Madeline is back!

Logan's POV

Over the years, I have been buying shares in Bella Rosa. I want to give them to Madeline when I find her. That night we spent together was a mistake, but I only realised that she was a virgin after she left. I remember our conversation that night. I remember how she told me that she only married Roman because she wanted to become the head chef in one of her father's restaurants, as she had studied to become a chef. However, her father tricked her and did not work in the restaurant. All she had to do was be Roman's wife, and Roman did not love her because he was still in love with his first love, Celest. I can't remember much of the rest of the night. I only remember that I blamed her for sleeping with me the following day. But it was because I was in shock. I couldn't believe that I slept with one of my friends' wives. I should have blamed myself as well, and not only her. I only wanted to distance myself from her, but now I cannot forget her, and ever since I slept with her, all other women have been spoiled for me. 

However, we have called for a board meeting because we know that the new restaurant, Heavenly, is opening in town. Every time I see Sean and his father, I get angry. I do not like the way that they have been treating Madeline over the years. I have done my homework and found out everything about Madeline that I could. Nobody knows where Madeline is, and although I'm a don in the Italian mafia, I have not found her. I wanted to apologise to her for what I said that night. I did not know that she was not married to Roman anymore. I have made many mistakes in my life, but the one that I regret the most is the way I treated Madeline. 

I walk into the meeting. I have tried to find out everything I could about Heavenly. However, I could not find out anything about them, although I'm in the Italian Mafia, and we normally get things done. Heavenly is keeping its secrets close to its heart. I don't even know who the CEO of Heavenly is. I hope this bunch of idiots knows who the CEO is. They have to find out who our competition is. I do not want the value of the shares in Bella Rosa to fall. I do not want to give Madeline a present that is worth nothing. Perhaps I should take over this company because these two idiots who are running it are running it into the ground. I went to Heavenly in Los Angeles when I was there for a meeting with the Godfather, and believe me, their food is heavenly. Especially the deserts. I wonder who their head chef is and if we can still the chef. Everybody's got a price in life. If you pay them the right money, they will betray anyone. Money talks. 

"I hear Heavenly is opening here. Everywhere Heavenly has opened, we have lost a lot of customers to them because their food is artwork. I called this meeting to know how you are going to counter Heavenly, because these restaurants in this town are our flagships. Do you know who the CEO of Heavenly is? I tried to find out, but I could not find anything about Heavenly. It is your greatest competition, and you are supposed to know everything about them," I say as I walk into the meeting without greeting anyone. I don't have to greet these idiots. I don't have respect for any one of them. I heard Roman is the one who appointed his wife as the head chef of Bela Rosa. I know she went to culinary school, but I don't believe that she is a very good chef. 

"We have also tried to find out everything that we could about Heavenly, but they are very secretive, and I do not know why. We do not even know who their head chef is," Celeste says. 

"I heard their head chef is a master in his craft. I heard he learned from the best," Sean says. 

"I wonder who their CEO is," Roman says. Not one of them knows that I am in the Italian mafia. We have been friends since school, but I never told them that my father was a Don in the Italian Mafia and that one day I would become the Don of my family. The Rossi family is a very well-known and respected family in this town, but nobody knows our connections to the mafia.

"I am glad all of you are wondering because you are not supposed to wonder about your competition. When they started to take away our clients, why didn't you respond by finding out who or what they are? Why didn't you upgrade your menus? Your menus are terrible. We sell chocolate cake and cheesecake for dessert. I went to Heavenly in Los Angeles. Their desserts are masterpieces. They don't sell pieces of chocolate cake and cheesecake to their customers. They sell delicate desserts that look like artwork. It tastes heavenly. You'd better come up with a solution or else. I am going to take over this company. I will get a better Chef than Celeste," I say. 

"Don't talk about Celeste like that. She is one of the best chefs in the world. She studied under the best master chef overseas. He does not take anyone for a student unless they are the best. Besides, our chocolate cake and cheesecake are famous all over New York. Everybody comes to us for our famous desserts," Roman says. 

I know everything about Celeste. I've done my homework on her. I know that she does not hold a candle to any Masterchef in Europe. She did study under one master chef, but he chased her away as he did not see her fit to be a chef. I wonder if she told Roman that. I wonder if she told him that her daddy paid the Chef to teach her, but he could not do it and gave her father his money back and told him that there is no hope for Celeste as a chef. They say he only had one other student. He only had one that he favoured. They say she was the only one he would ever compliment.

"Chef Micheals loved me and I was the only student he ever sponsored and gave a compliment to. I was his best student," Celeste lies. However, before I can correct her, my phone rings. It is my second in command. 

"I have to take this call. We're not done yet. I'll be right back," I say as I walk out to take the call. 

"Don, Madeline is back in New York," Tony says. 

"Where is she?" I ask. 

"We do not know, but we know she will be at the opening of Heavenly. It seems like she is working for the group," He says. 

"I need an invitation to the opening. Get me one," I say. I forget about the meeting as I walk to my car. This is much more important than that bunch of idiots in there.