CHAPTER SEVEN

AURORA’S POV

I sat on the edge of the bed gripping it tightly. I tried hard to stem the flow of tears down my cheeks but in vain.

Tyson’s words kept resounding in my ears. His was filled with so much hatred. If I was given a chance, I would choose Caleb over Tyson anytime.

So what if he was the leader of the Mafia, he had been very kind to me.

“Thinking about my brother, are you?” A sweet voice sounded near me causing me to jump.

I raised my head to see an enchantress. Everything about her was perfection; deep, blue eyes juxtaposing her long golden locks, cherry red lips, and a perfect figure.

Her face flushed slightly and she said, “Thank you for your high appraisal. Some people think that my beauty makes me a weak person.”

“How did you know… can you read my mind?” I asked in an appalled voice.

“I can’t read minds but I can sense moods. With ye