Pinocchios Dads Name Novels & Stories

I felt like I was in the story. "Jake, if I may ask, what's your dad's name?" "My dad's name?" "Yes." "Max." "Max?" "Maxime Andrew." ***

What the fuck is going on? “ Arghhh... still as wild as ever Penny ” Noah laughed as he struggled to stand straight up. “ I swear I'm gonna dropkick you next time you call me that ” she growled. “ Fine, fine you brute ” he rolled his eyes as he stood straight and adjusted his hair. “ Dad what's going on?? ” I asked slowly. “ Ohhh Sorry hun, meet Penelope Anderson, an old friend ” My Dad smiled. Ohh she was the friend who snitched on me.

"Your father is indebted to a man. Not just any man. Andrea Santino." Elena shuddered as shivers ran down her spine. She was vaguely familiar with the name. She had heard her father yell his name furiously on the phone sometimes but she had no idea who he was. Yet, she knew he was a very powerful man. "Andrea Santino." She mumbled. "Is he dad's business partner?"

When it was finally over, the same guy stayed behind. “I’m Gino, by the way,” he said, offering his hand. Before I could shake it, Dad suddenly took his hand and grinned. “I’m her dad.” Gino froze, eyes wide. “Uncle!” he blurted, just as Enzo appeared, throwing an arm around his shoulders. “I thought you weren’t coming,” Enzo teased. “You hate parties. And now you’re hitting on my sis—” He stopped, realizing what he said. Gino glared at him, and Enzo quickly pulled him away.

My late fiancé had only been the son of a Captain — respectable enough, but nothing worth bragging about in Mom’s eyes. I sifted through my mental roster of Underbosses, searching for one even remotely close to my age. I came up empty. “Who is it?” Dad’s gaze shifted to the table. “Adrian De Luca.” My lips parted in shock. Dad had mentioned his name more than once when he needed someone to unload business frustrations on. Mom tuned out anything that didn’t involve social events or designer labels.

He growled as he was being pulled away. “Wait!” Dad thundered and stormed up to him. “Who is your Dad?” I furrowed my brow as I wondered why Dad was asking. Ricko gulped, but he straightened up and growled. “Diego San-Pedro. Lord of San- Pedro Mafia ring.” Dad chuckled. “Him?” Ricko raised a brow, confused. “Do you know him, I’m sure you know how powerful he is then.”

I know he was just holding himself not to crack down to a smile at malintikan kay mom. I can't help but mentally smiled at that and just play along with him. "Yes dad?" Painosenteng tanong ko. "Aherm! Ba't ka ba kasi umabsent bata ka huh? Talagang pinaiinit mo 'tong malamiging ulo ng mama---Aww!" Napahagikgik na lamang ako when dad suddenly cried that out with a grimace when mom suddenly pinched his side. "Ayus-ayusin mo'ko, Nickandro! Wag nyo'kong pinagloloko rito!" She scolded at him while still glaring at him.

"So-rry. It's not like that-" "You'll be so-sorry after you insulted my cooking." The father's harvest is in full swing. "Letme called Denver." Her father adds. Clint Denver Donovan is the father of Niccolas. Her father bestfriend. "Let's go." Hera pulled the young man into their house.

The dad is not Ronan. "Juicy. Keep me posted."

My mom has this habit, even my brother still get his cheek pinch by my mom "Thankyou." "Dadd, Happybirthdayyyyyy!" I hugged my dad as he walked to the living room "Ohhh my daughter, thankyou." I kissed my dad's cheek "Babe, this is Nico. Dakota's friend. Nico this is my husband Jonathan" My mom introduced Nico to my dad "Hi, Nico . Happybirthday." Nico said and my dad thanked him "So is he a friend or a friend friend?" My dad teased and I smacked him playfully "I'm hom-"