Angela's POV
I have been staying in Rome for three years now. I am happy. I went to culinary school and am a chef now. I know I am not getting any younger, but for once, I do not care as I am happy and do not need a husband to keep me happy. The club has opened a kitchen now so people can eat at the restaurant next to the club. I am the main chef, and when I have time, I help out at the bar. One night as I am busy preparing food in the kitchen, my boss walks in.
"Here is a very important gentleman here. He wants real Italian food. Can you cook him something special?" Roberto, my boss, asks me.
"I can do that. But, you know I love to cook Italian food the most, and I will even make cannolis for dessert," I say.
"Thank you. You are a star! You see, the guy is Luca Romano, and he is a
