Chapter Eight - Echoes of Affection

As autumn deepened into winter, the De Laurentis family began preparations for their annual Christmas gala. This, Amelia learned, was the social event of the season – a lavish affair that would put her skills to the ultimate test. "The gala menu must be perfect," Alessandro told her one evening, as they stood alone in the kitchen long after the rest of the staff had gone home. "It's not just about the food, Amelia. It's about creating an experience, a memory that will last long after the last plate has been cleared." Amelia nodded, trying to ignore the way her heart raced at his use of her first name. "I understand," she said. "I've already started working on some ideas. I was thinking we could incorporate some traditional Italian Christmas dishes, but with a modern twist." Alessandro's eyes lit up with interest. "Go on," he encouraged. As Amelia outlined her ideas, Alessandro moved closer, leaning in to examine the notes she had scribbled in her ever-present notebook. The scent of