Trapped by Seven Mafia Wolves novel Chapter 162

Except…

They’re all off.Just dark metal circles hanging in the air.

“Why are we stopping here?” I ask, confused.

Damion turns to face me fully. The snow crunches nder his boots. His breath mixes with the cold air, visible, like little ghosts leaving his lips.

And then…

He reaches into his jacket.My heart stops.

“Aurora,” he says, voice low, almost shy – which is insane because Damion is never shy. “I… got you something.

“He hands me a small box.My fingers tremble as I open it.

Inside is a necklace – delicate, silver, threaded with tiny jewel flowers, glowing faintly in the winter lights.My breath catches. “Damion… it’s beautiful.

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“Yeah, well…”

he rubs the back of his neck, “.

It made me think of you.

“He steps behind me gently, lifting the necklace, gesturing to my neck.

“Can I?“I nod, trying not to combust on the spot. His fingertips brush the back of my neck as he clasps it. I swear the entire world tilts. When he steps back in front of me again, he looks… nervous. Actually nervous.

“It’s been four years since we met,” he says quietly “Four years of you… changing my entire life.

“I laugh, soft and breathless. “You make me sound like a villain, Dami.”

“I’m serious.” He meets my eyes. “Four years of you making everything better. Everything. And I

He stops.

Takes a deep breath.

“I was going to wait for your seventeenth birthday, estrella. That was the plan. But I…”

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He smiles. “…I couldn’t. I didn’t want to wait anymore.”

My pulse thunders.

“Damion, what-”

He lifts his hand.Snaps his fingers.Once.

And suddenly–The halos above us explode to life.

Light blooms in blinding waves – gold, silver, pink, soft blue – cascading like falling stars. They flicker on one by one, surrounding us in a dome of shimmering rings. The snow catches the glow, creating thousands of tiny mirrors.

It doesn’t look real.

It looks like heaven.

Damion steps closer, the lights reflecting in his eyes.

“Estrella…”

he breathes.My heart races so fast I can’t feel my feet.

“Will you…”

He swallows, voice unsteady for the first time since I’ve known him.

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Be my girlfriend?“And suddenly–My entire life flashes in fragments.

All those nights I prayed someone would save me.

All those nights I wishes for happiness to find me.

All those nights I cried for somebody to love.

I look up at him, tears stinging my eyes – but not the painful kind.

coat as his breath mingles with mine. The lights above glow in a perfect halo around us, and the snowfall drifts like the world is trying to make this moment gentler, quieter, softer–just for us.He kisses me again, deeper this time, and it feels like something inside me finally clicks into place. A

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