Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
“It doesn’t work that way, Rhea. You call me a leader, but that’s not the truth, I’m a fucking boss and bosses go for the profit even at the detriment of their followers,” He said to her.
Rhea’s heart skipped a beat. Thanks to Lukas’s intimidating words, she began to wonder how foolproof her plan was.
He added, “And you seem to forget, I killed two of my men, why would I flinch over one more.”
…..
Rhea’s hands holding the gun became clammy while her stomach lurched. This was human lives they were talking about here, how could he be so casual about it.
Lukas went on when no reply came from her, “However if you’re so desperate to escape, I’ll give you a better option,”
Her gaze narrowed at him, what was he trying to do? What was his plan because Lukas didn’t hit her as a magnanimous person especially when it comes to matters regarding her freedom? It was case-sensitive.
Yet she still asked him, “And what exactly is that?”
“Take me instead,”
“What?!”
Apparently, Rhea was not the only one who screamed out her shock because that mystery woman beside him had quite a high pitch accompanied by deep murmurs from his underlings. She even felt Samuel stiffen.
But his men were the first people to recover from their shock. Like the soldiers they were, they had no say in the boss’ decision nor could they counter it.
“Are you kidding me?” Rhea found it hard to believe.
“Exactly, are you kidding me?!” The mystery woman butt into their conversation again and Rhea couldn’t help but wonder who she was to him because Lukas in question didn’t hit her as the type of person to take orders from that barbie. He was king alone in his domain.
Mystery woman faced him,” That fucking bitch has a gun and you’re volunteering to be her hostage instead?! Are you suicidal or what?!” She shouted at him.
Okie? Did that woman just call her a crazy bitch? Rhea was having a hard time trying to digest that information. Come to think of it, Rhea wondered if it was possible to substitute Samuel for that mystery woman because she was suddenly in the mood to show someone how crazy she could be.
Lukas pinched the space between his brows and said to Victor without even looking at him, “Take her out of here,”
“Gladly,” Victor let out a maniacal grin that told Clara she was not going to enjoy this ride at all.
“Y-yo-you! What are you doing?” Clara was fearful the moment Victor whirled upon her. She knew that jerk was going to torment her, it was his form of revenge for everything.
She turned to Lukas and tried to grab his sleeve but Victor had already grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her over his shoulder.
Clara moaned the moment her stomach hit Victor’s hard shoulder; he was not gentle at all. The breath was knocked out of her lungs and she couldn’t scream until they were already far away from the room. So her banshee-like screams posed minimal discomfort as Victor bounced along the way.
As soon as the “disturbance” was gone, Lukas turned to Rhea, “So what do you say?”
“Like I believe you,” Rhea sneered at him, “You’re stronger and in a better condition than Samuel, so you’re going to overpower me when I agree to the deal. Do you think I’m that stupid, Lukas?” She hissed at him.
“Of course, not,” Lukas answered seriously, “Which is why I’m giving you a way out. You’re courageous, I admire that,”
Rhea was taken aback by his confession. Hell! She was confused! He was offering to help her and praising her at the same time? She couldn’t read his intent anymore.
As if that wasn’t enough, Lukas lifted his shirt and got rid of every gun on him – and gave her a quick view of the hard muscles of his stomach.
Gosh, Rhea, focus!
Then his gaze fell on the cuffs around Samuel’s wrist, he looked back up at her and went on, “I’ve gotten rid of all the weapons on me but since you still don’t trust me, you can take off the handcuffs on Samuel and gladly restrain me. Then you can hold me hostage and you don’t have to worry about my men since you’re not an experienced shooter, a mistake and I’ll be dead in a heartbeat. In that case, they won’t shoot at you, my safety is their priority. So what do you say? Sounds like a good plan, isn’t it?”
Rhea’s mouth fell open at once, what was going on here? She was the victim here but Lukas was trying to turn her into the antagonist by offering to be a willing hostage?
Who does that?
A Trapped Animal
Lukas must be pulling her legs right now, Rhea thought at first at that suggestion. But when she glanced up at him, all she could see was his passive, get-down-to-business demeanor. He couldn’t be serious? She found that hard to believe.
Her tongue stuck out to lick her lower lips while she shifted uncomfortably on her feet. It was obvious to everyone in there that she was having a hard time coming to a decision.
Trust Lukas? That was the worst decision she could ever made. The last time she trusted him, she ended up being served on a platter of gold to Big Joe. But he did come back to save her, her inner mind argued.
Save her butt! He had only been there to use her to lure Elijah out – thankfully, he didn’t show off. Whenever Elijah was, Rhea hoped he hid well because she didn’t know what Lukas would do if he got her hands on him nor would she forgive herself if he was captured as a result of her mistake.
Rhea could take care of herself nor was Lukas going to keep her here forever. At a point, he would eventually get tired and give up on her – she just wished that day came sooner.
Her gaze roved around the room, weighing her pros and cons and she had to say, Lukas was right. Why would he care about a single assistant when he killed two in front of her the first time they met?
Not to mention this place was heavily guarded by his men who would gun her down before she even realizes it. Samuel would be the casualty loss and seemingly not a huge loss to the organization. So yeah, Lukas would make a better hostage.
“Fine,” Rhea accepted the offer and he gave her a smile that says she just made the right decision but she felt like she had just fallen into the lion’s den instead.
“First of all, tell your men to step back,” Rhea began the first step of her negotiation. This was time to see if Lukas meant half of what he just said.
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Lukas didn’t say a word, he just tilted his head and they understood the gesture and stepped back at once.
The room was originally spacious, but with their emergence, it felt small and cramped. She was currently standing opposite them, the bed the only thing separating them. With them stepping back, she could move freely now and confirmed that her command was well received.
“My hands are shaky, so move and you might die this time,” Rhea threatened Samuel, her gun pressed to his back as she took out the key with one hand and began to unlock the cuff.
The instant they fell off, Rhea used her feet to push it over to Lukas’s side. There was no way she was bending to pick that cuff else they take advantage of her vulnerable side.
The corners of Lukas’s mouth quirk when he bent to pick the cuff. Normally this would be seen as a huge disrespect to his reputation and a man of his caliber. However, he understood her reason for doing so, hence, instead of being furious at her disrespect, he respected her quick wits instead. You never show your back to an enemy!
However, that doesn’t mean she wouldn’t be punished and perhaps, he would have to teach her a few manners as well. Rhea was not a bird, she was a Phoenix; fiery and majestic. But her wings need to be clipped before she burns the whole world down.
While Lukas looked relatively calm on the surface, the truth was that he was an inferno of activity inside. He was thrilled; filled with excitement at the prospect of the fun they were about to have. Perhaps, if Rhea had seen beyond that surface level, she would have given up on her suicide plan.
“Put it on and make sure it’s properly worn because if I found out you’re lying to me, Lukas, you can kiss your assistant goodbye,” She warned him.
“Hold your horses, woman. I’m a man of my word,” Lukas grinned at her but she frowned down at him.