The first time Ona Balboa met Donnie Dellucci, a wealthy and mysterious handsome young Italian man, her only desire was to lay once on his bed. But when Adonis Dellucci first lay eyes on Caitrona Balboa, the rural dark-skinned lady with the crazy and unique ingredients, aloof and calm as him, he couldn't help it but let her be... Book 1 (Complete) Sequel (ongoing)
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I really would be lying if I told you about how I imagined this book in my head versus how it came out. The first chapter might make you cringe in confusion but trust me, the more you get to each chapter, you will understand the book better. And I think I did great in creating my imaginary characters. Don't you all think?
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I started this story as a handwritten note draft at a young and unsettled age. You might ignore my errors for the time being because soon, I will edit it out, but I don't know when I'll be writing a revised version.
I am like a priceless but yet light flower vase. I can easily tear up, but I don't mind if you rebuild me with your thoughtfulness of criticizing me, and I promise to come back wiser, more robust, and better.
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23 minutes later, Calisto Valdez sits angrily in his car as his secretary talks to Yemi was looks pissed but tries to ask for more apologies from the Secretary."Please, Lilith, I should talk to him in person!" Yemi begs."Ms. Owolabi, that's everything Manager Valdez wants to say to you, please go home!" Lilith keeps on a straight business face."Eh...But..."Lilith wakes away from her before she could finish her sentence. With a sleek, the car drives off leaving Yemi in annoyance. She slowly turns around to look at Angelo who was standing beside her looking at the floor innocently."Let's just go!" Angelo mutters as h
Unedited!Angelo growls, he has been calling Yemi's number but it's not accessible, he tried it for the 100th time it was turned off. He looks so frustrated. He breathes deeply and exhales. He dials another number. "This is the only option!" he puts up the phone to his ear.An hour later, he appears at her doorstep. He was looking vibrant like someone who is about to propose but he was just carrying flowers. Yemi unexpectedly opens her window blind then her eyes docked on Angelo, looking all classy as typical, black suit pants, white body hugs long sleeves, and a black Italian shoe, his hair was in a bun in a small ponytail style.Seeing her from the up grandstand, Angelo was excited for her to open the door but it was all in his imagination, she frowns and close the blind, leaving Angelo standing Outside holding the tons of flowers. He felt so angry, he waited outside for extra additional four hours and
Unedited! Stazione Milano CentraleYemi is four minutes late for the train. She sits sadly on the bench, looking at her wristwatch, waiting for the next train."Yemi?" A well-recognized voice called on her.She turns around in shock. "Boss?" she gets up, glimpsing at Silvio. Suddenly, she trips on the edge of the bench but luckily she falls on Silvio's chest.This made her feel so embarrassed. "Boss, what are you doing here at the train station?"He sniffs. "Well, I am heading to the neighboring town, for business purposes." he lied.Is it true that Silvio is going to th
Unedited! Stazione Milano CentraleYemi is four minutes late for the train. She sits sadly on the bench, looking at her wristwatch, waiting for the next train."Yemi?" A well-recognized voice called on her.She turns around in shock. "Boss?" she gets up, glimpsing at Silvio. Suddenly, she trips on the edge of the bench but luckily she falls on Silvio's chest.This made her feel so embarrassed. "Boss, what are you doing here at the train station?"He sniffs. "Well, I am heading to the neighboring town, for business purposes." he lied.Is it true that Silvio is going to th
Yemi looks so unhappy and frustrated at the thought of Angelo playing a chess game around her mind. She was putting on a lavender knee-length gown and a slipper heel, her dark braid was put up in a big African bun. Sitting on the bench in the community children's playground.“Yemi, you're here?” Silvio Berlusconi looks shocked at Yemi. This can't be a coincidence, I was told she would be here.“Signore-” she looks surprisingly at him too.Why not mention that I've to invite her personally to the photography Contest now. He thoughts, sitting closer to her as she adjusted for him to sit.He looks deeply at the sun that was reflecting on her skin, he admires what God has made. He deeply exhales. “I think-”“Silvio, ” she inte
Talking a walk with my boss and also a long-time friend that disappears and reappears. It's raining heavily and he was covering us both with a black umbrella. The rain was going pitter-patter on top of the umbrella."Thank goodness the coffee was mini hot and not medium hot. Please be careful next time!" he scolds me.He's drenched! I thought. Looking at how he's making sure the rain doesn't touch me but his left shoulders are getting drenched.I hold his arm that was holding the umbrella then push it upright to get himself covered too. He looks at me with wide eyes and red cheeks."Your clothes are all wet because of the rain." I push it again to his side.He looks down, then back at th
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