Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
Rhea who was inside the room, upon hearing that statement, tensed up immediately. She glanced at the door but Cassie was in the way so she couldn’t get a glance of who that was.
“What for?” Cassie asked and Rhea had to give it to her, she was really bold. She was beginning to like her.
“I don’t answer to you,” the man said gruffly, irritated that someone beneath his rank -and a woman at that – was questioning him. He tried to get into the room but Cassie blocked his way. He glared at her, she cocked a brow at him in response.
“Where did you think you’re heading to? Haven’t you heard that Big Joe forbids males from entering this room after the incident yesterday?” She said to him.
Rhea was surprised by the comment, Big Joe put up a rule like that? If that was the case, she might be able to make something work and get out of here.
“I haven’t heard of such a rule, so move away,” He tried to get in but Cassie blocked him once again.
His nostrils flared, this time he was at his wit’s end. He commanded her, “Move!”
But Cassie stood her ground, “Perhaps if you would tell me why she’s needed, I would be able to prepare her, but if you don’t want that, you can go in and I can freely inform Big Joe that you took a step inside this room after his rule,” She emphasized on “rule” making sure he got the point.
After that, there was a minute of silence between them both and an intense stare-off before the man gave in.
“Fine,” He sighed, women were a pest, “Big Joe wants to have breakfast with her,”
Cassie gave her a charming smile, “Now, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” she went on, “I’ll have her prepared and ready for breakfast in a jiffy,” She shut the door right in his face before he could protest.
She spun to Rhea dramatically, “It’s time to meet your husband,”
Step Into Hell
“I don’t really like this,” Rhea complained, wiggling in the dress like a fish out of water.
After Big Joe announced his plans of having breakfast with her, Clara took over the role of dressing her up for the occasion. And she came up with the idea of dressing cute yet sexy for her husband to be (so she reminds her constantly). Rhea was going to be sick.
Currently, she was wearing a floral V-neck Midi dress. The deep neck showed off a lot of cleavages than she usually would. Rhea bet Big Joe would concentrate more on her breast than the food on the table – and she didn’t like it, one bit.
Rhea was a reserved person and hardly showed skin in her dressing – that was more of Mimi’s style. Not to mention that she was quite conscious of her body, especially now she lost weight. She must look like a skeleton. She cringed at the thought of looking at a mirror.
“Stop doing that,” Cassie slapped her hand away when she tugged at the neckline again as if trying to pull it together to cover her exposed cleavage. This was highly inappropriate.
“I can’t wear this,” Rhea shook her head, resolute in her decision, “I need a decent cloth that I’m most comfortable in,”
“Well, sorry but you don’t have room for comfort right now,”
“What?” Rhea couldn’t understand what she was trying to say.
“Listen to me,” Cassie turned her to her, placing both hands on her shoulder as they faced each other, “I believe I’ve been here longer than you, and I can only tell you right now that you’re in trouble,”
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At the mention of “trouble,” Rhea’s heart skipped a beat, and she swallowed a lump down her throat.
“T-trouble,” She choked, confused at the same time, “Why am I in trouble? I didn’t do anything wrong,”
“Yes, you did not do anything wrong, yet, you did.” Cassie hinted at the past and it finally dawned on Rhea. As she feared, Big Joe was going to punish her for running away. Her heart rate increased, she’s dead.
Cassie went on, “You’re Big Joe’s bride yet you took off before your wedding was even scheduled, that’s as good as giving him the middle finger. Your attitude is fiery and if left unchecked could escalate into an inferno in the future. Moreover, in the Mafia, women are meant to be below the men and that is what he’s going to do… Put you in your place, “
A sense of dread washed over Rhea when she heard Cassie say those words. Although she had thought of the possibility of that happening, having someone else confirm that only heightened the fear in her heart. What was she going to do now?
She looked down and gestured, “Then what’s the point of this? If he’s intent on putting me in my place, I might as well wear sackcloth to my execution. That would definitely fit the theme,”
“He would not kill you, I’m sure of that. You’re his bride and would do everything to keep you alive else that’s a bad investment. However, don’t lower your guard because I’m sure he would strike where it hurts the most,” Cassie advised her.
To Rhea’s surprise, Cassie placed both hands on her cheeks and cupped them. If she wasn’t such a high fan of Kenith, Rhea would have thought she has a crush on her.
“You’re dressed to kill. What man in his right senses would lay a hand on a beautiful woman like you?” She smiled knowingly.
Oh, so that was the plan. Dazzle Big Joe with her “great” beauty that he forgets to punish her. Yeah, great plan. Extremely great plan.
This was the worst plan ever!!!!!
But Cassie continued, “You’re a woman, it’s innate. Charm him with your wiles and I believe I don’t need to teach you how to bewitch a man since you’re so good at it,” she patted her on the shoulder.
“W-what?” Rhea blinked twice as she swallowed the information Cassie just fed her. Although her advice was quite helpful, it sounded offensive at the same time and she was just about to ask Cassie what she meant by that when a knock sounded on the door and distracted her.
The question skipped her mind.
“Coming!” Cassie shouted and then turned to Rhea whose heart was now beating faster than before. It was time to step into hell.
“You have to go,” Cassie told her and for the last time, looked her over in case of a malfunction before opening the door to let her the guard Big Joe sent over, in.
As Rhea thought, the first place the man’s gaze landed was on her breast and she turned to Cassie with a look that says, “Told ya”
Cassie merely shrugged, innocently.
Irritated by his ogling, Rhea pulled her red hair that Cassie curled earlier to her front. She made her red curls rest on her chest, covering her cleavage a bit and at the same time, roused the man from his “inspection”.
Rhea glowered at him and the man rubbed his nose, embarrassed that he had been caught in the process of staring.
He cleared his throat, “Sorry,”
“Get me out of here,” Was all Rhea said with a commanding tone and a frowning face. She wished she could throw him a punch in the face.
However, before Rhea left, she turned to Cassie and said properly with a slight bow of her head, “Thank you,”
It seems she was wrong to judge Cassie, she was a good person and different from everybody else here. But Kenith had been the same as her in the beginning until he showed his true color, an inner voice reasoned inside of her. But Rhea pushed it away, this was not the time for it.
“It’s nothing,” Cassie grinned sheepishly, “Moreover, working with you excused me from duty and that sure is a big favor,” She said.
“I’ll see you when I’m back,” Rhea said, knowing she would have enough stories for their conversation later in the day – depending on what Big Joe’s planning and if she returns alive.
“I’ll be waiting,” Cassie replied, beginning to wave as the guard showed her the way out.