The moment she closed the bathroom door, Norah took a sigh of relief. Her uneasiness had nothing to do with Freddie’s text. It had everything to do with Leone, with what happened on the yacht, with the way she felt while sleeping next to him in the same bed. She looked at her own reflection in the mirror and saw there another woman… someone she couldn’t recognize. In less than twenty-four hours, she changed so much. Those photos changed her life in so many ways, and the strangest thing was getting Leone’s attention. And not only that. Norah turned on the water, then took off the few things she had on and entered the shower cabin. Funny how something as simple as a shower could become the most wonderful thing. Washing her hair, smoothing a soapy facecloth over her body... It was almost like a mystical experience in a time of crisis. She took her time, thinking of nothing as water rained down on her. Until… Until she started recallin
“I reviewed your file and some other details,” Leone told her as they left the hotel room. Norah looked over her shoulder at him, dismayed, but not fearful.“Other details like what?” Her financial situation, for example. Her debt level was low, but Norah had a little, and hadn’t made any significant payments or purchases recently. There had been nothing to red flag her as possessing or spending a sum that might have been embezzled. Instead, he’d found more evidence that she was exactly as she portrayed herself.“In a short period of time, you’ve reached an astounding level of education and your work with our office in New York was quite remarkable,” Leone acknowledged once they were in the privacy of the elevator. “Still, for the position here in Milan, there were two more experienced candidates on the list before you. Sensi signed off on your transfer despite this important detail. So, this supports your theory.”“Which theory?” she asked in a
Norah couldn’t believe how honest she was being. It wasn’t like her to be this blunt, but after everything that happened, her dignity was really a luxury she couldn’t afford anymore. “Yes, Leo, I’m tempted by you… I’m extremely tempted to say yes to your every request, but I’ve never had sex with a man just for… physical release. I wasn’t raised that way. It makes me feel cheap even considering it.”“You’re incredibly insulting when you want to be, aren’t you, Norah? The problem, I think, is that you don’t know how powerful this particular… painkiller will be. Or how effective…” Leone leaned across and set her glass on a small table, in a holder. His was already gone and his hands went to her small waist.“‘V
Dammit! The feisty Norah was back… Their passionate moment was definitely gone! He thought of something taunting to say back to her but Leone decided to let her be, at least for now. He’d already had her… well, a part of her anyway… Energy and excitement roared through him. His senses felt like they’d been cranked into hyperdrive. His cock was still throbbing, but Leone knew better. Having sex with her in the backseat of a limo had been a terrible idea, given the circumstances. Doing it again was beyond terrible. It was reckless. Foolish. Still, Leone wanted Norah with a hunger he’d never experienced. But it was wrong to indulge this lust. His brain knew this was going to end poorly. For the good of everyone who depended on him, the best course of action was to calm down, get to the villa, and get ahold of these wayward thoughts and irrational emotions. Leone gave her a quick glance. She was keeping her distance from him, pro
“‘Ciao, puffo!’ (Hi, you smurf!) How about I throw you into the pool?” Leone asked in Italian. “Do it!” arrived the little boy’s defiant answer, also in Italian. The boy’s laughing eyes brightened with excitement. He splayed out his arms and legs, ready to fly through the air into the still, blue water despite being fully dressed.“Nah, I won’t do it,” Leone told him, hitching the boy’s wiry figure onto his arm so they were eye to eye. “That’s your punishment for trying to push me in, ‘nanerottolo’ (you, little gremlin). No swimming at all. Now, go on and say hello to Miss Wilde,” he said, indicating her with a nod. Norah looked at Leone, absolutely mesmerized seeing him acting so… playfully. She waited for the little boy to talk. After all, she was the stranger in this picture. She didn’t want to scare him.“Norah, this little devil is Marco Gritti, my second cousin. He has all of his mother’s sass and twice his father’s disregard for danger.”“Ciao!” he exclaim
A few minutes later, Norah was moving around Gabrielle’s kitchen, chatting with her with surprising ease. Perhaps Gabrielle wasn’t resting with her feet up as her husband had demanded, but since she wasn’t holding anything heavier than a paring knife, Norah didn’t say anything. Besides, every birth story she’d ever heard was a lengthy process, happening in the midnight hours. Gabrielle wasn’t complaining of a backache or any of those other things women talked about as labor’s signs. She was relaxed, cheery and so, so nice! Feeling as vilified as she did, Norah was deeply relieved to be finally treated like a normal person.“Did you get that top at the boutique on the far end of the lake?” Gabrielle asked. “I bought the black and gold one two
