Novia En Italiano Novels & Stories

(good evening) (miss) "Per favore, chiamami Lian" the girl beside me spoke in fluent Italian. I knew she was smart but I didn't know she speaks Italian. It wasn't in her file. (Please call me Lian.) "Certo, signorina. I'm Marco" Marco shook her hand before he went to the cockpit while I poured myself a glass of whiskey. (Sure, miss) "Are you just gonna stand there?" I arched my brows in her direction, slumping myself down on the plush leather couch.

My brows furrowed when he started laughing like a maniac. I punched his side, causing his laugh to turn into a groan. “Don't you dare laugh at me.” He sat down and leaned his back against the headboard while crossing his arms over his chest. I hate seeing that smirk on his face. “Cara mia means my dear. Madrina means godmother, the wife of a mafia lord.” My eyes widened as I looked away, and shame slapped me in my face. I need to learn Italian from Belinda starting tomorrow. It's the best way to avoid misunderstanding.

I tense up at the realization that everything he's saying makes sense. "Leave that bottle," I order. "It's time to go. I can't have Lucero in the house for too long. She's not a nanny to be chasing after ita'." "Not to be nosy, but I'd like to know what ita' means," he furrows his brow and I can't help but laugh. "I said it out loud, didn't I?" He nods. "It means Italian, and it's better to call her ita' instead of saying her name."

Damien, leaning on a chair , observed her keenly. "Inez...?"The girl from the other side took her name doubtfully. "Yeah...", she said and not able to stop her sob,her voice broke. "Oh..my god inez , preziosa ,Where are you ?", Nathalia asked her while crying. (precious) At her question ,she gulped and looked at Damein who was already staring at her. " I am...sono stato rapito da lui e ora sono nella sua villa ma non stressarti sto bene va tutto bene, sara solo che sto bene. mi manchi natalia",she said in low voice

) She falls to her knees. It surprises Emanuele, few Americans know of him, so this girl must be from Fertopia, plus her Italian is perfect. “Per favore, signora. Alzarsi,” (Please, madam, get up.) he says while he clutches her shoulders lightly, but the woman doesn't budge. Emanuele sighs in defeat. “Come ti chiami?” (What is your name?) “Il Mio nome è Mia, Vostra Altezza.” (My name is Mia, your Highness).

she said in Italian, rushing the words out with slight irritation. She rubbed her head and sighed before she ended the call. "He is such a bitch," she muttered. “Cagna!” I chuckled. "What does that word mean?" I asked, even though I knew fully well what it meant. I might have brushed up on a few Italian obscenities ever since I met Sienna. "It means bitch, and that's what Rocco is," she told me with a chuckle, making me chuckle too. A maid brought her aspirin. "Bring a drink too," Sienna snapped.

she said with a smile, making me furrow my brows. "What does that mean?" "It means 'She is no one.' I'm telling you this just in case Don Alessio says it at the party." "Why would you think he'd say that?" I muttered. "Just so you know, Don Alessio will never introduce you as his girlfriend to anyone at the party. Lei non è nessuno means 'She is no one,' just in case he speaks in Italian so you wouldn't understand." "Lei non è nessuno." I memorized the words, repeating them in my head a thousand times, but with the hope that he would never say it to anyone at the party.

Translations: bella- beautiful caro- deargrazie- thank you boccale- mug caffè- coffee perfetto- perfect per favore bambina- please, baby sei bello- you are beautiful

He leaned into my ear to say the last part in his low and husky morning voice. A man's morning voice was definitely the sexiest thing I had ever heard and it made my cheeks burn as my heart did a cartwheel. "You also know Italian? " "Yes Bellissima is Italian for beautiful" "Can you teach me please... " "What do you want to know doll? " "Um... Basic greetings" "Okay Morning is buongiorno Sunshine is Luce del sole" "What does my stud muffin mean? " He stayed silent and I looked at his face to see a smirk dancing at his lips

Riva ran towards the door to greet Rakshit happily. As he saw her, he took her into his arms and kissed her nose. "How is my principessa?" he smiled talking to her. And that word struck my heart. My dad used to call me that I can never forget this word. "What is princi... pessa? Mamu" Riva asked struggling to pronounce the word. " This means princess in an _" " Italian language " I completed Rakshit words. "You too are fond of learning different languages" he was shocked.