Daring Delfina's Heart のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Delfina Poletti was terrified.There was nothing in her Catholic upbringing, neither anything the nuns who taught at her local school nor anything her parents shared at home, could have done to prepare her for the situation unfolding in front of her.Since the night, her cousin Nek came home to break the news he’d stolen bank statements, forged documents, then lost Delfina’s parent’s restaurant in a high-stakes poker game, her world was turned upside down on its head. Not only did he lie and steal from his family, but he used his mediocre forgery skills to inflate the value of the restaurant upwards of a million dollars. He then apparently led the people at the poker table to believe it was a Michelin-rated restaurant where people from all over New York state came to eat. The truth was it was worth a hundred thousand dollars, if that, and the only people driving all over the state were the truckers who ate there.Nek thought it was a sure thing when his poker hand of four of a kind, a

“Order up!”Delfina grabbed the plates on the metal warming shelf and layered them along her forearm and then turned to take the food to the group of people waiting at the table. It was a busy morning, and she was grateful of the pace.Setting the plates in front of her customers, she smiled, “is there anything else I can get for you?”“No ma’am, this looks wonderful.” One of the three truckers beamed at her.The one sitting in the booth across his two friends looked her over, “unless you want to give me your number. My truck has a cot.”“As tempting as the offer is,” she continued smiling despite the revulsion curling down her spine because she could smell the man as much as she could see him, “my partner is not the sharing kind.” She gave a nod and walked away cursing once again how close the family restaurant was to the truck stop up the road.She lied through her teeth to get away from the men. She had no partner. The man she’d lived with for the last three years suffered a massiv

Delfina considered she might be being punished for wishing death on another human being. Holding lasagne platters for table six in her arms, the sight of the people at table eight almost had her dropping the dishes onto the floor.Her previous thoughts about not finding orgasms in her parent’s restaurants came back to mock her.Ruggero Rapallino was a drop-dead gorgeous specimen of a man and as he leaned back with his arms outstretched over the back of the largest booth behind his sister and mother’s shoulders he exuded power. She knew from Ercole he was wealthy in his own right from investing his trust funds he received when he’d turned twenty-one and making a big name for himself on Wall Street. Every function they’d ever attended where he was present, Ruggero always escorted a different woman on his arm, but she knew the way he doted on his mother and sisters, he was the consummate gentleman. Ercole called him the most handsome pussy on the planet and said more than once despite Ru

“Ew, are you saying the sex was good?” Ernestina gagged exaggeratedly. “You said he took pride in everything he did, and it included fucking. He was gross. How did you even know which eye to look into when you were getting it on? And seriously, could he even get it up and make you orgasm?”If the question had come from anyone else, about anyone else, she probably would have laughed but instead she leaned over the table and looked the woman in the eyes.“Sometimes a woman does what she has to do to survive Ernestina but you in your perfect little pampered life wouldn’t know a hard time if it smacked you in the face with a bat. Ercole Muraro could fuck like a stallion straight out of a porn which would make my god-fearing mother’s toes curl. The only time he was ever tender to me in three years was during the pillow talk after he’d finally come hours later. He loved to make me lay on his sweaty chest and play with my hair while he told me tales about his life. Sex and the moments after

She hadn’t expected to feel this awful. She’d taken the first pill orally in the clinic and then they’d inserted a different medication vaginally an hour after. She thought she’d be swallowing both pills, but the nurse said it was faster and more efficient this way. Then they’d sent her on her merry way nearly six hours ago.Now she was experiencing cramps which felt very much like the worst period she’d ever experienced. Nek was quietly watching the television laying on the other bed in the room, his eyes frequently flitting to her with concern but not saying anything.She rolled to her side pulling her knees to her abdomen, a small painful moan erupting past her lips.“Are you okay?” Nek’s concerned voice floated over the space between their beds.“I’m fine. Feels like bad menstrual cramps.” She stared at a dot on the wall, “Mom is going to be furious with me.”“It’s not her place.”A knock on the door had them locking gazes before Nek kicked off the bed and moved to the door. He lo