Chapter 100

Althaia

My heart thumped nervously in my chest, yet as I stole a glance at Damiano, a soft look and a smile graced my lips at how he introduced me.

The love of his life.

At that moment, the world around us seemed to fade away. The way he looked at me made everything else inconsequential.

I could see the resemblance between Damiano and his mother; her golden-brown eyes and dark, shoulder-length hair reflected the beauty that ran in their family. She wore a light copper-colored halter-neck dress, enhancing her tan skin and radiating an incredible beauty.

His Nonna, an elegant presence, stood tall with dark brown eyes and black hair pulled into a bun. She donned a long-sleeved dark green satin dress, an attire befitting royalty.

Not intimidating at all.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I greeted them with a warm smile, squeezing Damiano’s hand to conceal my nervousness.

“My goodness, aren’t you a beauty!” His mother beamed