“You want what?” she croaked, but Raffaele had been pondering over this for a few hours now, and he knew it was the right move.
“I want you to meet my parents, farfallina. I want them to see what I see when I look at you, not have some preconceived notion about hybrids and how you shouldn’t be with me.” His gaze softened when he looked at her and saw how scared she was.
“It will be alright, I would be with you at all times.” He took her trembling hand in his and pulled it to his lips, kissing her palm in an effort to calm her down. “And you are amazing, I know they would love you if they just had the opportunity to meet you.” He could feel her shivering as he proceeded to pepper her palm, the inside of her wrist and the tips of her fingers with soft little kisses, her gasps made him smi
