ALL Chapters & Episodes of The Italian's Proposal by Sheyla García

All Chapters of The Italian's Proposal: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

34 Chapters

Timothy Giannato is a twenty-nine-year-old Italian multimillionaire who no longer believes in love, not since his girlfriend of more than a year of relationship, was unfaithful with a co-worker. Now Timothy prefers to live life on his own terms, no strings attached, no love, no suffering. Melody Redford is a twenty-two-year-old young woman, an animal and book lover, in her fifth semester of college studying veterinary medicine. Thanks to a night of drinking and partying, she became unexpectedly pregnant and her boyfriend Richard did not admit it and urged her to get rid of the problem. Melody’s family was no help either and forced her to make the most difficult decision any woman could make: to abort her child or to leave home and raise her child alone. Melody refused to have an abortion, so she was only three months pregnant when she moved in with her friend Lucy and got a job at a coffee shop to pay for doctor’s appointments and prenatal pi

Chapter One

The Italian's Proposal/Sheyla García

Two months agoTimothy Giannato was excited about the surprise he had prepared for his beloved Gia. A journalist he had been dating for over a year. He was the typical heartbreaker and longed lover for every woman with two fingers of judgment. An Italian with a passion for automobiles, racing cars. When Timothy finally heard the key in the apartment door, he stood behind the door of the room he shared with Gia every time he slept over there. His heart began to race, smiling he watched out of the corner of his eye as the door slowly opened. He was going to take a big step that night. He had been with her for a year now, everyone at home adored the journalist, and he was sure he had found the woman to settle down with. On the bed he had placed the same petal of red roses in the shape of a heart, with his hands that were only practical and skilled at driving and closing deals. On a small table he had placed the champagne with which they would cele

Chapter Two

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—Now—The mornings were getting heavier and heavier for Melody, who kept throwing up everything she ate for dinner and something else, each day when she woke up. She was tired of the sound her gagging made, she was tired of waking up her friend Lucy every time she threw up in the sink, which was inside Lucy’s room. Melody had never in her life felt as uncomfortable as she did at that moment.It wasn’t just the fact that she had been living with Lucy for a week, her friend was a sweetheart just for allowing her to spend time there. The apartment was tiny, and they barely had enough food for the two of them. Lucy wasn’t much of a shopper and Melody didn’t have time to buy anything, because when she finished her shift at the coffee shop, she went to clean and water the plants of a young couple who lived near the coffee shop where she worked. It was extra money, money she needed more than ever. When her mother told her that she wasn’t ready to be a rea

Chapter Three

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The coffee shop was packed, it was a small place, with only eight tables, each with four metal chairs with semi-padded backs. Customers usually came in desperate, as if a rabid dog were chasing them and it was life or death to get a coffee. Melody was trying to work at lightning speed, cranking the machine, pouring the coffee that was kept hot from the glass pot, and charging the customers. It was a lot of work for one person, but the place was being remodeled and because she was pregnant and the owner had taken pity on her, Melody was the only employee in the coffee shop. She was in charge of opening and closing and on days when she couldn’t open the place at seven in the morning, Mr. Doyle would come down from his apartment and open it.

Chapter four

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Chapter FourMelody stood still watching the man in front of her, she had no idea that such specimens existed in real life. She was used to seeing them in vanity magazines, those magazines that only showcase rich and beautiful men, sheets and sheets of pure masculinity, wealth, and luxury. Men hand in hand with women who wore clothes more expensive than a car. “Hello? Can you speak?” the man made her react with his heightened level of sarcasm. “Can I have my coffee now, or are you going to stare at me for ten more minutes? If it’s the latter, let me know so I can sit down.” The man was irritating.

Chapter five

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Chapter five Melody sat in the back of the car, next to a pleased Timothy. Could it be the most perfect name? Maybe. He could have been named Christian and had a room for wild, forbidden sex.She blushed just thinking about that sitting next to the most sensual man she’d ever seen in her life. “Are you all right? You look red,” he was worried, maybe thinking something was wrong with her because of the baby. Oh, Greek God, if he knew he got me like this. He was thinking about the baby she was carrying in her womb, about her safety and security, it was more than anyone she knew had ever done, including her parents. She found out when she was a month pregnant, she didn’t know how to tell her parents, and all the more reason

Chapter Six

The Italian's Proposal/Sheyla García

*—Thimoty—* Chapter SixTimothy Giannatto Timothy watched the young mother-to-be with curiosity. She walked beside him, slowly, murmuring so softly that he could not understand what she was saying, at first, he thought she was talking to him, then he realized that young Melody was talking to herself. He was used to the frivolous women of movies and television, the ones who preferred to dress up than being comfortable, or the ones who preferred to keep up an appearance than live happily. He had a feeling Melody didn’t care at all how much money he had in his pocket. “Have you cleared up your issues?” he didn’t know why she caught his attention. She was a fairly plain and simple girl. Petite size, big gray eyes, intelligent gaze, and Jet-Blac

Chapter Seven

The Italian's Proposal/Sheyla García

*—Melody—*The consultation passed without her noticing. She had only gone to the first appointment at her parents’ house without them noticing her visit to the doctor. She had started taking the prenatal pills as she read about the symptoms and stages of pregnancy on the internet. When she confessed this to Dr. Troy, his eyes widened wildly, and he wanted to jump off the nearest bridge. “Poor baby!” he exclaimed. That alone made Melody feel like the vilest of mothers. “I don’t have health insurance. I didn’t know what else to do,” she defended herself. She felt it was the only thing left for her to do. Timothy was sitting in a chair next to her. He gave the impression of being uncomfortable, but he hadn’t wanted to leave when she proposed. “I’ll stay and check in with the doctor,” he had told her. She trusted the angels that he would not judge her, as the OB/

Chapter Eight

The Italian's Proposal/Sheyla García

*—Timothy—*Timothy looked at the woman lying across from him. She was beautiful in a different way. She had a sparkle in her gaze that had coaxed him ever since he saw her in the coffee shop that morning, her hair such a dark shade just made him conjure up a thousand sexual positions where her black hair fell over them, surrounded, sweaty, wet, it was so exciting to think about, he didn’t want to think about what it would be like to make it happen. The girl was practically a mystery to him, he didn’t know her at all, and his bruised male ego screamed at him that he didn’t want to know her either. That happened when someone broke our personal and sentimental barriers. There was no longer a single moment in his life where he did not think about the mess he had gotten into with Gia, he had trusted her blindly, for him she was a woman who represented him, who could share his problems and dreams. He had fallen into the net of a crone, one

Chapter Nine

The Italian's Proposal/Sheyla García

A woman must have certain things clear before confessing to have committed a murder, been unfaithful, told a lie, or committed a betrayal. She simply had to find better ways to say it, and in that sense, Melody could only think that she had betrayed Timothy Giannato. While she knew absolutely nothing about him, she didn’t know if he was wise or intelligent, she didn’t know how hard he had worked to keep his company, she didn’t know if he was a bad man, if he told me that someone had done him wrong. The only thing Melody did know was that this Italian had shown up at the coffee shop, and when her eyes fell on him, the tranquility and security that she had not felt for so long, seized her. But at the same time, she felt the nerves and uneasiness, as if it was the first time a man had ever looked at her.

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