Trapped by Seven Mafia Wolves novel Chapter 57

**Onlooker**

**Matteo’s POV**

I hadn’t planned on lingering on the staircase. My only goal had been to snag a quick cup of coffee—simple and straightforward. But as fate would have it, the door swung open, releasing a cascade of voices that danced through the air. Jace’s unmistakable, boisterous tone reached my ears first, vibrant and exuberant, just as I remembered. Following closely was Aurora, her voice a soft, timid whisper, hesitant and fragile, as if it were afraid to disturb the stillness of the moment.

I froze midway down the steps, instinctively retreating into the shadows, seeking refuge where I could observe without being detected.

From this concealed position, I was granted a glimpse into their interaction. Jace burst into the room, his movements exaggerated, as if he were a performer on a stage, burdened by the weight of the world packed into flimsy shopping bags. Aurora trailed behind him, her hands clasped tightly in front of her, a physical barrier against the uncertainty that seemed to envelop her like a shroud. She always carried herself this way—like a delicate flower afraid to bloom, as if her very existence might disrupt the fragile equilibrium of the room.

Just as I contemplated retreating back upstairs, a sudden shift in the atmosphere seized my attention. Aurora’s gaze landed on Leon.

In that moment, everything changed. She moved with a surprising grace, crossing the room almost instinctively, her hesitance melting away. Before I could fully grasp what was unfolding, she enveloped him in a gentle embrace. Her small frame seemed to dissolve into his, as if this connection was a natural occurrence, a moment that had been waiting to happen. It felt as though she had found her sanctuary in his arms, a place where she could finally be herself.

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