Valentina Nappi Hungry -

The hunger began as a whisper during the final interview. A young journalist, nervous and earnest, had asked, “What’s the one thing you still want, Miss Nappi? The one thing fame and fortune haven't given you?”

When it was done, she ladled the rough soup into a chipped ceramic bowl she’d had since university. She didn’t sit at the marble island. She sat on the floor of the kitchen, her back against the warm oven, the steam rising into her face. valentina nappi hungry

But tonight, Valentina Nappi was hungry. The hunger began as a whisper during the final interview

Now, alone in her penthouse, it was a roaring thing. nervous and earnest