Trapped by Seven Mafia Wolves novel Chapter 164

Chapter 164

I put my hands on my hips. “Leo… the dog is not helping you escape.”

Leo grins. “But Biscotto’s is on my team, Mamá.”

“Your ‘team‘ needs to get dressed.

“He crawls behind Biscotto like the dog is a shield, and Biscotto lets out a proud bark as if he

understands.

Before I can grab either of them, the back gate creaks open.

“Estrella,” Damion calls, his voice warm and already amused, “I found her.“(Star)

I turn just as he ducks through the gate with a tiny girl perched on his shoulders, her dark curls bouncing, her hands gripping his hair with absolutely zero mercy.

“Mamá!” she cries the second she sees me.

I barely have time to open my arms before Valeria launches herself off Damion’s shoulders. I catch her mid–air – barely- and she wraps herself around me like a koala.

“You need to stop jumping off things,” I gasp.

“But Papá catches me!”

“No,” Damion says, pointing at her.

“Papá tries to catch you. Papá would like to live to see you graduate.

“She hugs my neck. “But Papá says I have perfect landing form!”

“Papá also once fell off a scooter,” I deadpan.

Leo pops out from behind Biscotto, eyes bright.

“Val! We’re hiding from Mamá because she wants us to wear pants!“Valeria gasps like this is a

crime. “No.”

“Yes.”

I point to both of them. “Pants. Shoes. Now.”

They ignore me completely and start chasing the dog again.

I sigh. “We’re going to be late for Zio Raphael’s dinner!”

Instant freeze.

Leo’s eyes widen,

“Zio Luka promised to show me how a motorcycle ENGINE WORKS!”

Val claps excitedly. “And Zio Andrei said he’ll teach me French braids!”

Damion throws his hands up.

“Why do they love all your hermanos more than me?“(brothers)

Before I can respond, Biscotto gleefully dives into a mud puddle.

I stare at the absolute disaster in front of me and groan.

“Chi pulisce tutto questo?”

(Who’s cleaning all this?)

Two tiny fingers rise at the exact same time.

Both pointing directly at Damion.

He blinks. “Me? Why me?”

“Papà,” Valeria says simply.

“Papaaaa,” Leo echoes like it’s law.

He slaps a hand to his chest. “Unbelievable.”

“You’re Papá,” Valeria says factually.

“Papá cleans messes,” Leo adds.

Damion mutters, “I’m calling my sister.”

Immediately Val perks up.

“Tia Isabella?” (aunt)

Damion immensely snaps his fingers in front on her.

“Actually no, no. She’s not allowed in this house after the stepped on my cucumbers.”

After ten minutes of chaos, we manage to get the kids dressed.

Valeria twirls in the dress that Nico gave her for her birthday. “Mamá, do I look pretty?”

Ilaugh, pushing her her back.

“You look bella, amore mio.

“(pretty, my love)“Does that mean pretty?”

“gio Laika promised to show me how a motorcycle NGINE WORKS!”

Val claps excitedly. “And Zio Andret said he’ll teachne French braids!”

Damion throws his hands up.

“Why do they love all your hermanos more than me“(brothers)

Before I can respond, Biscotto gleefully dives into and puddle.

I stare at the absolute disaster in front of me and gipan

“Chi pulisce tutto questo?”

(Who’s cleaning all this?)

Two tiny fingers rise at the exact same time.

Both pointing directly at Damion.

He blinks. “Me? Why me?”

“Papà,” Valeria says simply.

“Papaaaa,” Leo echoes like it’s law.

He slaps a hand to his chest. “Unbelievable.”

“You’re Papá,” Valeria says factually.

“Papá cleans messes,” Leo adds.

Damion mutters, “I’m calling my sister.”

“Yes.”

“Then you’re hermosa too!“Leo groans. “Can we goooo? Zio Matteo said he made cannoli with

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