Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
“Well, guess who’s in the mood to play,” The man said, coming out of his hiding place.
Elijah fired incessantly but the man was flexible and deft on his feet that he was able to dodge all the bullets that came at him and one should know that Elijah was a clean shot – he never missed.
Before long he ran out of bullets and didn’t have the time to refill and that had been the man’s intention all along, leading him in circles until his weapon was exhausted.
Elijah had no choice but to dump his weapon and defend himself as the man charged at him. It was a tough battle because both of them seemed to mirror each other’s moves. The man swung out a fist, Elijah caught it, he swung another, he caught it as well and they both pushed against each other, battling for strength.
The man tried to kick Elijah in the gut but he was quick to block that and attempted to headbutt him instead. But the man saw through it and angled his body in such a way that Elijah missed his mark in mere seconds.
But that opening cost Elijah because the man slipped free and using his hand, bashed his head against the wall. Elijah saw double vision and they were finally free of each other.
“That was cheating, teacher.” Elijah groaned, shaking his head to rid the black dots dancing around his vision.
“This was no duel,” His teacher reproved him, stepping forward, “Do you concede or do you want me to beat you up and bundle you back home?”
Using his strength to push himself into a kneeling position, Elijah said,” I need time,”
“That, you don’t have,” his teacher retorted.
“I have to rescue her!” Elijah shouted.
His teacher paused, his brow then arched, “It’s about a girl all this while?” he suddenly grinned, “You should have said so. Wait a minute – you said you need to rescue her? Is she in trouble? How do I help?”
Elijah climbed up to his feet with a heave, “You are not helping, I’ll handle my mess on my own,” He didn’t need an extra hand to mess things up.
“So who’s this lucky girl?”
“Well…” Elijah scratched his nose, “About that….” He suddenly grinned malevolently, “You said it’s not a duel,”
With an ominous feeling that made his hair stand on edge, his teacher hardly looked down before millions of volts went through his body and he dropped to the ground twitching from the shock.
“You got yourself a nice student, teacher,” Elijah muttered just before he went in to grab his things to look for another one of his safe houses to stay.
Unlike what his teacher thought, this wasn’t just about the girl anymore, this was a challenge to his dignity and reputation and he wasn’t going to back out of it.
May the best man win.
[Bonus chapter]Bathe You
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Mimi felt a dead weight around her waist when she finally stirred from sleep and the heated breath hitting her neck told her the position she was in as the memories of the night returned.
“Wonderful” She groaned, trying to move out of the snuggle but Victor was like an iron fortress and no matter how much she pushed, she couldn’t break free.
If anything, he groaned as if in protest and pulled her closer till her body was pressed flush against him and she noticed someone was experiencing morning wood.
“Oh no, no, no!” Her mind was beginning to panic especially when she felt the tent graze her from behind. She wasn’t ready for an early morning stimulation and definitely not from him.
Unlike last night where she was an emotional mess, Mimi’s head was clear now and she could make good decisions – like not pouncing on the good-looking devil lying behind her.
Mimi was still thinking shit when she felt a hand grope her breast and her eyes widened to the size of saucers.
“You little…!” Mimi was close to bursting out in anger – he promised this was an innocent gesture – when she heard him murmur sleepily, “So soft…”
…..
Mimi was dumbfounded, did he think her breast was a bread that he could squeeze into whatever he wanted? Gosh, she had never felt this violated.
Victor must have sensed his life was in danger because he finally stopped kneading that “bread”.
Mimi didn’t react, she just patiently waited while controlling her bloodlust and the moment when his arms felt lax, she managed to slip out of his embrace, using the pillow as a replacement. And the unsuspecting Victor brought it closer to his side.
Seeing that movement of bringing the pillow closer to his side, Mimi guessed he didn’t intend to touch her indecently and must have been sleepy or something. So her anger towards him lessened and she decided to wash up and leave before he woke, hopefully.
“Phew,” Mimi breathed in relief, moments after she soaked in the tub. The shower would have offered a quick bath and she’d be able to get out of Victor’s hair but the thought of relaxing in the tub was much more tempting – and sweet.
“Damn, life is good,” Mimi sighed, throwing her head back as the hot water soothed her tired body.
But then, life would be much better with Rhea by her side. The plan last night was a flop, at least, not a total flop – she got to know about Rhea’s well-being.
Her intention at first had been to know how Rhea was doing but like every human out there, she was no longer satisfied with the result. She needed to burst Rhea out and having learned from the plan gone wrong yesterday, she’d have to be very careful this time. But before that, she had a family to “visit”.
Mimi was still thinking when the partition was slid open – it had no lock – and in came Victor, the unexpected house owner. Mimi panicked immediately, she bet that asshole did it on purpose to see her naked – like he wanted to yesterday.
But those accusing thoughts skipped her mind the instant she looked up and froze. Holy shit.
She must be dreaming, Mimi thought as she stared up at the man dripping with sexual appeal. Victor trudged into the bathroom while rubbing his eye from sleep, and Mimi could only mutter, “Wow,” she was spellbound.
He was dangerously sexy with that rolled out of bed look – his brown curls were tousled and fell across his furrowed brow as he stood sleepy and frowning. There was a hint of a five o’clock shadow across his strong jaw and Mimi had no doubt he was equally lethal-looking with a beard.
But the most shocking part of it was that he abandoned his top and was only in his pajama shorts. Mimi suffered a nosebleed as her gaze fell on the ridges of his toned stomach, that was proof of him working out – even though she has never witnessed him during one. To her, Victor always seemed to be playing around and having a good time. But the evidence was here, his firm muscles.
This time around, her gaze focused on the deep V of his stomach and traveled down to the soft swirls of hair below his navel that trailed down till the waistband of his pajamas stopped the good show. Damn.
Was that disappointment, she sensed? God, something was wrong with her.
“There, you are!” Victor awakened her from her thoughts and that was when Mimi finally realized she had been trying to hide her nakedness from him.
“Shit!” She cursed, attempting to use the soap sud to cover her woman bits as much as possible. Not that Victor minded because he ambled over to her and squatted down, placing his chin on the rim of the bathtub with that grin that left her confused. Why does he make all this look innocent?
Damn, what kind of psychopath was she involved with?
“I thought the rabbit left the hole again,” He wriggled his brows at her, seeming to be in a good mood.
Mimi’s mouth hung open but she quickly composed herself and frowned at him, “What’s up with this intrusion? Can’t you see I’m bathing?”
“I know,”