The Ruthless Mafia King's Posession|18+|

42. Who's The Snitch?

★LUCIANO★

For the umpteenth time today, I heard a knock on my room door and Romano's voice followed. "I don't intend to leave this time, Luciano. You've been cooped up in your room since morning. This is going to make it the thirtieth time I'm knocking your fucking door today. And you locked yourself up refusing to answer." I heard him sigh before adding.

"Until when do you plan to do this, Luciano?  I understand that Mrs. Andrea finding out last night must have hit you hard, but for how long does the mighty Luciano want to remain hidden in his room like a coward?"

With my back flat on the bed, I shoved my fingers into my hair, rummaging through and then I heaved a sigh alongside.

Romano just couldn't take a hint. Every time he came knocking, I've asked him to fuck off, so why the hell does he keep disturbing me?

"Go away, Romano!" I roared.

"No, I won't." He fired back. "I'm going to sit down by your door until you've decided to open it. If need be, I'll be sleeping on this cold, bare-tiled floor tonight. Watch me make myself miserable or talk to me, the choice is yours!"

I grunted again. To be honest, Romano could be a pain in the ass when he planned to. However, if he wasn't my best friend, my soul brother, and my confidant, it would have taken me nothing to walk up there, open the door, and put a bullet through his head.

For real, I despise nuisance!

"Talk to me, Luciano. Let me know what is going on in your mind, that kept you locked up. You missed so many things we've scheduled for today and I want to know why." He added again.

Realizing that Romano wasn't ready to give up as he asserted, I pulled myself to a sitting position with a loud, grumpy grunt and then glared at the door. Letting out an exasperated sigh, I rose to my feet and cussed beneath my breath before going ahead to open it. 

The door creaked open to reveal a distressed Romano. His eyes narrowed at my face and before I could reprimand him for disturbing me, he covered the distance between us and wrapped his arms around my frame. And I froze.

I fucking froze.

Romano and I may be bros, but hugging has never been part of our thing. Damn! When did he grow this soft?

My eyes widened and I didn't know how to feel as he hugged me. So I asked instead. "What are you doing, man?"

"You look like you needed a little hug," he chided with a chuckle. His hands were still wrapped around me. "I decided to be the nice guy and initiate it."

"Ugh." My body trembled with irritation as I peeled him off me. "Don't do that ever again."

"Fuck, Luciano. Why do you have to make everything so awkward?" He said as he took two steps back.

While he strutted to my bed and plopped down on it, I closed the door behind me before turning to face him.

Romano scanned around the room, then brought his scrutinizing gaze to me. "So tell me....what made you so down since morning that you couldn't even wish your girl a happy birthday?"

"I already wished her last night when I saw her, remember?" I replied, readjusting the hem of my pants.

"Say what?" Romano's mouth dropped open in shock and I wondered what the whole drama was about. "So because of that, you think it's done? No Bro, how do you intend to win her heart that way? You see when trying to woo a woman, you have to pay attention to little details. Wishing her today would have been more effective than yesterday or tomorrow." He explained while I rolled my eyes at him and then plopped on the bed, beside him.