ROMAN EMPIRE (Mafia Series 7) (The Emperor of Alpha's Empire) (On-going)

CHAPTER 2

MONDAY, and I'm here inside my chamber reading the message of my dear friend, Damien. He has a message for me written in Tagalog. He told me about something he's doing in the Philippines that he's enjoying, but suddenly, his father called him telling him that he needs to return to England.

He was absolutely mad, I must say. Just from the letter he gave me, I could sense the intensity of his anger. The words I read were filled with such strong emotions that I truly felt his frustration. He's kinda funny for me though.

To be honest, I learned Tagalog because of my two annoying friends, Primo and Damien. Whenever they're here in the palace, that's the first language they use. At first, I found it a bit challenging to understand them, but eventually, I learned it naturally. Sometimes, I even speak Tagalog when talking to Euan. I don't really have any forbidden words here in the palace, as long as they're not hurtful, it's not a problem for me.

Speaking Tagalog was fun until Damien started cursing at me. Syempre hindi naman siya nakakaligtas sa pana ko kapag naiinis. Damien and I are really close to the point where we even exchange curses with each other. But even though we may hurt each other with our words, we know when to stop when it's getting too much.

I smiled as I returned the letter to my cabinet and stared into space for a moment. Typical Damien, the ugly asshole I know. I wonder when that guy will ever grow up?

“Your Majesty, Claus Kardashian has arrived to speak with you.”

Speaking of friend, glad that he visits me.

I lifted my gaze regally upon hearing Euan's words. With a graceful nod, I rose from my seat and signaled for Klaus to be let in. Making my way to the palace terrace, I awaited the presence of my old friend until I heard a lock on the door.

With poise, I raised my chin as the sound of footsteps signaled his entrance. Drawing a deep breath, I welcomed his presence beside me.

“It is a pleasure to see you again, Primo,” -I greeted.

“Yeah, it's good to see you,” -he replied, sliding his hands into his pockets. “Good to be back, 'huh?”

A faint smile appeared on my lips as he spoke. I looked straight ahead at the wide view and took in the peace that surrounded us. It was late at night, and I couldn't understand why I was talking to this man who seemed to have nothing else to do but bother me. He always did this kind of thing when he was bored with his life.

He and Achelios are not on good terms at the moment so I kinda understand why he's like this. He's mad at him, so he doesn't visit the headquarters often. I have to admit that Primo acts like a kid sometimes. And I know it's tough to be mature when you're using drugs, alcohol, and cigarettes. Honestly, I was no longer surprised.

I always see him as a man who still needs care, like a child, especially in moments like this. He's the kind of guy who needs care and attention, no matter how old he is.

Though, despite his past mistakes, I chose to accept him without judging. Even though he struggled with drug use before, I still care for him. I believe Achelios feels the same way, but they just can't seem to get along.

His desire to stir up trouble within his group and with others is something that I immediately addressed. I always call him out on it. Always and always. And I'm just grateful that he listens to me.

“Kailan ka pala pupunta pabalik sa Pilipinas?” -he asked after a few minutes. “Hindi mo parin ba tapos ang problema mo dito sa bansa mo?”

Taas noo kong tinignan ang lawak ng buong palasyo mula dito labas ng chamberlain ko. “Not yet. Is there something wrong? Do you need my help again?”