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  Cover – Daniel Jones

  Review – Mary T. Kelly

  Copyright © 2017 Christine Miller

  "Gratitude is the only treasure of the humble.”

  William Shakespeare

  Synopsis

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  At 25, Nina Kovac, a determined and quick-tempered woman, decides to radicalize. It breaks with all that chokes and part for a fresh start.

  A new city, a new home and new friends ...

  Cheerful and colorful Vila Madalena is just perfect setting for a perfect new life ...

  What this woman of angelic features that hide a lioness genius, could not imagine it would have a quiet life turned upside down after a meeting tumultuous and beyond unusual.

  By a quirk of fate, the young man finds himself linked to impulsive and temperamental Theo Callas. An executive breathtaking, carved by the gods of Olympus and owner of a nervous tongue.

  Two hard heads who have the worst first impressions of the world on them.

  A hick, annoying!

  An arrogant cretin!

  How can she be so beautiful and so rude?

  The guy finds himself master of the world, just because it's the CEO. Screw it!

  A delightful romantic comedy, unusual and spicy on relationships, love, intrigue and second chances. Two worlds that blend and complement each other in an engaging and thrilling adventure.

  ** Contains scenes not recommended for children under 18 years.

  Notice

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  This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to names, people, facts or real life situations have been coincidental.

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  The book presents a play in a few words. carets on purpose were included, even contrary to the rules of accentuation, to mark the accent character.

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  Want to know a secret?

  My old life is gone. That's right!

  It's over...

  She was summarily fired when I decided to rebel and radically change everything. All except me of course, because I like ...

  Much.

  Not that it is the egocentric type or find me perfect, nothing like that ... I just do not shock me for anything, and under the circumstances, I learned to turn me alone ... And I think the best is always yet to come, but not I believe in fairy tales ... Oh, not really. Tell me where the princes will and will run in the opposite direction.

  So obviously, the other was fired. That US that he began appearing uninvited reflected in my mirror. A suffocated and dull intruder, everyone wanted me, but I refused to be. Sorry, it was her or me ... live or suffer ... so I sent it to the cucuias along with all the rest ... City, crazy relatives and an unhealthy relationship.

  I feel for the city, love Curitiba, but there is no battle without losses. I have no regrets and was liberating, though nearby say they went mad ...

  But, calmly this time.

  I did not turn an impulsive crazy, thankless and abandonadora homes as they claim. Instead, I am very clear. Just remembered that to be happy, I have to like me, care for me and especially, like who also like me.

  That simple.

  It is they who did not see the signs or did not want to see. What was a shame! Why the change in attitude was so obvious. The result of a decision thought, rethought and thought again. First, I rescued my inner strength, self esteem and determination. I studied, I graduated, got a job and joined a money. Then ... I took one skipped about the good to demand my freedom and paid dearly for it.

  And now, just took a little push of destiny ... The company in which he worked was sold to another here in São Paulo, Callas Corporation or C & C ... Only I took advantage and moved with her bag and baggage. I followed the only things that give me hope and security: my dreams and my job.

  Worked hard for it, I need it and love what I do.

  I never would fire him.

  Well ... That's me in my new life. Nina Kovac twenty-five years almost bankrupt, single and happy as ever been. Living and working in São Paulo, two months ago, in an old, green and charming neighborhood ... Vila Madalena[1]. A nice place full of people, shops, cafes, bookstores, restaurants and bars. Quiet day and bohemian in restless nights.

  Pure luck I would say. I got right away, a charming little apartment on a family Italian restaurant, Vincenzo. Small: bedroom, living room, kitchen and bathroom. I fell in love the old tub, the balcony-slab[2]and I loved the privacy. The entrance is independent, the back of the restaurant by the way, has a backyard garden unused. Just perfect for a person who works as a landscaper and lives among designs, flowers and plants. I spent my first weekend in the city fixing her place. It was beautiful ... Another guy, another life!

  God, how I love it all!

  My new house is four blocks from my job. What admit, is very handy ... Since, the nearly bankrupt includes not have wheels. That's right folks, no car for me. My feet are my transportation. I have avoided taking the crowded busão, as they call the busload here. The experience was terrible, my ass looked airstrip for silly hands.

  I must remember to never stay facing the bus aisle and smile at strangers ...

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  Very early Saturday and I'm standing, ready to stop. No meetings with customers, is the day to put his hand on the ground. Excited, because my basic uniform: overalls old and baggy jeans, a white shirt because it's hot, shabby shoes and Panama hat that was my father. Carry the protective dose, there is no possibility of getting this under summer sun without protection. Simply torraria and my freckles company would win.

  Go down the side stairs of the apartment. At this hour of the morning, Vincenzo is still closed, but I can hear the beats pans from the kitchen, which indicates that the preparation of lunch is in full swing. Step quickly through the garden and out through the side of the building. Living alone and with a tight budget, the best option is to have breakfast on the street. Cross the silent mall and go into the Café Bar Star.

