Paula Guadagnino Novels & Stories

I'm kind of mad I forgot about the other vacation. This place is as close as you can get to paradise. Gianna found herself a hot Spanish guy and I've barely seen her since then. Simona's guy is a black Idris Elba's look-alike she hasn't stopped showing off and Paulo and Silvano have been MIA since they found their dream girl. Her name is Helena, a bombshell blonde who was more than happy to accommodate them. We had dinner yesterday and they introduced her to me. Judging by the way Sil was talking, I think they're planning on taking her home with them.

Ivano didn't look up as he wasn't particularly interested in office gossip. Odorico grew increasingly animated as he spoke. "The lady's design drafts are incredible! They completely stunned several senior Fennaris artists at headquarters. She's the most talented person I've ever seen. She's bound to shine in this field! "And funny enough, she shares the same last name as Ms. Giada. Her name is Cristina Soave. Mr. Dominici, have you heard of her?" Ivano's fingers stopped playing with his glass. Cristina Soave.

an unfamiliar voice greeted. "Giovanni, Pablo, Rafael! It's good to see you again," Andrea replied before three strangers appeared in the kitchen. "And who's this?" one asked instantly seeing me behind the counter. He was clearly Hispanic but obviously wanted me to understand what he was saying and could tell I was more likely to understand English. "Ah!" Andrea said his eyes lighting up. "This is my new bitch. Ella Jones, Luna of Alpha Leonardo Loren." "Loren's mate..." one said eyeing me. "Good catch, Andrea. But I've heard about her. Doesn't she give the Alpha a run for his money? Always running away, disobeying, talking back...ect..."

Alessia laughed at her Aunt's antics, grateful that she was trying to make her feel better. “ Well, no one said he would go for a cougar like you,” She teased. Aunt Paula scowled at her cheeky niece. “ Apart from you and Rosa, find me one woman in Sicily who has half my beauty, and I would give you my most expensive wine,” she said Aunt Paula, apart from being one of the richest widows in Italy and a fashion powerhouse, was an avid wine collector. Where women collected jewellery in auctions, Paula bid against men for wine.

Who wouldn’t do that? “Gena, go have a drink and relax. Perhaps I could escape for a couple of days. I’ll call you when I know more.” If Paulo wanted her, he would be. But he’d use his uses right now. He was only seeing if he still had a spot in her bed. Paulo loved pretending he didn’t have the chains of a wife and kids who’d take him for half of everything in a divorce. His wife knew it was half of nothing if she left, so if their affair didn’t hit the papers, she would turn a blind eye. Before kids, his wife had been an actress he’d managed. Now washed up, she didn’t have a penny left from her days working. Gena knew the money was long gone and didn’t care. That wasn’t her problem either

Salvatore stared at her with curiosity and attention. "It's strange that the doorman believes you and Simon are together when apparently he's still having his 'visits,'" Salvatore said. Paulina returned to putting products in the cabinet, not paying attention to what she was doing, while forcing herself to have a steady hand, the pain in her belly increasing. Mirela was so kind, and she was deceiving her.

We walked to the club entrance and were stopped by a guy who looked a bit older than us. “ids please?” I didn’t have my id and I knew the club was for 21 and above so it would have been useless. Olivia smirked “excuse me? I’m Olivia Lopez and this is Camila Santiago” the guy’s eyes widened and he apologized profuse. He quickly let us in.

she asked. "No, he wouldn't" Geremia answered. "It's a bit unfair, don't you think?" Camilla asked. "Well the world particularly the mafia world is very unfair Camilla" Geremia told her. "and that Paula constantly badgering the poor woman and trying to find a loophole in her story, whatever happened to women supporting women" "Well Paula grew up in the mafia world and is just like them all, she doesn't care about things like that" Geremia said. "how could he date someone like that?" Camilla asked.

Paula turned away from Skylar's weird smile as she searched around for anything that could have caught Skylar's attention. She smiled as soon as her eyes found Vino perched in the far corner of the room, calling something to his mother. Paula's scowl as soon as she noticed the woman in his arms, Elise Fabio. That wild woman, why can't she just stop already. Vino can never be hers, Paula exclaimed in her mind as she turned to stare at Skylar who seemed interested in the MC's speech, but Paula could see that it was all fuse. She's only trying to avoid looking at Vino.

“And I’m not asking for it back. I know you spent it. Probably fast.” Paulina tilts her head, her smirk turning sly. “By the way, since we’re on the subject; heads up. That chatty maid of yours with the tiny voice? Anita? Yeah. She’s your mole. She’s the one who sent me those pictures and videos from that night you and Dorothy hooked up—” she pauses, eyes glittering, “—or should I say, made out, in the villa garden patio.” I don't flinch. “I already know,” he says flatly.