Dulce Secreto Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 133– OTHE TASTE OF DOUCEUR MAYA’S POV “I have a special delivery from Grace. She insisted you have some…” Damian tilted his head, squinting at the delicate label. “Douceur?” I blinked, almost snatching the box out of his hands. “Wait, Grace sent that?” He nodded, amusement tugging at his lips. “Apparently, yes. She made sure the courier treated it like a state secret. I had to sign twice.”

They didn't order too many dishes, but those they've ordered look exquisite. Dulce, who usually dressed modestly, wore a Chanelle dress that was a gift from her daughter. Dulce herself was very pretty, seeing as she was able to give birth to a daughter as a beautiful as Angela. But she often went unnoticed because she preferred to dress plainly. So when she dressed up tonight, she exuded elegance and charm that had mesmerize everyone especially Angelo her husband. Dulce blushed when she noticed her husband's intense gazes. She rolled her eyes and gave him a playful smack."what are you looking at? We are already an old married couple. It's nothing that you haven't seen before!"

He noticed them and waved Holly over their table, raising his eyebrows at the tall dark and handsome stranger walking with Holly. "Holly!" He called out as he gave her a brief hug. Holly noticed that he was still using the minty aftershave she really liked. The tall brunette next to him also stood up and gave Holly a hug. "Nice to finally meet you Holly." She said with a thick Brazilian accent. Holly could never remember her name, it always managed to evade her when she needed it the most. "Holly, you remember Dulce right?" Mark asked her. "Yes! Of course I do. Nice to finally meet you Dulce." Elenora said as she tried hard not to stare at the ample amount of cleavage Dulce was showing.

I was curious what exactly he worked for or as , Ruth told me he ran clubs , But remembering how he pointed the gun at me at that old house I think they might just be some kind of drug dealers or something . I grabbed my tip stuffing it in my pocket and cleaning the table . "you must find it difficult work right ?" Lucy , one of the girl who worked here asked , " No , not exactly " I replied , " Oh , I heard you are a run away rich girl ." I chuckled . " No , you heard it wrong " I said . She chuckled walking away . " So she's the Dean's fav ?" I heard some one ask , Even through the music blasting through . " Come come now , let's not dig in people's business " Charlie said . I turned aroun

“We’ll use the Dulce room.” Her smile promised sin. And Matteo’s stomach knotted with fear and lust all at once.