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2023-05-12 01:21:58Luciano(Messages)
L - I can't wait for our date tonight amore mio.G - So Luciano Martini has a little nickname for me then? It's cute but I bet that's what you call all of your other girls huh? By the way, I'd much prefer to call it a 'get together.' Imagine me going on a date w you? You're not that special sweetheart.L - The lady gets what the lady wants, and I don't call anyone and have never called anyone 'amore mio' I may be a playboy but hey, I stay original. What time and day are you free?G - Can we do Saturday? I'm free all day. And how honest! You just called yourself out as a playboy, I never would've not believed you on that. L - As in tomorrow?G - Yep, is that good with you? Or do you have some other thirsty girl who's desperate to go out with you that day? Playboy's keep busy.L - Haha very funny. I am free and no girl is lined up anymore because of you Gabriella. I'm telling you, I'm taking a bit of change. I'll see you Saturday, at 6, I'll be picking you up. Don't bail on me I'm counting on you here. I have a feeling that you are going to like my surprise and maybe just maybe even enjoy yourself. What a crazy idea huh?G - We'll see when it comes Luciano. Bye now.L - Bye.
_____________Back to real lifeLuciano, Luciano, Luciano. I should not be finding myself smiling at his message yet I do. 'Amore Mio'. Italian for my love. When he called me that I could feel the rise of butterflies already in my stomach. I should not be feeling butterflies for him of all people and it was all from him calling me, 'amore mio'. Crazy crazy crazy girl.
"Why are you all happy for?" Amara inquired. Well Amara, let me dwell on that question for just one itsy little second, your brother, yep the one you seem to hate has asked me on a date and guess what! It was at your party! And guess what again? I haven’t told you because he said so so now I’m hiding a pretty big secret from someone i call a friend. Jeez I am a bad person aren’t I? "Oh um no reason at all. You know I just saw something funny and thought to myself haha, I should laugh because it's a quite funny video and this person must've tried pretty hard making the video so like if I don't laugh well that'd just seem a bit mean of me and also I'm going out tomorrow. No where fun or important just...going out.""Oh wow, how detailed of an explanation, where are you going, can I come with you? I have nothing to do." Can she...? Let me just sit and think if she can come out with me tomorrow the day I'm meant to meet her brother. "No sorry I need to...clear my head? I'm having trouble getting inspo for my art pieces so I thought I'd benefit me and myself and I by just going out into nature and the world to get inspo. For art." What a great excuse Gabriella. Lying to your first real friend here…if this date does not go well this lying would be for nothing. NOTHING. Ugh my lying skills are so shitty and atrocious that at this point I should be arrested."Ok have fun working through your problems then maybe next time we can go out." She said with a smile. I nodded at her and as she left I let out a loud sigh.I feel bad doing this, I can already tell how she's gonna react if she ever finds out about me and Luciano. She seems to despise her brother and I don't think that she would feel comfortable having him come over casually every week. Now I wouldn't really think about doing this stuff on a regular basis but hey, I've been single for a long time and one date with a random rich guy doesn't sound like a super bad thing. I just hope he doesn't end up being an asshole but if he does I hope that the guilt leaves as fast as it came swooping into my heart.Oh shit. I just realised that I have no idea what to wear, I don't even know where we're going! He said he'd pick me up but that's not the most helpful thing ever. You know what how about we stress about it on the day? Yes I think that's good. But. Me, I have ambitions. I stood up from my bed and went into the bathroom. I haven't been on a date for what feels like a bazillion years and I wanna look so good that he has to take a second to look at me because I just mesmerized him. As it should be.I opened my bathroom cabinets and pulled out all of the essentials. Shaving cream, razors, face masks, hair masks and more. Eh. I put it all into the sink and went onto Spotify to start playing my playlist. I am gonna have myself a mini spa day.
