Chapter 30 – Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel Free Online (Rhea & Lukas)

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They were having the time of their life when a knock sounded on the door and an unexpected guest came in causing the whole room to go deadly silent. Well, she wasn’t exactly an unexpected guest.

A predatory smile crossed Rhea’s lips at the sight of her cousin Costanza. Her blonde cousin stood at the door unsure and Rhea could sense the anxiety in her body and that made her excited. This was going to be fun.

“Hello Costanza,” Rhea said with a big smile but that unnerved Costanza. She couldn’t understand why she was brought here, wasn’t Rhea enough payment already?

Costanza was full of guilt and fear. She was the one who suggested selling Rhea off and had been delirious with Joy when the plan worked. She had imagined Rhea living a miserable life here, hence it had come as a huge shocker when the collector came at their door to announce her sister needed her at her bachelorette party.

Costanza knew she didn’t have a choice and went quietly with the collector. However, she knew one thing for sure, Rhea called her over for vengeance. She was dead meat.

She was still lost in thought when Rhea came over to where she stood and took her in a tight embrace, “Finally, you are here. We can have some fun now,”

Costanza swallowed deeply, she knew it. She was avenging her for all the things she did.

Truthfully speaking, Rhea didn’t have anything bad planned against Costanza, or did she? She just enjoyed seeing that nervousness on her face and there was nothing as much entertaining as mental torture.

Rhea knew Costanza and her mother were the ones who suggested and forced her uncle to accept the idea of selling her off to the loan shark. She wouldn’t want to steep low to their level but Costanza wouldn’t have a pleasant stay here either. Was there an act of better revenge than showing off to your enemies that you’re living better than they imagined?

“Hi guys, this is my wonderful cousin, Costanza. Please, be kind to her,” Rhea spoke with thick irony.

Be kind to her, her butt!

Everyone in this room knew her history with her uncle’s family and Rhea was sure as hell that they would exact judgment on Costanza for her sake. That was it, she didn’t even have to lift a finger – others were willing to fight her war for her.

“Hi,” Costanza waved her hand, full of nervousness. She just realized she was in the den of lions.

“Hi,” the girls – including Cassie – said synchronously causing the tension in the environment to thicken. Costanza was the odd one here and she knew it.

“Have a seat, we’d be leaving soon,” Rhea said, returning to the seat in front of the dresser.

Costanza looked around the room and tried to sit on the edge of the bed since there were no more chairs. However, before she could rest on the spot she desired, one of the girls occupied there saying, “Sorry, I like it here. You can go over there,” Chelsea pointed to the spot where she had been sitting.

She didn’t say anything, if anything, Costanza had a polite smile on her face as she moved on. However, before she could sit there, Ashley had already moved to the spot, saying,” Oops, you’re late. Just go over there,” She pointed to her position.

Costanza didn’t say anything but the veins on her forehead were proof enough that she was trying to control herself. And as she expected, Rose took the spot where she was supposed to sit, saying, “Sorry, my butt just moved,”

“It’s alright,” Costanza lied through her teeth. She was not alright at all, however, could she take on all of them? No. So she had to be a good girl and move on.

However, before Costanza could take a step forward, Rose put out her leg and tripped her. Costanza fell to the ground at once earning loud mocking laughter from the girls.

Rhea didn’t laugh yet there was no trace of sympathy on her face either. Just like her uncle, who watched as his wife and daughter maltreated her, she was doing the same.. Her silence was not revenge, rather it was called ‘returning the favor.

As soon as they were done, Rhea led her entourage – including the miserable-looking Costanza – out the door only to stumble into Kenith who seems to have been waiting outside all this while.

Kenith’s gaze roved over her body from her head to her feet and then back up again. He gulped when his gaze finally landed on Rhea’s breast with an intensity that made goosebumps spread over her skin.

At once, Rhea wrapped her arm over her chest and tilted her head to the side with a questioning brow, “Well?”

That look of defiance in her eyes  was enough to wake Kenith from his reverie and he gestured, “Let’s go then,”

Rhea didn’t say anything and walked ahead, her entourage following her. Right now, she was the queen bee and walked with her head held high.

They went outside and there on the lawn was a limousine with its door opened already waiting for her to enter.