  A charming and cozy place that belongs to Vincenzo daughters, Star and Jasmine. They are cool, animated, crazy and have helped me a lot in this period of adjustment. I daresay that have turned friends. I like that, I had many friends in Curitiba. Not by choice, love people, laugh and talk, but with Bernardo that was simply impossible, even after the separation. He was to see me chatting with someone and start a scene. My only refuge was the university, that is, until my ex start giving some uncertain there too.

  If you want advice girls ...

  Nothing want to get involved with someone so brand new. Namorem, have fun and enjoy life. well know the guy before you play head. God go free in making a commitment to the first promise prince to appear. Distrust of perfection, can only be an undercover sapo. Elude me completely by Bernardo. In fact, it was very naive and at eighteen, had hardly given a kiss on the mouth.

  Then, one reappears Bernardo Sources in front of me. Blond, tall, beautiful and muscular. Brother of a childhood friend, former girl crush. Ten years older than me, all gallant and speech surrounding ... Newly arrived from New York and apparently crazy about me. Was made desgraceira ... Cai made duckling and long, believed to be really in love. I think until the loved ...

  Or not.

  I do not know ... I do not know how to define that feeling.

  Our first year together was a dream and it was my first almost everything. My first love, my first boyfriend, lover and my worst tormentor. The one and only man I let myself be treated like nothing.

  Ding dong ...

  The sensor on the door warns that I'm entering the coffee.r />
  - Good Morning! - Smile and conform to all without setting me someone. I go straight to the counter and I see a dark head submerge like a submarine.

  - Is that you! Oh, thank God!

  A very exciting Jasmine looks for customers and motioning for me to come behind the counter. I will guided by the delicious aroma of fresh coffee, which springs from one of espresso machines. Strange her presence, as this is the turn of his older sister, Star. The Vincenzo youngest always takes at night when the place has now turned into bar.

  - What desperate guy is this? quede[3] the Star, Guria[4]?

  Jasmine rolls his eyes, reaches a stack cups and supports the hip on the counter.

  - Moonlight The teeth are being born, the poor spent all morning crying. Hence the Star asked me to open. - Puts the newly drawn cafes in the tray going to deliver on a table near the window. Back grimacing and understand your drama. The poor thing is with a bad guy probably barely had time to sleep a wink. She has dark circles and his long curly hair is in a messy bun, arrested for a pen.

  OOOOK!

  It costs me nothing to reciprocate the hospitality.

  - Listen Jasmine, I have to find maintenance personnel only in an hour. If you want, I can give you a helping hand. Where arrumo a cute apron like this?

  My friend smiled beautifully as if I were their savior, then opens a drawer, pulls out a clean apron and hands me. - Do not even know how to thank you, Polish[5]. My beach are the evening snacks, I have no idea how to make this such a crepe, which is on Saturday menu.

  Loose a laugh, not long ago called me Polish. Do what? I am a descendant of Germans with Polish, a blonde and even white girl thing. I wear apron and tuck my hair in a side braid into the hat. - You're in luck, my grandmother taught me to cook a little of everything. Come and drama Stop, Guria! Show where you store things in the kitchen.

  Half an hour later, the mass for fifty crepes are ready. I take and also make a batch of vanilla cupcakes. Therefore, a mass baking sweet aroma pervades the place. I leave the kitchen and go to the counter to be useful for anything else.

  Jeez, dammit!

  Everyone decided to have breakfast here?

  I hasten and start to share care of the tables with Jasmine. Anoto applications with a grin plastered on his face. I'm loving the excitement and love even more, they are praising my crepes and cupcakes. Thanks! Almost defy disaster to bump into a small table. I apologize and focus on not drop anything.

  Oh Jesus!

  Bumbling and fumbling could be my middle names.

  Eye on the clock and it's almost time for me to go. If you were not so worried about the bad condition of the gardens of Callas, could even help her more ... Lucky that things seem to have calmed down, Jasmine has a knack for dealing with customers and arrange the order of chaos.

  Back behind the counter, Jasmine hands me a cup of coffee and a warm mixed. - I bet he spent another night without dinner. - Looks ugly and only agree. - How long will you be living in this pindaíba[6]? At least eat, you have to do it right.

  I take a bite of the sandwich and close my eyes in ecstasy. Neither I knew I was hungry. - Just this month, I swear. I have nothing more to the divorce lawyers, but until the next paycheck arrives, the thing is tight. Do not want to move the few economies that are left to me, but do not overdo it, I have not been hungry. - I lie. - Yesterday was an exception, I had a last minute meeting. I think finally the unpalatable my boss will give me a big project. I was studying the floor plans[7]and I ended up super late. I rolled over without dinner and bath.

  - I noticed. - Reprimands while I finish devouring the snack. - Daniel was calling you a couple times and nothing. You need fun, Polish. There can be only the work home. This is not life.

  Feel-ashamed, I have given hole after hole. Want to have fun, love to make new friends and I confess that I heard the beating of her boyfriend on my door, but was so exhausted, I turned to the side and blacked out. - I know that. I swear that today I come here later. - Together and kiss his fingers promise signal.

  The subject is interrupted by a motorcycle roar and a discussion that starts out there calling our attention.

  Both raised the head, at the same time, to spy.

  Curiosity sucks! Damn!