As my music played I drew myself a bath and began shaving. Every little part. Usually I do this every week because I'm a self care freak but I haven't felt a massive need to continue it but I don't know. I wanna look my best. I went back to my bathroom cabinet and tried to find my wax strips to no avail. Shit. I looked down and I hadn't finished shaving my legs yet but think Gabriella how badly do you want his jaw on the floor and to have everyone else adoring you? Very badly. I pulled my bath robe on and went into Amara's bedroom knocking lightly. She opened the door and looked at my half way shaven legs.
"Long story, could i borrow wax strips?" She nodded and went searching.
She'd come back in under a minute with two and handed it to me. "Enjoy the spa dayy."
"Thank you." I replied before leaving.
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We had arrived at the restaurant after a very long drive. A very long drive where the Luciano Martini couldn’t keep his eyes off of me. My plan worked. He thought he was being slick but anyone could spot those little glances he’d make or maybe the only reason I’d noticed is because I too had been giving him mini glances…He’d even opened the car door and the restaurant door as we entered inside and sat down, imagine if I actually wore my normal clothes, everyone here is super dressed up. I would look very much out of place. I kind of felt like it already, I mean I know that I’m not anything like these people. I take a look at the people around our table, they’re all wearing luxury clothes and have luxury bags and came looking like a million bucks and then there’s me. I know I came looking nice as well but it feels different for me because I never actually had to buy any of the stuff. I feel like Rory when she started hanging around all of those rich kids. Ugh Gabriella it’s fine. Focus
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It didn't take us very long to arrive at the art gallery. And when we got inside I was amazed. All of the paintings looked extraordinary and it was very thoughtful that he brought me to my favourite art gallery. Art is subjective but a lot of art lovers can be quite judgmental. I don’t really want to be an artist when I’m older. I wanna do something that involves art like maybe a graphic designer. You do the art and get payed a pretty penny. I’ll always love art though. I’ve loved it ever since I was younger, my dad was big on painting. He painted whatever he saw pretty much and what he had painted was beautiful. Once he was done, he’d keep them locked away and then come back to look at them for memories. Some of the art though, with my mothers encouragement, had made it onto the walls. He was a great painter and it’s what inspired me to pick art. He still paints but I rarely see it anymore. I went back to admiring the art. Each of these art pieces have a meaning to them, the hard and
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Gabriella POVI had just arrived home and that date, sorry get together was just amazing and I thankfully didn't ruin it. As I got out of Luciano's car, I said my goodbyes."Thanks for today. It was really...nice. And I think you deserve a congratulations on how impressive you made it. I agree, you’re not a super bad guy. Could use some work though.” "Of course anytime oh and also, the roses were for you please have them and keep the dress. I’m telling you, it really does look good on you amore mio.” He handed me the big bouquet of roses, the amore mio’s always made me blush…"I'm not really good with flowers though so I’m just going to say this in advance I’m sorry if they end up dying in like a day.” "Well it’s a good thing you are roommates with a flower lover, have you not seen my sisters massive collection on flowers? She adores them and has a billion facts about flowers so all you have to do is make up a darn good excuse and then you'll be able to keep it ok? And, you know what
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The words of Amara kept replaying in my head. I would be stooping very low if I dated Luciano. But why? That was the question I was repeatedly asking myself. That date with Luciano was amazing. Though it was only my first date with him and my first date ever…I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. He was sweet and thought about how to make me feel special. I’d never had or experienced that with anyone. He’d given me a new perspective on what a good guy could be like and so I’m not seeing why she doesn’t want me to see him as an option.Ugh this is just great, I was actually starting to get used to him and I kinda guess that I had a bit of hope here, a little hope that I could be with him one day. It’s crazy. And dumb. And very very stupid. But gosh, if you had been with him on that date…through out the whole date I kept getting lost in his gorgeous eyes and when they looked at me it made me feel like the most special in the world. It made me feel like all of these girls that he’s been