Leone had seen the photos online from today’s shopping trip with Norah and last night’s kiss. The passionate embrace on the stern of the yacht still made his pulse pound just thinking of it. His mind went to the car, the wet heat clenching his fingers, her sweet nectar on his tongue as she shuddered and cried out while orgasming. There were a million reasons why he should merely act like they were an item, rather than make the affair real, but they would make it real. He knew it for sure. They could put it off, because they both knew in their gut that neither of them would come away unharmed, but their making love was inevitable.“What? No comment?” Yari poked. “Leo… ‘Fratello’ (brother), if you’re right and she’s a victim, she had been hurt more than enough for a lifetime. Don’t make h
“Oh, dear God… This was such an amazing experience,” Norah said fifty minutes later, as the ambulance carried off a grumbling Gabrielle and a newborn baby boy. The youngest of the Gritti family had made his voice heard for a brief moment, then once he was placed on his mother’s chest, fell asleep, unusually cool, calm, and collected for a baby that tiny.“This is an absolute waste of time. The doctor is just going to tell me that everything is perfectly fine and that I’m free to go home if this is what I want. I wish you hadn’t called them,” Gabrielle scolded Leone on her way out the door.“Nonetheless, amore mio, humor us all, please,” Yari said with odd composure. “Especially me.” He joined his wife while buttoning his clean shirt with hands that might have shaken a little, but he’d barely broken a sweat while carrying Gabrielle to their bed and helping their youngest son come into the world minutes later.“‘Va bene, tesoro’ (Very well, sweetheart),” Gabrielle sa
“Yes, Freddie, David will come to see me this weekend. And I know for sure he won’t be coming alone,” Norah replied to her stepbrother. “Since he came to live here, in Milan, he kinda... changed… And the Italian ladies adore him.” A little girl with incredible blue eyes and long dark hair was trying to get the cellphone from her hand.“Cat! Cat!” she exclaimed pointing at it.“No, sweetie, it’s Uncle Freddie,” Norah said, trying to keep her calm. “Cat is coming later with Marco, Arturo, Aunt Gabby, and Uncle Yari.”“‘So, I’ll be seeing you and Dad next week?’” she heard Freddie’s voice at the other end.“Absolutely! Leo will send you all the info for the jet. And tell Pamela, your sweet fiancée, that I cannot wait to meet her in person.”“Cat!” the little girl repeated.“Listen, Freddie, I’m sorry but I have to go. Your niece is still half dressed and my guests will be here in twenty minutes.”“‘Go, sweetie! I’ll talk to you later, okay? Please, take care. Remember you’re ca
“I don’t understand why you think I’m not being honest… What part of my story seemed a lie to you?” Leone asked with a chilling voice and his shoulders went back. Norah shook her head slightly.“I’m not questioning the story of your life. Not one bit.” She watched him closely and a thousand images of their common past come over her. Parts of past conversations, simple words and gestures that she saw but at that time, couldn’t quite grasp… During the days they spent together, he hid his true self behind this thick wall, showing her just small bits of the real Leone Gritti. This is why she couldn’t see his true thoughts, feelings, emotions. But things were so much clearer now when the dark clouds were gone. She usually was the queen of wishful thinking, but this wasn’t wishful thinking at all… was it?“I wanted you to know the real reason behind my decision. Norah, I don’t want you to get hurt even more because of who I am.”“Hmm… So, let me get this straig
Hey, Y'all!!!! Later today, I will publish the last chapter and the epilogue of "NORAH & HER UNTAMEABLE BOSS". I am a bit emotional about this story that wasn't that easy to write (the sex scenes were quite tricky). But now, I'm finally here, ready and willing to give our couple everything they've asked for during all these chapters and release them into the world. Thank you for everything you gave to this story, for being there for me, every step of this adventure. Thank you for your support and loyalty. You are the best! But, most of all, thank you for your patience and understanding, and for not putting too much pressure on me. Also, I would like to let you know that I am preparing something new for you (of course), so do not stay away too long from my Goodnovel page. Keep an eye on it. One more thing: I've decided to go back on ALL my old stories and start an extremely thorough editing process. It is not going to be a fast process (but a very painful and frustrating one
