Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 2
I was the middle child of five kids. Our house was crazy – total chaos. The only peace I found was with my grandmother in the kitchen. She lived with us and cooked for the entire family.
My father was a bricklayer, and my mother was a schoolteacher. With so many mouths to feed, their salaries didn’t stretch nearly far enough.
My father was very serious. People used to joke that he was more German than Italian.
Always be early. If you’re on time, you’re five minutes late.
You owe your employer your very best efforts.
Never, EVER give less than 100%.
My mother prized getting good grades above everything else.
I was not serious at all, which irked my father – and I was terrible in school, which exasperated my mother.
Me?
I just wanted to cook.
My grandmother passed away when I was 11, and it was the saddest day of my life…
At least for another ten years.
But I kept on cooking and preparing all the family’s meals by myself.
I didn’t mind. I actually loved it. Working in the kitchen made me feel close to Nonna, like she was still with me.
I’ll say one thing: my parents never complained about my cooking. That was the one thing they didn’t criticize about me.
When I hit 12, I developed another obsession:
Boys.
I went boy CRAZY.
All I could think about was the cute boys at school. I would fantasize about kissing them.
I dreamed up ways of getting them to notice me. At first I tried making cannoli for them – hard pastry shells stuffed with sweet ricotta cheese and things like chocolate or nuts. They loved them, but they didn’t do anything but ask me for more cannoli.
When I finally got the attention I craved, it didn’t come from the boys in my own class – but older boys in school.
Much older.
I’m joking! They were only two or three years further along than me.
But they still seemed so worldly and cool.
Some of them even smoked.
Oooooh!
Real bad boys.
And I got plenty of their attention!
All it took was getting boobs.
I ended the school year flat-chested and came back the next fall more developed than every other girl in my grade level. All the older boys came flocking to me after that.
It was uncomfortable dealing with grown men leering at me, which felt icky and gross –
boys a couple
Bring it on.
kissed a boy for the first time
sex for the first time when I was
was all downhill
was all I could think about. Which distressed my parents
kept my romantic activities secret by sneaking out
years before she got married. She got pregnant at 18 from her boyfriend, which – since my parents were devout Catholics – meant automatic marriage. Her boyfriend
want to settle down yet, so I sure as hell couldn’t get pregnant. As a result, I always
so we wouldn’t snitch on her. Once she moved out, the candy stopped. But when I started sneaking
but I
both yelled at me non-stop, telling me I was ruining my life. But I already knew I didn’t want to go to university. University was for people who wanted to read and study – to become
Bleh.
go to university, you choose a profession while you’re a teenager and go to a school specifically for that.
hospitality industry – an istituto professionale. That was the closest I could get to being able to cook all
me there would be tons more cute guys at university, I might have done
activities.’ We lived in a small town, and people talked. Probably some boys bragged about sleeping with me, their parents overheard, they started
to hear from other people that my
That stunned me.
he’d
that he would
horrible to hear
It’s not like I was the lone sinner in a sea of saints. And I wasn’t sleeping
to stay in relationships
parents knew, they clamped down hard. I couldn’t sneak out anymore at night, which
unfavorably to my brothers and sisters – my grades, my behavior, the way I dressed – but
more like your sister and
the sister who snuck out just like I did, but got knocked up by one of the guys she was banging?” I said
me in
stared at her, stunned
ran back to the bedroom I shared with my little sister and
have never done that, I
that moment, I vowed to move out as soon
who aren’t on the university track graduate at 17. It’s not like I
over, I went looking for a job
I came from a small town in Tuscany, the vast countryside in central Italy. Our town wasn’t a tourist attraction, so there wasn’t a lot of
moved to Florence, the nearest big city with
me go. They made a lot of snarky comments about my sex life, but I just
with two roommates in
guys as I wanted. And there were plenty
discos, drank too much, had fun
Except
and make 2000 gallons of spaghetti
but that wasn’t even a possibility. Everybody I interviewed with said I had to go to a
to cook from my grandmother, but they
how to cook from her grandmother. You
the money for a culinary institute, and I couldn’t ask
to owe them anything or give them any sort of
They’d say that if they gave me
they didn’t have
day and tried to save my money
at saving as I’d been
did! It’s just that what little money I had left over
in Florence, life was great… until it
felt trapped in
boys, but I never fell in
began to
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