All Chapters of Love Story Of An Entrepreneur (Complete): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

She handed him the tube. He pressed the fragrant cream onto his palm and then gently massaged it onto her back. He felt how she began to enjoy his gentle circular movements.“You're doing really well, thank you! Shall I put some lotion on you now? ”She said then."If you like, sure. We have to be very careful anyway. Due to the constant wind from the sea, you don't even notice the power of the sun. In the evening at the latest we would be grilled and then we could record our stroll in the village. " "You want to go shopping with me in the evening?" She seemed quite astonished.“With you, of course. I'd also like to invite you to dinner, after that we could maybe go to a disco or something, do you actually like to dance? ""Oh yes, dancing is one of my passions!" She said full of euphoria."Well then, we already have an evening program for today!""And what do we do during the day?" 

On the other hand, you, the one who thinks very rationally, holds everything together. Concerned with security, stable and future-oriented. Even the dear heirs would probably benefit from it. So, from an economic point of view, it's the ideal connection. With a woman like that by your side, nothing can go wrong in that respect! " Monika looked at him seriously, seemed to rethink his words, then a smile crossed her face,“Actually, I don't see anything special in it! Wouldn't the world be dead boring if everyone always had the same opinion, wouldn't it? "“You're right, let's leave it, it's just warm air at the moment anyway. Most likely, but everything would look very different if everything we were talking about were reality. " “Still, it was interesting to me. By the way, if you don't feel like going outside with your burns, I can totally understand. We'll just stay here and I'll have a good dinner. "

Yes, absolutely sure, you are right. But it's just a shame that we now lack the opportunity and have so abruptly lost it. I just miss it, even very much! " "Oh! Don't worry, at the moment we both have completely different worries. You want to go through your exams so that you can get ahead in your job. And I want to build an existence for myself. We just have to be sensible, even if the emotional life is neglected. ""But now you are the realist!" “Maybe, but only by necessity, believe me. I would like nothing more than to still be with you in our little paradise. Where we could always, undisturbed, do whatever we wanted to. Completely free, without constraints, without any time pressure ... «She nodded in agreement, snuggled gently against him, looked deep into his eyes with a dreamy look,"Do you remember? How you brought me breakfast in the second week, wearing only white gloves and a little red bowler ha

The predominant colors were of course the Italian national colors. In addition to the marketing task, as a hobby, Robert also worked as an interior designer, which Harry actually liked to see, because Robert had a very good taste and brought many good ideas, which gave the restaurant a real rustic Italian touch and that with relatively few but very effective means. It was important to find a good balance between functionality and design, not overdone but very comfortable. The guests should find everything that they were used to on their Italian vacation and always fondly remember. So he just let Robert take action, only making sure that there was no financial dilemma. Robert got his budget, so he had to get by, as they agreed. Then when the budget was exhausted, there was nothing left. Thanks to the help of the tobacco shop owner, Harry was able to quickly hire someone for the kitchen. Her name was Gisela, she was forty-five and cooked very well. She also had a

On the following Monday, at eight thirty, Harry stood in the departure hall of the Schwechat airport. He was watching the entrance a little nervously, but nevertheless attentively. Whenever a batch of people came in, he looked for her. The hands of the big clock moved relentlessly, his gaze became more and more desperate, it was almost before departure. The flight to Milan had already been called twice. Harry's nervousness grew steadily. What if she doesn't appear now? He asked himself, will you fly alone then? Do you take that darned rental car in Milan and drive around solo? He was totally undecided. Damn it, he cursed inwardly. Slowly but surely his furs were already swimming away. He had pictured it so beautifully and was really happy to laze around for a week and recharge his batteries. The third call has already been made, but it is high time, he thought. In his mind he saw himself sitting on the bus to Vienna again or maybe in the cab