Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
This was the perfect opportunity.
As if Lukas knew what was on her mind, their eyes connected at that moment.
“No, don’t!” He warned her.
That fell on deaf ears.
Unlike Rhea who took off immediately, Lukas couldn’t chase after her because he was pinned down by Samson.
No one was getting her this time, Rhea decided as she flew down the flights of stairs. She didn’t look back knowing that would be the moment she fails – she can’t let fear cripple her.
…..
The situation was kind of familiar, no, more than familiar considering Rhea couldn’t recall the number of times she found herself in scenarios like this one.
Was it before she was sold off to the Red Giant or while she was captured by Lukas or during the short time with Elijah and then back into the waiting arms of the Red giant?
Thinking about it now, she has been running for over a month. When was she going to get her deserved rest? Would she even get one?
Perhaps, because it was still quite early in the morning with the sun trying to appear above the eastern horizon, Rhea didn’t encounter many hindrances in her way aka his guards.
However, with the racket from upstairs that suggested Lukas coming after her, it wouldn’t be long before she’d be outnumbered so she had to hurry.
Rhea was determined not to get caught this time. She was not a commodity that was moved from one gang to the other. She had fucking rights!
The first man came at her or rather Rhea was the one that lunged at him, pushing him out of her way before he had the chance to recover and come after her. He crashed right into a corner of the foyer, falling some vases and valuable items with him.
With another one down, Rhea successfully made it outside and would have taken advantage of the garage had it not been locked with an input code she had no clue about.
There were some cars parked on the lawn but there was no time to break into one with the noise getting increasingly close to her.
So she moved ahead.
Rhea was not stupid to go through the entrance knowing that would be equivalent to delivering herself on a platter of gold to Lukas. There was one other exit she could easily access if she was fast enough.
The garden.
She was confident about scaling the walls and getting out of this place.
So even when her lungs burned and she desperately needed air, Rhea didn’t stop.
Rhea had gone through worst; sold off by her family to pay off a debt she has no partaking in; separated from the love of her life; she was almost raped; almost suffocated to death by a good pretender; and almost killed by the boyfriend of the good pretender who is also the same asshole that nearly raped her.
So yeah, oxygen deprivation was nothing compared to the need to survive.
However, she discovered something disturbing on the way. She ran across two of Lukas’s soldiers but they made no effort to chase after her which was kind of weird. Instead, they looked tense and ready for…..?
Ready for what exactly?
Then she heard it.
No, Rhea felt him before she even saw him running towards her. There was this deadly tangible aura around Lukas that couldn’t be ignored. Almost as if he was death himself and anything he stepped on or touched withered. And yeah, she broke her rule of not looking back.
Rhea stared back and saw Lukas coming after her like an angry bull; he was all alone. It finally made sense why the guards didn’t stop her, he commanded them to stand down because she was his prize.
Like a fucking alpha wolf, he wanted to claim her to show off his authority and dominance! The idea didn’t thrill Rhea at all. She was not his conquest for crying out loud.
Rhea started losing momentum and she couldn’t tell if it was because she was tired or the fact she was fighting a losing battle. She was a cornered animal, Rhea realized to her dismay.
The garden was in her view now but just like Moses who saw the promised land flowing with milk and honey and couldn’t step in it, Rhea was tackled to the ground. He was to blame for this large stretch of land else she would have reached her destination already.
Thanks to the momentum, both of them fell to the ground and rolled along the slope. But even during that moment, Lukas absorbed much of the fall to protect her.
Rhea didn’t care one bit because she showed her appreciation by throwing her fist at his face.
“Oww!” Lukas groaned, letting her go.
Rhea quickly rose to her feet, her target was still the garden. But Lukas grabbed her from behind and yanked her against his hard chest.
“No, let me go!” Rhea screamed at the top of her voice, driving her elbows right into his stomach as hard as she could.
“Ooof!” Lukas felt the air leave his lungs yet he still held on with one hand to her frustration. Why was he so clingy? Why couldn’t he let go of her for christ’s sake!
Rhea turned this time with cruel intention, lifting her knees to aim for his crotch knowing a kick there would disarm him long enough for her to get away.
But Lukas guessed that move – she was slow and predictable – and deflected the kick. He recovered and pulled her close to his body once more while she struggled furiously.
“Calm down!” He said to her into her ears.
“Calm down my ass! Go f*ck your mother!” Rhea cursed out.
His demeanor changed immediately.
Too Big A Distraction
She messed up, didn’t she?
Rhea realized that at the last minute after Lukas went incredibly still, his face was void of expression yet his arm around her waist tightened with so much strength she couldn’t help but cry out in distress, he was crushing her bones.
At that moment she suspected that Lukas was capable of snapping her neck before she saw it happening with the ferocity in his eyes. There was a dangerous aura pulsating out of him and though she couldn’t see it, the goosebumps rising on her back were enough evidence.
Without warning, he suddenly yanked her hair back and she yelped, striving to be free but he twisted her arms behind her back. When Lukas stroked them through, smoothing the strands, Rhea was expecting a vicious grip.
But he surprisingly tilted her head, his hand closing around her neck she was sure he was tempted to break. Yet his hand caressed her neck instead, sending tingles that didn’t settle well with her. What was he doing?
Before Rhea had the chance to ask what he was doing, Lukas said to her,
“That was the wrong thing to say,” There was an edge to his voice. His breath tickled her ear and sent a shiver through her. It was almost as if he was intentionally holding back.