Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
“Not until you listen to me,” Lukas gave her a condition.
Rhea laughed sarcastically, “Why do I need to listen to anything you say? The relationship between the both of us ended that day you let them take them. So don’t come spilling your crocodile tears and remorse on me because it’s late, save your tears for another day,” She said harshly, not giving a care if she hurt her feelings in the process. He hurt enough of her feelings already, it was time he received a taste of his own medicine.
Rhea then tried to push him away but Lukas wouldn’t budge one bit, and that irritated her greatly.
“Get off me!” She said through gritted teeth.
“I don’t need you to forgive me, just don’t ignore me,” He pleaded with her.
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“Exactly,” Rhea laughed cruelly, “That is what I would love to do the most,”
“Rhea…”
His soft expression was annoying to look at. He was not going to break her defenses at all. She refused to let him in the second time. Fool her once, shame on you; fool her twice, shame on her.
“Fine, we’d talk, just get off me,” She pleaded with him for Christ’s sake, her frantic gaze still checking out the door.
Surprisingly, he obeyed.
Lukas of all people let her up without any argument. That was a surprising change?
Rhea sat up at once, straightening out the crease in her wedding dress. She composed herself and was only unable to control the flush in her cheek.
Clearing her throat and sitting with her back straight and her demeanor cautious, she asked, “What do you want us to discuss?”
If only he had a change of mind and was here to rescue her, that would be so great. But knowing Lukas, Rhea could tell that her wish was as good as nothing.
“Did you receive any news from Elijah?”
That question drained every color in Rhea’s face. She began to panic and even though she tried her best to hide it, her hands couldn’t help but shake. So she had to fold them together on her laps.
She glanced up at Lukas coldly, ” You sent me to the lion’s den, how would I know about Elijah?”
But Lukas shook his head in disagreement, “No, you do know something else you wouldn’t be chewing on your bottom lips nor would you feel antsy right now,”
The expression on Rhea’s face was frozen from shock. Of course, Lukas was good at micro-expression recognition as well. Was there nothing he wasn’t good at?
“He plans to bust you out today, eh? ” It was more of a question than a statement.
“You think whatever you want?” Rhea said, throwing her face the other way. He must be crazy to think that she would betray Elijah for him. She didn’t do it then, why would she now?
“You might be doing Elijah a big favor by telling me what you know…” He breathed, “It would make it easy for him,”
Rhea stood up from her seat and walked over to where Lukas stood. She snorted, “As if you would ever catch him,” That was a big joke.
Nobody comes to Elijah.
Elijah comes to them.
Lukas was not pissed off by her audacity, if anything, he was challenged. And like every challenge, he had to meet up with it.
“No,” He corrected her, “I stand higher chances of capturing him now that I have you….” Lukas said, reaching out to caress her cheeks and Rhea tried her best not to dwell on the thrill that ran down her spine.
That felt good as much as she resented it. Her body has a thing for betraying her when Lukas is involved. Damn it! She can’t repeat a second mistake with him.
“He’s concerned about you so he’d surely make mistakes that I can trace back to him,” Lukas seems to be interested now in her face, his thumb brushing over her soft cheeks without stopping.
Rhea’s gaze narrowed, she was contemplating Lukas’s words and the audacity!
“If you can lead Elijah to me…” His caress now moved down to her neck and her breath hitched, the thrills having increased. He brushed over her collarbone with the lightest of touch, almost feather-like, but what made her shiver most was the look in his eyes.
When Lukas looked at her, it was all-consuming, ranging on the bother line of fear and excitement. He looked at her like she was the best thing he has ever laid his eyes on and that look alone, made heat pool in between her legs. She was tempted to fall under the charm of his beautiful gray eyes.
He went on, “I’ll make sure this marriage never happens. You should know I never go back on my deals,”
Rhea’s gaze widened, he can set her free from Big Joe? But what he was asking her to do was to betray Elijah. But then she wouldn’t have to marry that short ginger called Big Joe and be happy for once – at the detriment of Elijah who tried to help her.
Moreover, even if she wanted to help him, there was no way to communicate with Elijah. He was the one that communicated with her unless Lukas wanted her to betray him after he must have rescued her today. Unfortunately, that was a huge no in that case; she wasn’t the type of person to pay one’s kindness with betrayal.
Rhea said to him, “Shove that favor up your ass,”
“Very well then,” His amusement was mirthless, “I gave you the easy way but you made your choice. We’ll see.”
Almost immediately, the door pulled open and the both of them broke apart from each other, an awkward silence descending in the room.
Cassie came in only to stop short upon seeing them. She looked between the both of them noticing the tension before clearing her throat as she announced, “It’s time to walk down the aisle, bride,”
Rhea gulped.
Should she consider the offer?
His Bestie
Mimi made no plans of coming to the base today. Even though she termed Charlie’s death an act of self-defense and him leaving this world, a big favor to humanity, she still woke up screaming in the middle of the night from terror.
She didn’t have just one nightmare but many that kept her up all night. By the time the morning came, she was physically drained with dark circles around her eye.
Her mother was concerned over her state of health and thankfully attributed it to the illness she feigned having previously.
“The drugs don’t seem to be working,” Hannah nagged, and after Mimi promised to visit the hospital later, she finally let her be.
Her mother prepared Victor’s breakfast as usual and so far Mimi had no idea what to do with it. Mimi didn’t want to set afoot at that mansion knowing that would only trigger the memories she was trying to get over.
Sadly, the thing about death is that you needed time to get over it and time wasn’t what she had on her hands.
Mimi was still thinking of ways to send the food to Victor when a message came into her phone.