Grace’s POV
I got in the car with Damiano. The stereo was on and we settled in comfortable silence. The last time I was in his car, I was scared for my life but today only in the span of 24 hours, I am confident about my security with this man beside me.
“How was your day?” I tried to start a conversation. He was focused on the road. He turned to look at me and turned to the road again.
“It was filled with boring and long meetings, what about yours?” He asked me.
“Usual, for the event on Saturday I have to choose and inspect the art pieces for the exhibition…” I saw a waterfall on the way and my attention shifted towards it. “This city is beautiful,” I mumbled under my breath amazed by the nature present in such a populated place. I turned to see a smile on Damiano’s face. “Wait, wh
