Linguini Remy Novels & Stories

Jonathan smirks. I giggle, feeling more relaxed now. "I won't tell anyone if you won't," I tease him, taking another sip of the wine. "I'm not really sure what to order," I admit, looking at the long list of dishes. "Well, let me help you then," Jonathan says, taking the menu from me. "I highly recommend the linguine with clams. It's my favorite dish here." I nod and he orders for us, along with a few appetizers.

" How about I hug you or... I give you my credit card huh? " " Fine, I'll take your credit card " I stand up to my feet, quickly ipek is chicks before running up the stairs. I make my way to the room fast I put on my best spaghetti and a bomb shot and run out. Only to meet #bestfriend number two and the sea beside Remy laughing, talking and talking. I roll my eyes as I sit beside Remi on the left side. I even wonder if Aria has a crush on Remy even if she does she is so good at hiding it

"Look at him, Alessia! Look at this mess! I leave for a few months and he turns my house into a crack den? He’s lucky I didn't put a bullet in every one of those low-lifes downstairs, and he’s even luckier I don't do it to him right now." Rino strode to the other side of the room, grabbed a cloth, ran it under water, stalking back over. He didn't dab, he swiped the cold cloth across Remo’s face with enough force to make Remo wince. "You think this is a game?" Rino hissed, leaning down into Remo's face. Remo blinked, his vision swimming. "You think you can just snort and fuck your way through life because things got hard? You’re a Lombardi. You don't get to be a junkie."

When I got into the kitchen, I see Toni standing over the stove cooking something that smells unbelievable, I grab a glass from the cupboard, walk over to the fridge, and made myself some orange juice. “Hi Toni, what are you cooking tonight? It smells amazing.” “Why thank you Savannah dear, I am cooking a family special linguini and meatballs in a rich tomato Bolognese sauce and mushrooms.” Taking a sip of my juice whilst taking a seat at the breakfast bar. “Wow that sounds amazing I can’t wait to taste it.”

I hurriedly got on g****e and dialed her number. "Hello?" she answered. "So, what's the recipe?" "Oh thank god! It's Rigatoni with Marinara Sauce and Ricotta." "Ri... ga... to.... ni.... Will you say it slower? I didn't quite get it." "Rigatoni with..." "With..." "Marinara Sauce." "Ma... ri... na... ra... wait, what the hell is a marinara sauce?" "Just type." "Fine. Marinara sauce and?" "Ricotta."

He moved gingerly, but with a stubborn determination that told me he wasn’t planning to sit still for long. “I can eat in here,” he added. “No. You’ll eat in the dining room. Like royalty. Or at least like someone who didn’t almost pass out from a fever.” I supported him with one arm, and we made our way out of the room. The hallway was quiet, dimly lit. The air smelled like roasted meat and spices. Whatever the chef made tonight, it wasn’t garlic soup. Thank God. “You know,” Remy said, voice near my ear, “this is the weirdest almost-date I’ve ever been on.”

"Let's take a shower. I want to have a snack before I leave to meet Zal." Remy's legs trembled when he tried to stand and I helped him up when he blushed. "Your cum is dripping out." "Clenched it then, wait until we're under the shower." I gave the side of his neck a long lick and my Remy bit his lip. Fuck...

He chuckled proudly, "I told you, just trust me tonight. So, wanna try another flavor?" I paused for a second but nodded in the end, I finished two glass of alcoholic juice with different flavor. The first one is lemon that's why it's a bit sour while the second one is strawberry, now I'm finishing my third one. "Woah! You like mint flavor?" Remi's eyes widened when I finished it. "Yes, I like it." It's also has same scent with Alpha Dexion's soothing pheromones... He was about to say something when someone approached us, "Hi, it's been a while since we last saw each other. How are you, Jeremiah?" The woman wearing a red cocktail dress that made her porcelain skin more visible started to spe

I made Béchamel sauce pasta, it's Italian, I don't even know why am I making Italian food but I think I have to put effort into making him fall for me. Once I was done cooking, I made my way out and noticed Giulia dusting the living room, she stopped when she saw me giving me a gentle smile before she got back to work. The urge to ask her about Lorenzo was so strong that I gave up, "Where's Reyna?" She stilled, "At the club..." My heart drowned in my stomach, "Which club?" "Il Palazzo..." "Why?" I asked, almost aggressively. "Reyna and I work there, we do waitressing at night."

I take a look at the menu, it’s written in Italian. I know the Italian language but I am not very fluent in it. I glance back up at him to see he hasn’t taken his eyes away from me. I raise an eyebrow, silently questioning his stare. "You’re Italian, right?" I ask him. He nodded. "Well, you know this type of food better than me. I will get what you're having." "Are you sure?" He asked "Yeah, just don’t order something too buttery." He nodded and looked down at the menu "How about Lumache alla Romana for an appetizer?"