinner at Sierra Tavern in downtown Chicago. It was way out of my league, with or without my job. We ended back at his place, the mansion, where I was fortunate enough to run into his father, Richard A. Fitzgerald II. He introduced himself while his son was conveniently out of the room.