
It is nearing the end of the harvest season, the air is cooling down, the wine has been picked, the leaves have started yellowing, we are going to start celebrating the end of the harvest season, our kitchen is starting to make Ciambella biscuits, we are going to start to celebrate, a traditional Sicilian hard biscuit served with fortified wine (wine added alcohol) such as Moscato or Malvasia. Nouveau Wine will go on sale.
And the farm will start making ricotta cheese this month. Goat cheese is used as the main ingredient in cannoli and cassata (Sicily Cheese cake)
...Ciambelle Cookies: Traditional biscuits with wine flavors....
...(.(.Nouveau Wine grapes are harvested early in the same year and bottled directly, it tastes sweet like grape juice and is consumed now should not be stored for long)...
...🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁...
Everyone is having fun at Linguaglossa over the season. We, too, are no exception. I'm also still waiting for news from Bova, as soon as he can close the transaction, the sooner we determine the value of the investment.
"Miss, Mr Raoul is here?" An administrative officer, met me who was in my office in an afternoon . "But he's still in front reception..."
"What else is he doing here." I never got back on the phone and the message is now he's happy to come here. I took a long breath.
"Say I went to see a business associate."
"None right." My guard is gone. But soon he came back. I saw him carefully saying, Everyone here knows why me and Raoul are separated. Not infrequently I go through bad times and affect my temper to face them first.
"Miss, she's booked a room here via our online system tonight. He said he'd wait." I had a headache hearing it. Should he bother me again.
"alright. It's okay..."
I let myself join the guests for dinner later. Because Mom's a little tired tonight, so I have to say hello to them for a minute.
But this group was too much fun, so I decided to join them for longer. I avoided Raoul, but eventually I had to face him. This time I only faced it by returning to my residence sooner.
"more... Monica." I kept walking to the restaurant side. "Wait for me..." He pulled my hand and I pulled it back.
"Why do you always avoid, baby, ..."
"Deliver,.." I intend to pull my hand off. But she caught my waist and made me come closer to her.
"Don't you miss me, I'm trying so hard for you." Trying so hard to trick me you mean. I've experienced it.
"I will never miss your lies again Raoul. Let go of me..." His calm is no match for me. I tried to push and open the lock but I always fought his face while happy.
"What if I let you go in my room baby, it would be so. Don't you remember our happy nights." This bastardo is making me sick.
"Take off me Raoul ! Or I'll scream..." I hit him now. Desperate I can't escape.
"You're still as hard as you used to be..." And he touched my hip sticking me to him like he had me.
"Deliver!" I screamed and pushed feeling harassed.
"Take him off or I'll beat you up here.." That cold and deep voice. Fabrico Bova's. His eyes looked at Raoul with the intention of hurting. Raoul automatically let me go.