The Mafia Queen's Little Prince

CHAPTER 18: The moon knows all of my secrets

Roman's POV

3:51 am, Thursday

"Phoeniiix, daanceee with meeee~" The woman whispered against my shoulder as drool covered a small area of my very expensive gucci coat. I groaned as I walked further in the house.

I did not signed up for this.

I carried Luna up to her room, which was farther than I'd expect it to be.

This place is practically a mall by now.

It's bigger than the fucking white house itself!

As I finally reached her room, I opened the door and let myself in.

I've never actually entered her room before.

It's quite nice.

Her floors were covered with a soft black velvet carpet.

Like her soul.

A vanity mirror was placed beside the door, displaying her make up supplies and face cleansers.

Typical.

Her king sized bed placed in the middle of the room, displaying her collections of BT21 plushies? I assumed.

Childish.

Her flat screen t.v. placed at the ceiling, towering over her bed.

That's scary.

I placed Luna in her bed, and removed her hat as well so as to not poke her in the eye. I gave her a short glance and sighed.

"I wish you knew." I whispered while placing her duvet over her.

I've known this woman for 6 years, I've learned that she has no soul, her heart is colder than glaciers, her eyes show no emotions, and her smile is so sinister even joker's scared of her.

But as of now, she looks the opposite to everything I've known and believed in.

A smile was plastered on her face as she mumbled something.

She looked....different.

She looked contented.

However, that content soon turned into anger as she stared right back at me.

"What the fuuck are youu doin here? Get the fuuck oouut!" She yelled as she threw a pillow at me.

How playful.

A small chuckle escaped my lips as I turned away.

As I walked to her door, she spoke.

"Heeey, could ya search for thiis guuy. His naamee is Phoeniksh Leee. I need his filee tomorroow A.S.A.P!" She demanded and flopped her head right down at her pillow.

I gave her a nod and opened the door.

Well atleast this time, she's unarmed.

I glanced at the lady on the bed, and quickly regretted it since I saw her holding a gun.

Nope.

"Ouuuut!!!!"

I quickly closed the door behind me and scrammed.

I am not dying today.

And who the fuck is Phoenix Lee?

Luna's POV

9:32 am, Thursday

My. Head. Fucking. Hurts.

I groaned as I turned to the left side of my bed.