The Mafia Boss And His Queen ( Tbhk/JSHK Au)

Chapter 11: { Monica? }

Amane's POV

Amane woke up with a small yawn. His eyes were opening slowly as he blinks a few times before being awake completely.

His good mood became a bad mood as he remembered what his Father said to him last night. He gritted his teeth utterly in rage.

Amane's arm curled in to a ball, he was still laying on his bed. He putted his fist towards his face blocking the light that was on his ceiling.

He signed... He dint want to marry Monica she was really mean...

He layed his fist right beside his head and turned to look at it once more.

A knock on the door was heard a female voice could also be heard outside his bedroom door. Amane was to lazy to speak nor get up from his cozy bed.

"Young Master Amane? May I come in please?" She said. It was a maid that wotked for their Family.

But still Manage didn't respond to the maid's question.

"Young Master Amane?" She spoke again but still no response at all so she knock the door three times again and like in the first and second attempt Amane didn't replied to her questions.

"*sigh* Young Master Amane just please listen to me, there is someone down stairs waiting for you." Her voice was low yet calming at the same time.

Amane got pissed out knowing that its already Monica. He clicked his tongue then stood up.

He walked over to his wardrobe and took out a plain black T-shirt and an orange shorts. After that he change into his new clothes that he just took from his wardrobe.

Then he went outside to face Monica.
As he walks through the halls and ignoring every maids greetings he finally entered the room where he saw Monica wearing a light green jump skirt and a plain white long sleeves. And of course her accessories she was wearing a golden necklace with an emerald in the middle of it, its design was a crescent moon same goes to her earnings.

As Monica spotted Amane enters the room she immediately ran towards him and hugged him. Amane made a disgusted look, but quickly covered it up with a fake smile.

"Monica... What are you doing here?" Amane questioned her. Monica took a step back and smiled at him in a flirty way. "Hehe, I simply wanted to see my Fiancé"

Hearing the word fiancé almost made Amane puke. "Ahaha.... Is their any other reasons aside from that? Monica?" Amane knew something was up.

"Hmmm not at all ahaha, anyway mind if I stay here with you tonight sweet heart?" SWEET HEART?? WHAT TYE FUCK WAS THIS GIRL EVEN SAYING???

Amane felt disgusted by the sight of her and calling him cringy nicknames not even bothering him asking questions if it was ok of him calling that crappy nickname.

He dint respond at that question at all, he just felt safer if he just avoid that annoying question. Amane looked behind her and saw no one which means that it was only her and him... Alone in a room.

"I'm sorry Monica but I have to go." Amane excused himself, making Monica loosen her grip on Amane's  wrist where she had putten them.

"Wait, you haven't even answered my question yet!!" Monica yelled as Amane was about to exit the room.