That was usually my move.
Hearing it from him made my jaw clench. “f*****g lunatic,” I muttered.
A minute later came the inaudible murmur of the housekeeper and the bodyguards at the door. She was asking if I was inside. Then her voice lifted, gentle but firm. “Luna, I brought hot water and some food. You should eat before you rest—it’ll settle your stomach.”
I heard every word. I just didn’t want to deal with anyone.
Still… the room had nothing. No clothes, no toiletries.
I dragged myself up and cracked the door.
The housekeeper’s face lit up with a warm smile. “Luna.”
“I need clothes. Now.”
“Some of your things are already in the master suite upstairs. I can...”
“New ones,” I cut in.
“Everything you brought from the penthouse? Throw it out. I want new.”
She blinked, confuse
