Novel & Cerita My Landlady Nonna

"What do you mean?" "Play dead," I mouthed. Lorenzo's eyes instantly lit up. Just then, a flurry of footsteps echoed from the hallway. "Lorenzo! My darling boy!" An old woman in a black dress rushed in, leaning on a silver-headed ebony cane with a string of onyx beads around her neck. Nonna Volpe, the widow of the former Don, the most respected woman in the entire family. Isabella followed close behind, supporting her arm. The moment Nonna saw the bloodless face of Lorenzo on the bed, her legs gave out, and she nearly collapsed.

Rose said with a warm smile Nora nodded. "Please make sure to take good care of my plants. I can't bear anything bad happening to them." Nora said to Rose in a pleading voice. She felt bad leaving all the plans here. But she was helpless. "Don't worry, I will make sure to take good care of your plants." Rose said with a smile. Nora smiled at her before saying good night. The elderly woman left her there and headed back to her home. Nora decided to call her Nonna since it's been a few days since she talked to her. Her Nonna Marianne received the call after a few rings.

"It needs personality." "The neighborhood's not great." "The neighborhood's authentic." He sighed, the sound of a man who recognized a losing battle. "How much?" I told him, and he winced slightly. "That's most of your salary." "That's exactly what independence costs." --- I signed the lease that afternoon. The landlord, Signor Rossi, was a cheerful man in his sixties who spoke broken English mixed with enthusiastic Italian. "Bella ragazza," he said, patting my shoulder as I handed over the deposit. "You make this place happy, sì?"

"We spent three years running from people who thought they owned us because of your father's debts. I took this apartment because the landlord didn't ask questions. If this job is bringing that back—" "It's not," I interrupted, taking her hands. They were warm, a little calloused from years of hospital shifts, and completely grounding. "I swear it's not. Voss isn't like them. He's... he's keeping it away from us." I hope, I added silently.

if I remember correctly I know that close family members can make such eyes when hearing the news that a person has passed away My hand started to clench itself "The day after tomorrow" I told him, the men looked at each other while Alex was deep in his thoughts. After they looked at each other all of their eyes landed on me "So you are the new landlady?" I nodded "Mama's will said that I'm the inheritor of this land, so I'll be your new landlady I'm Bea Williams her granddaughter" Suddenly I heard someone talk loudly "I didn't know she had a granddaughter"

She smiled, ‘it’s perfect for one person though, but if we plan on living together, we do need something a bit larger, just in case,” she blushed again. My brow arched, “in case of what?” She giggled, “in case you don’t pull out in time, and we end up with a bun in the oven?” I smiled, “okay, we can look for a new place and this time I won’t’ have to use the recording of a woman screaming my name to keep my neighbors at bay,” I pulled her to me and placed her on my lap, “do I wildflower.” She snuggled into me, “you’ll have to meet my family now, especially my Nonna, she’s like my Momma really, she raised me and we’re very close.”

Luna Gail and Alpha Dario exchanged a look, and Alpha Dario opened his mouth to say something, but then Nonna appeared from around the corner with a flour and grease covered apron on, and a wooden spoon in her hand. “Is no one going to come tell me hi?” She waved the spoon around like a weapon. Her appearance was enough to break the tension, and I let out the breath I didn’t realize I had been holding. “Nonna,” Miles moved to give her a hug, but she swatted him on the head with the spoon. “Move. Ladies first,” she gave him one more swat on the butt, then moved closer to me. “There’s my nipote preferita!” She grabbed my hands, pulling me away from the rest of her family. “Come, come! You can

“I’ll go get the car ready. I’ll be right back.” He walked to the door and looked back at me once more before he left, the room felt too big and too quiet without him in it. I pulled the blankets up to my chin, waiting for him to return. My stare roamed aroun the patterns on the fancy wallpaper, when the door slipped opens Nonna walked in. She was holding a small tray with a steaming cup of tea and some cookies still looking elegant even in her simple black dress she wore for her party. “How are you feeling, child?” she asked, her voice much softer than the first time we met.

He was amused. “No, it’s a fucking promise.” I suddenly got put down on my feet, making me blink a few times to get rid of the dizziness. “You are getting comfortable with making those threats to me.” He raised a brow at me. “What can I say, it works. Pussy power for the win.” I grinned. “There you are.” We both turned to look where Nonna came from. “Let me show you your rooms.” She gestured for us to follow her, and lead us through the house and upstairs. We came to a stop in front of a door shortly after.

I said and handed her the money that I am holding. “Wait,” She said and she immediately took the old notebook and black ballpen. She wrote my name and date then she received the money before she wrote the word ‘paid’ and then she let me sign it. “Thank you, I hope you enjoy your stay in our place,” She said with a smile. The landlady is an old woman. I guess she is already seventy-eight years old. She looks nice and kind. Living a simple life with her husband and her cats. Her house is the same as ours, the difference is they have a second floor. I guess it’s their bedroom.