Leone punched in the override code to get him to the floor he wanted. All the way up, he looked at her, admiring her from every angle possible. She was breathtaking. Norah was the only woman he knew who could make a work suit look so incredibly sexy. Were those the clothes he bought for her in Milan? He really hoped so… Knowing that she didn’t throw away everything reminding her of him made Leone feel happy somehow… Norah was still allowing him a small place in her life.“Are you okay?” Leone asked her in a sweet tone.“The way up is long but I’m good…” she replied and flicked her hair behind her shoulder. That sea of pure dark silk played with his senses… all of them. Her perfume was so unique, so sensual. Leone remembered sensing it on his pillowcase for days. He even stopped his housekeeper from taking it away and washing it. Leone needed her fragrance to be able to breathe. To be able to live after that day.“Would you like me t
Three months since Leone. Three months since she saw him for the last time in that damn conference room, in Milan. Three months of dragging her feet around, doing the same things day after day, living the lamest life possible. Even the paparazzi cut her some slack, and most of them moved on to the next hot subject: some young popstar’s extremely messy divorce. So, at this point, Norah was doing okay. Or she thought she was until she gave into Freddie’s suggestion to go out with Hank, one of his buddies from college, now some big shot on Wall Street. At first, she said no. Norah thought three months was still too early to go out with another man. But when she took a good look at her life, and saw how boring it was, Norah asked Freddie to give her number to his friend. It was time to get back on the horse and start creating a new Norah, find new interests, and try new things. She also told herself this date would be a test, to
Hey, Y'all!!! The end of this amazing emotional rollercoaster is almost near... There are still a couple of chapters left before we find out what is going to happen between Norah and her untameable Leo. Is he going to come to the States and look for her? Is she going to move on with another man? Is there enough love left to save them both? So many questions... I'll provide the answers as soon as possible. Keep an eye on the story. Thank you again for all your support and for your motivation. It means the world to me and I really appreciate it. Emma.
While the airplane taking them to New York, was smoothly crossing the ocean, Norah kept looking at the white clouds. She now knew that Leone was really through with her. She had waited for him at the airport, but he didn’t come for her. She kept hoping until the plane took off and still no sign of him. Strangely, Freddie was standing next to her, allowing her to morn in silence, looking genuinely worried about her. From time to time, she would give him a quick glance, trying to understand the reason why a man who never give a damn about her, would come to Italy to help her. Freddie might have blown up her relationship with Leone, but he was really sorry. He was treating her like she was made of glass, barely touching her, moving her with his gentle voice. He told her that he shouldn’t have waited for her to ask for help, but that he knew how important her independence was to her. He had wanted to respect her choices, but he couldn’t watch her
“Finally!” The man who entered the room with her lawyer was wearing a tailored suit and was shaved. That voice… She knew that voice!“Hello!” he said again. “Oh, my God!” she exclaimed. “I almost didn’t recognize you without your… stubble… What are you doing here?” Norah was perplexed seeing Freddie in the same room, but she was also glad. Even if he was just her stepbrother. “Norah!” She almost stepped forward to hug him, but stopped, a grim sensation coming over her. This would’ve been his only reason to come to Italy so unexpectedly. “Is David okay?”“Dad is fine. He’s worried sick about you,” Freddie said, sending a hostile glance around the conference room. “Why haven’t you called him?”“I... didn’t know what to say. You told him I was okay, didn’t you?”“Are you? Really? What is this?” Freddie waved at the conference table where red folders had been set in front of a handful of chairs.“I told you not to sign a single thing
“Ciao, ragazzi! (Hi, guys)” Yari exclaimed as he opened the door to his home to them a few nights later. They were there on Gabrielle’s invitation. With Arturo being born and the Weldon affair, the four of them had very few interactions. So, Gabrielle insisted, and… here they were.“Good job on the lawyer, Norah,” Yari added dryly.“Erin Anthony is really nice, isn’t she?” Norah asked him. But she barely paid attention to the conversation, totally astonished by the house she just entered. While driving there, Leone had told her that the house had been in the family for generations.“Nice?” Yari repeated under his breath, then turned to Leone. “Did you have anything to do with her choice?”“No way… Why? Are we about to lose these?” Leone asked plucking at his shirt.“My stepbrother found her for me,” Norah hurried to say. “I’m sorry… I didn’t know who else to ask. Why? Is she awful?”“Well… Depends which side of the table you’re on,” Yari said smoothly. “I have to s