There were several sides to Donnatielo Larcetosa, the one that Nadia was looking at, experiencing, was her favorite, he wasn't putting on a show of dominance or coming off as the deity she saw him as, he was giving her raw emotions, from his heart. In the light coming through the glass roof, she basked in his features once more, they were softer, more sincere, reaching out, she stroked his cheekbone with her index finger and smiled;
"You've made your mother proud, even though you didn't manage to leave the famiglia you still managed to become a man opposite of your father, I haven't met him but I know you're different because you treat me well, you always have"
And it was the truth, setting aside the occasional unannounced trips and explosive arguments, Donnatielo had finally found favor