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I had fallen asleep on the couch and had just now woken up, it's currently 8 am, too early to be waking up but thank goodness because I hadn't set an alarm the night before and I have a lecture at 10 so better get ready then. I stood and went up to my room but it was completely trashed, my stuff was thrown around everywhere what the fuck happened here. The first thing that came to mind however was to find the painting Luciano had gotten me, I didn't care about the art supplies surrounding the floor. If that painting, my first ever one and a gift at that was broken? I was gonna go crazy. I began searching left and right and to no avail it wasn't there. My heart beat quickened and I felt tears of frustration and annoyance creeping up in my eyes. It is far too early to be crying but that painting...I went to wake up Amara only to find her already up, she was on her phone smiling widely. She looked guilty, but why would she do this to me? What could I have done to her?"What the actual hec
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It's been about a few days now and I still haven't seen Luciano. It does suck but, it’s teaching me some self discipline. Maybe, I should call my mom? It’s been dwelling on my mind for a few days now. I want to actually update her about what’s been happening in my life so far. She doesn’t know that much, I do contact my parents of course they’re my parents but it’s not as much as I’d like. It’s weekly but right now I really need to call her. After my parents divorce, she had to adjust to life without a person she’s known and loved for ages. Though our situations aren’t really all that similar because well I don’t ‘love’ Luciano, I wanna ask her about what I should do. These few weeks have been pretty shitty. Amara has been ignoring me and acting like I don't even exist. I mean I get that she’s mad and yes I knew that if she did ever find out she’d be of course mad at me but ugh. I wish things were different. I wish that she’d forgive me but that seems almost impossible. Whenever I see
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Moving to this city was the dumbest decision ever right? I'm Gabriella Rosa, freshly entering university in a new city where I know absolutely no one. I’m taking in a new start because I've just recently gotten myself out of a super trashy place that many call 'high school'. I so would not recommend. And after high school why don’t you take a quick guess on what I choose to do? I made a rash choice to move away to the big city and apply to a bunch of universities hoping I'd get in because why not? I need, craved a new experience. I could not stay at that horrible place any longer because I knew that I would not be able to get the old memories out of my mind. I rarely actually had a lot of friends, I’ve always been pretty to myself but I had 1 friend and about a few weeks before graduation what does she do? She ditches me to become 'popular'. Good for her. Truly. A little warning saying 'oh by the way cancel all of our plans together because I don't need you’ would have been real nice.
My Italian Billionaire Epilogue 2
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So, it's been 48 years since I first ever met and laid my eyes on my husband, Luciano Martini. A lot happened. It was the craziest love story I've ever experienced. There was pain. There was betrayal. There was love, passion and romance. We both made it into the glorious sixties and Adrianna...our daughter she's all grown up now. She's doing well in life, got herself a nice husband who loves her so much. They've got two adorable kids and me and Luciano have watched them grow too. I'm glad everything worked out. I'm glad I hoped on that plane. Now, I keep saying things such as 'there was' and talking in past tense...I owe an explanation for that. Well, I am dying. Years ago, I got a terminal illness that I'd managed to fight off for a while that is until now. I have less than an hour left to my life. An hour before I pass away and leave the precious life of Gabriella Martini goodbye. I'll never forget my first kiss. One of the popular boys in middle school, Brian. We were playing spin
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Five months later"He is going to be blown away when he sees you. You look just beautiful, just beautiful ok? I really couldn't have chosen anyone better to marry my dumbass brother. He's so lucky to have you." Amara said. Today was my wedding day, after five months of crazy intense planning it's finally the day. The day I, Gabriella Rosa marry the Luciano Martini...is this a dream? Because it feels like one. I really hope it's not...I remember when I first met him a weird yet intriguing try hard jerk who I'm now about to get married to. Life has a weird way of working out. The amount of things that we've had to go through just to reach this point never fails to amaze me. I mean we went on a date, and after every date I feel like something bad always ends up happening and even when certain people weren't for our relationship I'm glad I listened to my mom about everything. I just never thought that this one little work trip to Italy could’ve lead to our marriage.When we told Adrianna a
