Aurora

Can you kill your own sister?

Matteo

He has never done this in his life.

He was a man who never took interest in anything or anyone. Not one woman had managed to grab hold of his attention, having him able to think about them constantly. It was futile attempts for woman to seduce him, giving off the impression that they wanted something intimate but Matteo never batted an eye.

It was pathetic to see woman throw themselves at him by just looking at his appearance to be able to tell that he has the money. It was obvious that was all woman wanted, to be spoilt with riches and certainly pleasure with it. Pleasure that required Matteo to have them spend a night with him and discard them the next day, but it never once seemed like a good idea.

Unlike Reggie and Vincent, Matteo was not one who was fond of the idea of sleeping around with different women every weekend. Even though they egged him on to join him in the adventures of having a "good time" with the ladies, he refused every time. He even had to pull out his weapon in order for them to shut their mouths since he was not interested, and them bugging him pissed him off.

He was never someone who looked at a woman twice.

Yet, he couldn't take his fucking eyes off of her.

Running around from table to table making sure that every customer she served was satisfied. She had never once glanced at her customers faces as her gaze was fixated on the ground. She was so focused on looking at the ground that she hadn't even noticed the adoration in her customers faces as he looked at her.

She was so innocent.

Matteo had been watching her since the moment he entered the cafe. He couldn't help but have his eyes fixed on her the entire time he had been sitting down, watching how she waltzed through the cafe. He also couldn't help but notice how tired she looked with her movements being sloppy but well kept, and she stopped every few seconds to take a breath.

He couldn't stop thinking about her ever since their recent encounter, which did not end off on a good note. Matteo knew that he must have scared her but that was just who he is. He was not going to go soft on a girl just because she couldn't stand her ground, but a part of him, a small part was feeling something else.

Is it regret?

He didn't know and did not understand why.

It had been about five minutes since they had sat down and not once had a waiter approached their table. He looked around and saw how busy it was, and even though it irritated him that their service was slow it was understandable. He also felt infuriated when he realized that Aurora was the only one stumbling around to get people's orders.

"This is your cafe?" he heard an agitated voice say next to him.

He turned his face to see an unimpressed little sister staring at him. She had a brow cocked and stared at him expectantly to justify why their services were so bad today.

Before Matteo could open his mouth another voice had beaten him to it.

"I-I am so s-sorry! It's b-been so busy a-and I didn't mean t-to make you wait so long. W-what can I get for you today?"

Both Matteo and his sister looked over to see a distressed looking Aurora who was silently gasping for air. Matteo took in her appearance and saw that she wearing yet another dress, one that looked like the precious one she was wearing.

Even though she looked tired and a few strands of hair were sticking out, there was no denying that she looked good.

Really good.