This is the third time BELLA SIGNORINA has been released, and I'm hoping
the last time as it finds a home at Eirelander Publishing in both eBook and
Audio. This is the first time, though, that my original manuscript is what you
will read. Edited, polished, and breathlessly romantic! Set in the Eternal City
of Rome, Italy - the night just got a little bit steamier when two people
finally give in to their attraction for each other and take a leap that might
change their lives forever.... A best-seller for six months when it was
released a few years ago, this version is a little sexier, a little hotter, and
whole lot more sensual -- take a look and fall in love....
BELLA SIGNORINA
In its original format for the first time!
Genre: Sweetly sensual contemporary romance
Publisher: Eirelander Publishing
Available HERE: http://www.amazon.com/Bella-Signorina-ebook/dp/B00DP23Q6A/
Coming Soon in AUDIO
Blurb:
Set in Rome,
Bella Signorina is a sweet, romantic story of two people who meet in a
trendy caffè, and through the magic of dance and music discover they have many
things in common. Bianca comes to Caffè Rosati every week, and for many weeks
she's been watching a special man, a handsome, charming stranger who dances,
flirts, and leaves alone each week. Bianca is a woman who enjoys her freedom,
and has been hurt before, so she's not anxious to fall in love again. Something
about the enigmatic Stefano has captivated her heart, though, and she is drawn
to him in spite of herself. When she finally gathers her courage to approach
him, and ask him to dance, little does she know that her entire world is about
to change.
Stefano Esposito is a man who's past relationships have not left him
much in the way of ideals about women. Many have claimed to love him, none have
understood him. Stefano is a rare breed in today's world of fast-paced life and
love. He is a gentleman, a man who many consider a little out of step with the
times. For Stefano, falling in love is the completion of a soul, not the
consummation of a sexual itch. He wants the woman in his life to respect,
understand, and adore him, as he will her. When he meets Bianca, he wonders if
he's finally found the one he's waited a lifetime for? She understands his
internal conflicts, his desires, and his dreams, after only hours together.
When their attraction to each other flares too quickly and too intently,
Stefano pulls back. Confused and uncertain, Bianca flees his beautiful home and
business, and goes back to her busy life. But, once the dance has begun, is
there a way to go back to what you knew before, or is it just a matter of time
before the music lures you back to your dreams and, perhaps, makes them
reality?
Excerpt:
The staircase hidden at the back of the gallery spiraled
upward and her breath caught when she stepped off the wrought iron case and
into the living room of Stefano’s apartment. Like the handsome gallery owner,
the moderately sized space was stylish with meticulous attention to every
detail. She walked into the room, her gaze taking in the beauty of her
surroundings.
One wall was dominated by a stone fireplace that felt like
the centerpiece for a perfect, comfortable room, a place well used and
tranquil. Dark wood, polished and shining like a dance floor was the second
thing that registered on her awareness. The furniture was antique for the most
part, lovingly restored to perfection. She went to a large desk and ran her
fingers along the edge.
“It’s beautiful,” she said out loud, turning to look at him.
“Did you restore the pieces yourself?”
“Some of them,” he admitted, clearly pleased with her
recognition of the age and value of the décor. “Others were restored by my
father. It was his passion, apart from my mother, of course,” he added with a
wink. “Feel free to look around. I’ll make coffee.”
She wandered in silence, letting her hands touch the
furniture in light caresses, drawing in the atmosphere as much as appreciating
his fine taste. Dark, well-worn leather was the choice for sofa and chairs.
Book shelves told her that he was an avid reader of many kinds of fiction and
non-fiction, the topics as varied and wide-ranging as romantic poetry to
computer studies. He was complex and diverse, and utterly fascinating on all levels.
While the aroma of rich coffee brewing began to seep into
the air, Bianca went back to the desk and picked up a photograph framed in
ornate silver. Two lovely women smiled from it, one older and with the same
refined features that made Stefano so striking. Something in her dark eyes told
Bianca she would be a strong advocate for those she loved, and a formidable
enemy to anyone who threatened them. The girl next to her was fair, her smile
shy.
“My mother, and my sister.”
“They’re very beautiful,” Bianca said, returning the photo
to the desk.
“Grazie.” He smiled and put a silver tray on the coffee
table, indicating that she should join him. When she was seated in one of the
comfortable armchairs, he sat on the sofa and went through the amenity of serving
coffee.
“Have you any family, Bianca?”
“My grandfather,” she replied, then paused before adding
with a sigh, “I have a brother as well, but seldom see him.” She accepted the
delicate cup he handed to her and sipped at the steaming brew. “This is delicious,”
she said a moment later.
She peered intently at him for a short time, and he accepted
the scrutiny without comment. “You look so familiar,” she finally told him.
“Why?”
For the first time, he appeared vaguely uneasy. He shifted
in his chair, then shrugged.
“I’ve done some modeling work, and some acting. Perhaps that
would account for it.”
Bianca stared at him for a few moments, then laughed in
spite of herself. “Why are you so uncomfortable admitting that?”
“It’s caused some problems,” he evaded, tone quiet.
Her head tilted to one side and she considered his answer in
contemplative silence.
“You’ve had girlfriends who wanted to date the image, not
the man.”
He was startled again by the quick insight, her ability to
see to the core of his uncharacteristic insecurity.
“Are you surprised?” She smiled. “Men have been dating women
for years based on the image they project. You seldom think about the impact
that has on any person’s self-esteem until you experience it firsthand in your
own life.”
Stefano bowed his head in acquiescence to the truth. “How is
it that you understand on such a deep level?”
“I think too much about other people’s motivations,” she
replied. “It makes me see things from all sides, but usually the people I’m
looking at don’t appreciate that kind of analysis.”
He laughed. “I find it wonderfully honest.” He paused for a
moment, then asked, ”So, what do you do?” He grinned, flashing her a smile that
made her heartbeat quicken before he finished, “besides dance like you were born
in poetic motion.”
She leaned forward and put her coffee cup back on the
serving tray, then kicked off her shoes and tucked her feet under her. The
creak of the smooth leather of the chair was the only sound between them as he
waited for her to reply. She shrugged after a barely discernible hesitation.
“Nothing exciting,” she confessed. “I work for a travel
agency.”
“You meet people all day,” he interjected. “How is it that
someone so beautiful and smart is still alone?”
“Haven’t we already had this discussion?”
“We have,” he agreed. “But neither of us really answered the
other’s enquiry.”
“We want more than basic things, you and I.” She smiled. “It
makes the people around us uncomfortable to know that they’re not able to be
what we need. Is that a better answer?”
“A more insightful one.” He laughed.
“Insightful is often more truthful. You’re still waiting for
a woman who can be all things to you, and know your heart like she knows her
own.” She met his gaze without a flicker of uncertainty in her expression when
she added, “A woman who respects your work, your spirit, your masculinity, and
your arrogance, and loves you in spite of them, as well as because of them.”
“A man who sees your wisdom, your strength, and your
capacity to love. A man who trusts you to keep his heart safe, and to love him
even in his weakness.”
Her eyebrows rose and she sat back, eyes never leaving his
handsome face. He was mesmerizing, and it was as effortless as breathing to
him.
“Perhaps we want too much?”
He laughed. “Perhaps others want too little?”
* * * * *
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Blessings always,
Denyse
Denysé Bridger
"Live the Romance,
Become the Fantasy..."
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