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She gave him a cold shoulder and continued her hunt before fishing out a book, amused by the title because Nicholas isn’t a man who encourages romance novels. The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco. Don’t tell her, he has hidden interests? She opened the book to see a note inside, written in Italian by Nicholas and a smile adorned her face as she saw his neat handwriting. Nicholas frowned as he moved closer to her, confused about her choice of novels. He thought she is more into Love & Gelato than The Name of the Rose. His suspicions got cleared after few seconds as Clarissa closed the book with a thud and put it back in it’s place, rolling her eyes in disgust.

Her name was Annalisa, short for Anna, which she preferred being called, yet she liked it—she liked when he called her Peach. Anna took her lips in, sighing inaudibly as her eyes fell on the books that sat idle on the table. Last night, he had brought the books that she had been trying to reach for that day at the library: Learning Italian for Beginners. Most times, it was his nice acts that made her want to go mad, like that day he took her to the hospital… No! She shouldn’t be thinking about this. She shouldn’t be thinking about him, even if he had burned the necklace Domenico had gotten for her, only to replace it with an exact replica.

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I poured myself a glass of water and drank it in one go. Alessandro "The Devil" Costello, El Padrino. I shook my head, nope, not going to believe it unless I talk to him myself. I made my way out of the kitchen and went straight to the library. Since I had nothing to do, I settled on reading a book. I surveyed the huge library and finally found a book that seemed interesting enough to read. "Mafia and Mafiosi by Henner Hess" With a book in my hand, I walked back to Alessandro’s seat to read but halted in my steps as I saw him already sitting on it.

Chapter Seventeen—Manchego’s, The memories Manchego’s was definitely the same even after her return. It’s pristine white walls, the authentic Italian food and what they were best known for—the most amazing tiramisu in all of America. Gianna salivated just at the thought of ordering some as she drove to the restaurant.

I placed a hand over my heart, I had never even been out of New York City, "Oh, Italy is a dream. I've had the pleasure of visiting Rome and Venice. The history, the art, and of course, the food are simply captivating." Santino's smile widened. "Ah, the food. It's a passion of mine as well. Do you have a favorite Italian dish?" "I have a weakness for a well-made risotto. The creaminess, the subtle flavors—it's like a culinary symphony." Our conversation flowed effortlessly as we shared stories of our favorite travel destinations, our love for Italian cuisine, and our common appreciation for the finer things in life. Santino was an attentive listener. A sudden static noise pierced into my ear

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he grappled his muscles to make me drool over him. Great. “Shall we eat?” I stopped my lusty celebrations. He read my thoughts, knowing he won this round doing nothing. “Sure,” He served my portion by introducing these royal Italian dishes, which I had never tried. But honestly, they looked so tempting, “Ah.. my favorite, Bruschetta.” “It looks tempting,” I urged. “It is. Come on, take a bite, and let it dissolve in your warm mouth,” I took a big bite as the taste of grilled bread rubbed with garlic and topped with olive oil and salt touched my taste buds.

CHAPTER 14 Ms. Grace and another maid, entered Luciana's room with a tray laden with an assortment of Italy's finest dishes: steaming risotto alla Milanese, tender osso buco, freshly baked focaccia, and a simple yet elegant caprese salad. As Ms. Grace approached the bed, her eyes widened in disbelief, and her legs seemed to freeze in a spot. She stood there, her gaze fixed on Luciana, who lay handcuffed to the bed. The tray in Ms. Grace's hands trembled slightly, threatening to overthrow the delicate balance of the dishes.