The Woman Of THREE CROWN PRINCES
Non Posso Vivere Senza Di Te (I can't live without you) 1. Monica Minetti
"He's so skinny." A girl in my class brandishing her little finger insulted me like a lidi, blatantly to me. That cheerleaders girl had a perfect body and a beautiful face of course. I'm just a nerd who bothers them.
My only advantage is one, my brain is diluted. Even the handsome Guilio Berutti was in sitting behind me to get my help at the secondaria scuola in secondo grado (aka High School). I know he was just using me, but again I don't care. In return she used me to cheat and teach her, she became my friend. And those pretty girls are so jealous of me.
It was entertainment for me.
Because I also know I can't be the girl of course. I am a few hundred miles away from the word beautiful. Very far...
"Hey skinny, ... I hate you."
"You can't be criminals." Surprisingly, Guilio always stood up for me in front of the girls. I must be his valuable asset here. Of course, I maintained his ranking at least in the middle of the board. "They're just a bunch of venomous snakes don't mind them, Monica..." He pulled my hand away from the group of beautiful girls.
"Don't hold my hand, they'll be more upset with me." And I know he used me sometimes a little upset, too. "You've been a fool and it's been a pain in my life." I used to say it as I liked, strangely he was never angry, even though he was a brawler and often offended. But he doesn't have a problem with my candor.
We became friends then, Guilio Berutti who was said to be a playboy since he was 12 years old, he boasted to me, from 12 years he already had two girlfriends. Whether it's the truth or the bullshit, I don't know and I don't care.
And until a dozen years later, at the age of 33 I remained friends with him. Truly a friend, since I know the types of girls, I am definitely not one of them. And I didn't provide myself clinging to a playboy.
Alright 33, what to say. I'm Monica Minetti, the second-generation owner of a vineyard and olive in Sicily, Gambino Vidi, that's where I was, years ago, when I was 28 years old, the estate was almost bankrupt, I intend to sell it.
I stopped him, the estate hasn't been so well managed since Dad died four years earlier, Mom wasn't so good at management, she was great at cooking for guests, but her management was zero big. I left my financial career in Milan, returned to Sicily to save my father's legacy. But it was too bad at the time, all my savings were lost, and my assets were not enough to save our farm.
That's when Guilio helped me. He helps me without asking anything, he sends his money with the help of his accountant to put in his capital like it's just a little money for him. With very loose requirements. Makes me work to rebuild this farm.
"Give it back when you have Monica's money, you can buy your shares back gradually. Give me 20% each year as a profit share. The rest you set yourself, I don't set the payment terms, just think I'm an investor. I believe you." He came just to tell me that and left 30 minutes after eating pasta and praising Mother's all-out cooking.
And today he comes here, he usually stays at cottages. We do not have a winery (wine processing plant), we use this garden as an organic vineyard for consumption, only partially grow grapes processed for wine and tourist attractions, he said, guests come to rest and enjoy the view of this vineyard and olive grove. All proceeds we sell to other wineries that still exist in this area. Except for the olive groves that we processed our own oil.
wine farm in Sicily
olive(olive) farm in Sicily
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"Guilio?" He came in and sat in front of me. In front of me is a pile of bonds given my assiten and I have to take care of. I just looked at him for a second.
"I'm staying here Monic." That's a notice he's staying over this weekend.
"Hm... How many bodyguards are you?" He raised two hands. I picked up the phone and ordered his usual room to be prepared. And back to my bonds. "What's wrong with you..." As long as he's here, his mind must be tangled.
"Drew from what?"
"My boyfriend asked to marry me." I immediately laughed.
"I think you hold too much to Casanova's principles, I love women, but what I love most is my freedom." I quote the principle of the most famous playboy from Italy.
"Now he must have denied I was in Sicily, and prepared to go to my mother's house. My mother and she were like best friends. He and I have only been dating for six months. I'm sorry to tell you where my house is in Sicily. He's lobbying my mom..." I still laugh at him.
Guilio Berutti, his family owns the largest winery and olive distillery in Sicily and Tuscany, my little farm is nothing compared to him. Guilio who now inherited Berutti's main business as the first child, he controlled many hotel chains, pubs and restaurants in Rome, Milan, Naples, Pelermo some other major cities. The Berutti family were giants from Sicily to Tuscany.
"I also don't understand why I'm afraid of getting married, I don't think there's ever been anything right with that word. Like handcuffing my hands to jail..."I grimaced, because he's been a playboy since he was 12. Undoubtedly, throughout his life he felt absolute freedom from the adoration of girls. Change from one heart to another.
"I'm a lot of work, we'll just talk. If you're hungry to eat meet Mom, she'll have something." I left him with his own problems. The problem is unimportant.
"Monic, are you taking care of the harvest?"
"Yes, ..."
"May I help. I'm in need of a mind-shift right now. The dinner was eight o'clock, wasn't it." I used to have dinner with my guests.
Dinner in Italy was a big meal, at a long table where guests chatted, laughed and told each other enthusiastically, Dad often joined us to entertain our guests who came to stay. And I did the same hospitality with him.
"With that shirt and those shiny shoes?" He saw his appearance.
"Hmm. I brought jeans and a t-shirt in the car. I'll borrow your boot later."
"All right, I'll be north later." As usual, I don't think he's interesting. My job at the dinner table will be a little light, because he is the best spot center, the story can distract anyone at the dinner table, he said, especially the girls who were always fascinated by her slightly long hair.
His question.
All the girls are knee-jerk to his charm, why I was never interested in him from the beginning. Do I have any abnormalities?
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