Prologue

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Okay so here's something new. I'm want to see how many people read and how interesting it is. So check it out and refer it to others.

Toodles,

Yannabella

"Papa why do I have to marry him?" I whine.

"I said so. He's very intelligent and good looking. You need a man Valentina"

"No I don't and I don't need him at all"

"Valentina you will marry him. Now bring me bicchorer di uino bianco(glass of white wine)" papà says as he busy himself reading the newspaper.

I pour papà a glass of white wine. He's always drinking wine when he needs to get his mind off of something.

"Here you go papà"

"Grazie la figila(thank you daughter)."

I nod.

He sips the wine then place it on the table beside him. I don't understand why I can't make my own decision. I'm 22 years old and running the finest jewelry business in Tuscany.

"Valentina you know you are very strong willed like my sister, Mona"

"Si(yes)"

"Just marry him.He is a nice boy my darling"

"Certo(of course)" I mumble to myself.

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