Aurora

Little lamb

Matteo

It hadn't been less than a second and he heard the soft sound of her feet hitting the floor as she followed behind him. He resisted the urge to smile due to the fact that it took one word for her to follow his order.

So responsive.

Matteo noticed that his men had watched him in disbelief as he walked away with the little girl behind him. His men must have thought that he was going to harm her, something that they had done in the past where they harm victims who saw what they did. It wasn't something new to the gang to see Matteo torturing an innocent man or woman, but what was new was that he let her off the hook.

Aurora however was someone he could not see laying a hand on. A vile act like that would eat away at his brain, for even considering touching her in such a way. He knew that it would be wrong of him to do something like that to her, but Matteo was not a soft person. A lesson has to still be taught to the girl on who she would he dealing with, adding Chandler into the equation.

He had to know how she knew him.

Matteo thought about that as he entered his office. The reason why he had a secluded area in the building was because he owns it, along with several other buildings that belong to him. Matteo had many connections with most of them resting on his father's name, but this restaurant was started by himself. He had built this restaurant from scratch and from the money that he had earned, which only a few people know about.

Matteo is a really simple person outside his line of work. The work that he does excluding the business of the mafia, Matteo is a man who owns several companies. If he was not working in the mafia, he could see himself earning a decent amount of money from how he is going about right now.

Matteo entered his office, having the girl follow him inside before closing the door. The office was a resemblance of his true nature, everything about the interior was dark from the walls that surrounded them, to his darkened mahogany desk situated at the window. The entire design was created by him, something that Matteo enjoyed doing which was creating things from scratch.

After he closed the door, Matteo walked over to his desk. His steps were in a strange way slow yet the way in which he walked looked like an officer who arrived to question a suspect. His hands in his pockets and his head hung slightly low.There was a dangerous aura that fogged up the office and it was something he was capable of doing in a natural way, being able to scare off people without even doing anything.

He had not looked at the girl yet who he still remembered was with him in the room. He could tell that she was nervous from the way she kept shuffling on her feet in the centre of his room and how she kept playing with her fingers. Seeing her fidget like that agitated him, it somehow ticked him off but he remained calm sensing that she was just nervous.

Something a lot of people felt when they were near him.

He came to a stand still when he approached the front of his desk, in a calculating manner he turned around to face her. Matteo then leaned against his desk, taking his hands out of his pocket he now folded them against his chest resting his right arm on his arm against his body.

He now began assessing her once again as he absentmindedly rubbed his slight stubble with the tips of his fingers, his eyes drinking in the sight of the small girl swallowed by the dark environment of his office.

He saw that she wasn't looking at him. She kept looking at the ground which made her look even smaller than she was from her shrunken shoulders and he couldn't come to terms with the immense amount of fear she felt. He noted that she was a timid girl amongst the crowd,someone who did not get out much often.