Trapped by Seven Mafia Wolves novel Chapter 58

**Chapter 58: Dinner… Again**

**Aurora’s POV**

Cuddled up at the far end of the couch, I find solace in the proximity of Jace, who’s engaged in a playful popcorn war with Leon. Leon, seated confidently in the single armchair opposite, tries to maintain an air of composure, though the smirk on his face betrays him as he retaliates with two expertly tossed kernels that land squarely on Jace’s lap.

This moment, as absurd as it is delightful, carries a peculiar charm amidst its chaos.

However, just as I start to let go of my worries and embrace the silliness, the door creaks open, and a maid steps into the room. Her hands are neatly folded in front of her apron, and her gaze is fixed on the floor, as if she wishes to shield herself from the playful ruckus surrounding her.

“Now that Master Raphael and Master Andrei have returned,” she announces in a formal tone that sends a shiver down my spine, “family dinners will resume every Friday evening. Starting tonight.”

The word ‘dinner’ hangs in the air like a dark cloud, casting a shadow over my fleeting sense of peace.

Dinner. With everyone?

Leon lets out an exaggerated groan, slumping deeper into his seat, his teenage angst bubbling to the surface. “Can we not establish a rule that excludes certain family members?” he grumbles, his voice dripping with sarcasm that feels almost like a shield against the impending tension.

“Yeah,” Jace chimes in, casually tossing another piece of popcorn into his mouth with a grin that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “Like the ugly ones.”

Leon flashes a cheeky grin back at him. “Then you’d be dining solo, Jace.”

Jace clutches his chest in mock offense, feigning an injury that is both dramatic and humorous. “How dare you! I’m objectively stunning. That’s no way to address your older young man.”

“You’re objectively something. And there are two years between us, not twenty,” Leon retorts, his tone playful but his eyes sparkling with mischief.

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