“Go in. Big Joe says his wife has to get the best treatment,”

Rhea’s jaw almost dropped to the ground, Big Joe prepared this for her? At once, gratitude and guilt filled Rhea. She was grateful for his devotion to uplift her status especially now her sister was here and at the same felt guilty that she would be leaving him.

However, Rhea was no fool to be moved by the huge gesture. As much as she was this thankful to Big joe, for how long would this special treatment last? She was taken against her freedom and would always remember that.

Rhea finally understood why ladies killed themselves over the chance to get into a limousine. It had the most comfortable seat and she could adjust them. The services were top-notch – there was television and even a minibar.

Since it wasn’t the first time for the trio – Chelsea, Ashley, and Rose – in a limousine, they already started a party. Rhea intentionally didn’t drink – although she could hold her liquor a bit  – she needed a clear head for today’s plan. But for how long? Sooner or later it would seem suspicious if she doesn’t drink because this was her bachelorette party.

Costanza didn’t say a single word along the way. She was an outcast and the trio made sure to remind her of that. Cassie was the only one who made one or two conversations with her. Rhea simply didn’t care, she was having fun anyway until their car reached their destination.

They drew quite an attention as soon as they arrived, six hot-looking girls stepping down from a limousine. Thankfully, Costanza had the sense to dress sensibly. Perhaps, she had dressed superior in the first place to intimidate Rhea, she just never expected that her dear cousin was on a whole new level now.

Rhea and her team didn’t get to use the normal entrance that was filled with people trying to get inside with their tickets and stood in a file. They used a VIP entrance that led them directly to the heart of the club.

Just as Rhea expected, the club was blasting with music and full of dancing bodies. The dance floor was dimly lit, providing a sensual experience where one can dance for hours. Glossy marble floors, burnished good fittings, and chandeliers dangling from the roof, the club looked luxurious.

However, even as they were being led to their private booth upstairs, Rhea was busy assessing the number of guards and a possible escape route, and to be honest, the situation didn’t seem favorable. The only advantage she had was the crowd, she could put that to better use when the time comes.

The booth was customized for them hence everything they needed was already set and that was drinks – lots of it. Chelsea didn’t waste time to get the party started and the music blasting from the speakers helped uplift their spirits that Rhea didn’t even know when she started drinking.

At that moment, she forgot all about Costanza and her family and the situation she was in – getting married tomorrow to the short love of her life that she was supposed to fall in love with already as expected after the condition she gave to him.

She just kicked all of her problems to the back of her mind and had fun. After all, today might be the last night of her life if she fails to escape and is caught by Big Joe. She would party as if there’s no tomorrow.

So when Rose grabbed her hand and said, “Come on, let’s go dance,” and led her downstairs to the dance floor, she didn’t object at all. Dancing was exhilarating as if she was riding off the problems on her shoulder and didn’t get to see the special guest that made his appearance.

Lukas’s nose was puckered in distaste as soon as he came into the club. He hated the cramped dance floor because he had to rub against sweaty and lustful bodies. With the entourage he came with, it was only a matter of time before the members of the Red Giant gang discovers his identity and goes on the defense.

Lukas wasn’t exactly liked in the underworld because he’s rumored to bring destruction wherever he goes. Well, you can’t really blame him. What can he do when he doesn’t get what he wants except take it – forcibly. And did he forget to add, brutally.

He heard the girl was here for her balchorrete party and had come to take what belongs to him. There was no way he was leaving without her. And while he was looking, his gaze went upstairs and connected with a man’s – the second in command to Big Joe – who narrowed his gaze immediately. He didn’t recognize him but Lukas knew he sensed he was no ordinary human.

Well, there goes his peaceful negotiation. Stealing, no, borrowing – that was a much better term for that – the girl right under their nose and returning her when he’s done was a much better option than a physical confrontation. One of them ends bloody.

“Spread out,” Lukas said to his men, “and find the girl,”

“Yes, boss,” six of them said in unison and left.

Lukas intentionally got lost in the crowd because he couldn’t stand that man’s  – Kenith – gaze on him, continuing his search for the girl.. And just like that, he found her, only that she found him first.

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