  It seems that the couple, giving a small concert in front of the cafe, is not in his best days. A brunette, beautiful outrageously, gesturing and talking without stopping, while a man remains supported on the bike, even helmet.

  The boy did not say a word and it intrigues me. There is something in it that holds my attention right away and make me watch it again.

  The man is well built and great, but not the type pumped. Only type 0% fat and the right amount. As one of these athletes healed. A tasty. Thick thighs, tight in a worn jeans, rock impatient and awaken more my interest. I'm on alert ... The woman's screams increase ... and flashes of fighting scenes, I protagonizei in my old life pass before my eyes making my skin tingle neck. But in my memories, who I cried was the man.

  At this point, the whole coffee watching the spectacle of brunette. She cries, pouts and hit the high heels on the sidewalk. His pants is so fair that not know how you breathe. A "Ohhh" collective arises when a man threatens to match the bike and the brunette clings to it, preventing skirt.

  I feel bad for her ...

  What cardboard!

  The girl holds the man's arms as if his life depended on it. Another "Ohhhh" invades coffee, exclusive women's wing when the guy makes a gesture, the quarrelsome departs and there goes the helmet and jacket.

  The gods of Olympus and its surroundings!

  Sigh.

  The sky was celebrating when they designed this one.

  Until I feel at party!

  Ohhh.

  Sigh again. He's so ... Cute.

  Congratulations on your face, sir!

  Repair the biceps, that no large woman or by decree, and have a mini frenzy.

  By the way, congratulations on the whole body, buddy!

  I understand it completely, also I want to grab these brations. His face is made of right angles, highlighted apples, square jaw, a symmetrical nose, all framed in a sloppy beard. Those that makes you want to play.

  man show!

  My will is to go to him, holding in his marvelous face and say thank you for existing, and awaken thoughts asleep on me. It would probably be beaten by dark or arrested by the police. But what my fault, it is written, made for your pleasure, on his forehead?

  I'm hypnotized, just look ...

  All.

  Damn it!

  He is appealing. Very ... Even ... From blind my eyes. Different, I would say. Owner of a thought-provoking morenice that would hit the South ... It's so hot. I cheer more and more repair ... I like your dark hair, short and tousled, and the way it falls a little to the left. I can not see eye color, but I bet you'll like. But what delights me more, is that at any time he raises his voice.

  An English Lord!

  He argues so low with the hysterical woman, who can not hear it. What it is a shame and makes me almost sad. Silence reigns, every attentive world, not a measly barulhimo crockery beating or conversation ... The entire audience focused, just waiting for an outcome to the drama continues. He is upset and her pouty lips pursed in a thin line.

  Hummm ...

  How will it feel to have this stuck in my mouth?

  I shake my head to clear the thought out of time ... I have a bit of his pen, the woman continues to cry, scream and pout. All at the same time and not necessarily in that order.

  Another "Ooooo" female breaks out when he hugs her.

  I can hear a ... - Less Andreza and less.

  My by creeps and chills did not like that since ...

  Hmm?

  Good... Never.

  Hence, his voice sounds like I imagined it would be. I did not expect anything less than this hoarse and velvety tone coming from a being like him.

  Now, I already feel even a little jealous ...

  That luc
ky woman!

  I wanted to be tight these brations and sandwiched on his broad chest. I know ... I know ... I covet another's man's ugly. Sin, I would say to my mother. But in my defense, I claim that man was made to be coveted. It's up to judiação me! It is the body that never ends. They must have almost two meters of pure virility, there.

  And ... It is with some nostalgia early, I and all the gaping women in the room, we noticed the couple climb on the bike and get out of our sight around the corner.

  - Oh, oh ... I swear I love Dani, but if one of these call me for a quickie there in the corner, would not think twice. - Jasmine sighs with eyes glazed over in the corner.

  I laugh when she wags up, theatrically, with the tray. - And who would refuse? - Earring agreeing with her. - Man is a ten to anyone find fault. Beautiful, still a gentleman! Our mother! He saw that he did not raise his voice or for a minute? - Imitate his gesture and I also fan with apron.

  - Î'H be seen! Ten is little! Note thousand for it! - Hisses and some customers look curiously. Jasmine apologizes, sinks behind the counter and sits on the floor laughing. - Um ... Now I do not understand you, Polish. I thought I was not looking for fun.

  Shot apron preparing to leave, but before I sit beside him on the floor. - I'm not looking. - Poke his shoulder with mine. - God forbid of trouble, but I'm not dead and not mad. - Earring. - I also have my needs, gosh.

  - Has? - Looks surprised. - He swore that after separation you never ...

  - Had sex?

  She shakes her head nodded.

  Bottleneck ...

  Why is it that the world thinks along with divorce, also signed vows of chastity?

  - Of course I already ... - make a gesture of disregard. - It was my marriage that ended, not my life. I ventured a few dates ... I did not die just because I separated, Jasmine. I like sex and I do not see any fun in vibrators. But in the end, only I found much promise and no excitement. However, I am not about to enter into a cycle of empty and meaningless fucks with guys who are not worth it. My priority is to clean up the mess that my life turned around. Only a ten is a ten do not have to ignore. Still another exemplary as one. I've never seen an equal.