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Gabriella's POV"I don't know Amara, I think he's gonna pop the question tonight, I mean we haven't been out for like a month but I don't know. What do you think?""I don't know, I'm not your boyfriend but I think it would be great. Where are you guys going by the way?""I don't know he said it's a surprise but knowing him...anything is possible. I mean once he rented out a whole cinema so that we could have a date.""Damn that's how I know you're special for him. He never did that for anyone. I'd be happy if he decided to marry you." I turned around and hugged her."You would be the best sister in law ever!" I pulled away to look for through my outfits. "Can I get a little help here though?"------------ 5 Hours Later"Are you ready yet?" I heard Luciano say. "You look gorgeous as always...I'll never get tired of reminding you of that. I truly cannot wait to treat you tonight...You only deserve the best." With that he landed a kiss
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1 year laterIt's been about a year now and a whole lot has happened. For starters Adrianna has aged up and she's now 8. We recently just celebrated her big birthday. She's really growing up so quickly, I'm glad because of how everything turned out. I'm glad her dad is apart of her life now and that he's there for the moments that truly matter. I personally never thought that life could've even ended up this way. Her dad and me...Me and Luciano are still together in fact I decided to stay in Italy not only for me but also for Adri since she wanted to be closer to her dad. My life back in New York was ok but the only reason I'd stayed was because I couldn't afford to be travelling. I had to save money for Adrianna and our little family so I just got a little house and it was nice but I could only dream of a better place for us. Now we have it. It feels like every dream I've ever had Luciano has made them come true. We moved into Luciano's house and we have weekly dinners with Amara and
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At Luciano's HouseWe came to the house a little earlier than everyone to help set everything up and soon enough the guests all came in. We were now in the living room sitting in silence."Why won't anyone talk?" Adrianna whispered to me."It's been a while." I replied back, meaning it's been 7 years a while."So is that your kid?" Luciano's dad asked, "Which whore did you knock up this time?" Wow. So that is the first thing that you decide to say to someone? Children are here. "Dad watch it. There are children here." Amara said. "What does whore mean mama?" Adrianna asked Luciano's dad. What does whore mean!? Now he's got her saying whore and asking quite unnecessary questions that children don't need to know. Great. I hope this doesn't end up scarring her later on in life. "Ask your mother." My jaw dropped at why he would say that. I know that our first time meeting wasn't exactly the best but gosh what happened to simple I don't know respect? Money truly doesn't buy people class.
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Gabriella's POV"So Adrianna do you like him? Is he acceptable?" I asked eagerly and nervously waiting for a response. "Yes, he's good. So when's the wedding?" Me and Luciano almost choked on the food at her pure bluntness. One of her worst qualities sometimes."Wedding?" We both said at the same time. Kismet. "Yeah, he loves you so marry him momma." I looked over at him with an awkward smile because this is an awkward situation. "Well it's a bit early for that..." I answered. "Actually Gabriella, I didn't get to do this the other night but." Luciano stood up from his chair and went over to me. "I didn't get to give you this the last night before everything happened but I've always kept this on me just in case you come back to me. Here, it's a promise ring." Oh I thought he was gonna propose to me, he grabbed my hand and put it on. It of course wouldn’t be bad if he proposed to me, in fact I’d love it because I love him. I know that all of those stupid things yes have happened but
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Welcome to what might end up being the most awkward dinner ever. I was now in the kitchen making food so that I could leave the two to talk but I couldn't even hear what they were talking about.-----------------------------------------Luciano's POV "So how do you know my momma?" Adrianna asked."Well I met her about seven years ago, we went to school together, school is very important by the way, annoying but important. I met her there and at first I didn't have good intentions but when I got to know her I fell in love.""What's love?""Love...Love is a feeling that you get when you really care about them, you would do pretty much anything for them to be happy. There's different types, romantic love, love for family, love for friends. There's a lot.""What love do you have for my momma?""That is romantic love, you know without that you wouldn't be born.""How was I made?" Oh shit."Gabriella? Did you need help back there? I should go check on your mom real quick..." I got up and w
