HIS EX-LUNA HAS A SON
“You know if you need anything you can tell me. Anything at all. If something is wrong with your air con, I can get someone to fix it for you.”
“No, no need for that. I was finding it hard to navigate it before, but I think I got the hang of it,” I replied a little too fast.
He snapped his fingers, and a guard appeared behind him, rolling sleek black luggage toward us. “This came for you,” he said, nudging it forward with his foot. “No name on the sender. Mysterious. You have got yourself a secret admirer, I almost forgot that you were famous.” His gaze burned with curiosity as he took the handle, rolling it closer to me.