Feeling Myself

Althaia

I walked out of the bathroom after a quick rinse. Damiano was still downstairs on the phone with Lorenzo.

The black jewelry box on my desk caught my eye, and I opened the box carefully. Once again, I found myself entranced by the breathtaking and opulent necklace.

I still couldn’t believe he spent that much money without blinking an eye for someone like me. I didn’t feel worthy of it. Not even one bit. But it was so damn gorgeous I couldn’t keep my eyes off it.

This was worth more than every single house on my street combined.

When was I ever supposed to wear this? I snorted when I imagined myself just casually walking around and doing grocery shopping with this around my neck.

I bit down on my lip as I thought of what Damiano said to me that night.

“I want you to wear it. And nothing else.”

I listened for any movements coming toward my bedroom. When I heard nothing, I pulled my nightgown over my head and carefully took out the Tiffany Yellow Diamond necklace.

I let my hair fal