Novel & Cerita Mattia Polibio Family Restaurant

As the heir of the George family, even the smallest whisper could cause an uproar. Lucia, on the other hand, had almost been forgotten. She stepped out of the car and flashed him a bright smile. “What do I have to be afraid of?” Damiano gestured toward the entrance. “Then get inside. You barely ate anything earlier.” They entered the restaurant together. No one took their order, yet dishes kept arriving one after another. Damiano didn’t eat. He simply opened a bottle of wine. “All of these dishes are pregnancy-safe. Eat as much as you like.”

I uncovered the dishes, revealing Veal Parmesan, lasagna, lobster tails served over angel hair pasta, Chicken Parmesan, Chicken Marsala, Seafood Alfredo, Spaghetti and Meatballs, Eggplant Parmesan, and more. "My Lord, Lance!" Leila said, completely surprised. "You ordered from Maggiano's Little Italy again, didn't you? You shouldn't have!" I shrugged as a smile curled my lips. "You enjoyed it so much yesterday that I asked Kellen to order it for us again today." "Daddy!" Jase yelled as he suddenly ran into the room, jumping into my open arms as Adeline followed him into the room. "You're home!" Jase said happily.

Double pov Demetrio Watching Cellie try her damnedest to pretend she didn’t want the food before her might just be the most entertaining sight. The woman had been sulky from the moment I finally got her to pack and leave that danger zone of her apartment–former apartment–and drove her here at Salato, my family’s Italian restaurant. She had even refused to choose from the menu, putting the poor waiter in a state of distress, and I ended up having to make the order for her.