The Mafia Queen's Little Prince

CHAPTER 33: It All Ends Here

Luna's POV

3:41 am, Wednesday

"Luna...He's dead." Roman spoke, interrupting my dread and the mourning for my one and only family that I had left.

"HE'S DEAD CAUSE YOU FUCKING KILLED HIM!" I hissed, practically spatting out venom at the man who stood seven feet away from me.

"He was gonna kill you, Luna. I had to do something."

"Does it look like I give a damn?! He was my father, Roman.." I whispered while I caressed Nathaniel's cheeks.

As he was about to say something...his phone rang.

He looked at me hesitantly and picked up the call.

I gazed at him, tears slowing down but weren't stopping.

He walked towards me and I held out the knife I was still clutching in my hand.

"It's for you.." He whispered.

I glared at him and practically yanked the phone out of his hand and placed the phone against my ear.

"What?!" I asked, obviously angry and impatient.

"Hello, my queen. I won't take much of your time, I just need you to do a simple favor for me."

I could recognize this voice anywhere.

"Fuck you, Leoshin you fat son of a bitch. I ain't doin no favor for a mother fucker like you." I barked, squeezing the phone as tight as I could, thinking it was Leoshin's neck.

If he had one.

"Still mad at me for killin that pathetic family of yours?" He snickered, followed by his ridiculous laugh that reminded me of the tragic deaths of my family.

"Now listen up, sweetie. If you want to avenge that little butler of yours, or your little family. You better get your sorry ass over here at the Graywill bridge."

"I'm waiting."

As he gave me his instructions, he hanged up.

I wiped my face with my bloody hands and settled Nathaniel gently to the floor as I stood up.

"You're takin me to Graywill bridge." I ordered to Roman as I took four guns and two knives with me.

I quicken my pace as I walked towards Roman and handed him the other two guns.

I dragged Roman out of the door and we went straight to the garage.

This time, I'm gonna make sure that bastard can never see day light ever again.

We finally reached the bridge and there he was, breathin and livin.

He stood all high and mighty at the edge of the top of the bridge.

And Phoenix stood next to the villain in my story.

"Hello, my queen." He greeted, giving me a sly smirk as his flabby arms rested on top of Phoenix's shoulders.

I shot the metal floor next to his shoes, causing him to jump.

"Cut the crap, asshole. I'm even surprised that your fat ass even got up here without the bridge collapsing beneath you."

He just rolled his eyes at my rude banter and clicked his tongue in annoyance.

My gaze shifted to the man I once thought was mine, but never was and never will be.

Phoenix stared down at his shoes and said nothing.

He's the first to go.

"Sarcasm didn't save your family's lives, what makes you think it'll save yours?"