Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
Standing to her feet, Rhea walked into the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face since she still felt jittery from the dream. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and one thing was right, the fear in there was real. Perhaps, she should call Lukas after she is done, after all, it was night time and there should be news already.
Rhea couldn’t keep procrastinating anymore, she had to find out what happened. If Lukas married Clara in the end, then she would talk to him and figure things out with him. Yes, she would do just that, Rhea decided when she heard a noise in her room.
Her attention moved to the door while her brows furrowed together. Who got into her room? Was it Luca? Is he done with Leon already? Rhea couldn’t help but smile at what she did. Wait a minute, was he here to check up on her or inform her about Lukas? It was about damn time.
Without a second time, Rhea ran out of the bathroom, expecting to find Luca in her room with the good news, but when she arrived, there was nothing. Huh? That was weird. By chance, did he leave when he didn’t find her here? But knowing Luca, he would have caused a ruckus already if he suspected that she was missing.
Rhea looked at the floor and saw the cause of the noise earlier. It was the thick collection of interesting stories Leon had gotten her earlier in case she got bored. Both the stool she had placed it on and the books had fallen to the ground as if someone knocked into them by mistake.
Almost immediately, Rhea’s gaze shifted to the window, only to see that it was opened and the curtain was fluttering with the cool night breeze which was strange – she didn’t leave the window open. Her survival instinct kicked in and at that moment, Rhea knew that she wasn’t alone.
Someone was in here with her.
I Missed You Rhea
She had to act natural, Rhea couldn’t give out to the intruder that she had noticed his presence and at the same time, figure out what to do. It couldn’t be Lukas’s men, they wouldn’t sneak in through the window, but the door because they had been authorized to keep her safe.
Lukas had sent her here because he wanted to keep her safe from his father. And though he said Daniel couldn’t offend Leon, he didn’t exactly say this place was impenetrable. Rhea swallowed down thickly as she realized something, since her death couldn’t be traced back to him, had Daniel hired an assassin after her?
What was she going to do? She needed help and for the first time, she regretted living in such a spacious room. Before she would run to the door, the assassin would have killed her already. What was she going to do? It dawned on Rhea that she was on her own here.
With an exaggerated sigh, Rhea bent down and pretended to pick up the books, but in reality, her hearing was as sharp as a wolf and she was trying to find out where the assassin was hiding.
“I’m so sick and tired of being kept in here,” Rhea intentionally murmured with a huff, taking her time to raise the stool and pick the books one after the other.
The assassin finally moved, silently and swiftly, but Rhea heard it. When you learned how to steal from a bunch of thieves, you would discover that swiftness is a needed skill as well. Stealing in a crowd, a millisecond was enough to determine your life. She tensed up but Rhea willed her body to calm down.
If she panicked, she would end up dead. But if she could think clearly, she might be able to escape through that door on time and call for help. Hence, while Rhea was picking the book, her hand curled around a ballpen and hope surged in her heart. She would defend herself with it.
By the time Rhea stood up to her feet, she could feel the assassin from behind and the hairs on her back stood on edge. Without warning, Rhea whirled around with precision, aiming for his throat, but she was wrong. He knew she had the pen. Hence, when she lifted it to stab him, he grabbed her hand and stopped her.
Rhea grunted while struggling, however, she found out that he was too strong and tried to punch him, he was faster too and grabbed the other hand with his iron grip. He then lifted both of her hands above her head, while Rhea persisted like a fish out of water.
…..
She saw his face, and couldn’t recognize him. Rhea had not seen him anywhere, nor in Lukas’s army.
And for her to see an assassin’s face meant that he didn’t intend to keep her alive tonight. But then, Rhea was determined, she was not dying tonight.
So she headbutted him with all of her strength and he groaned, letting go of her. Kicking him right in the face, the force pushed him away and she saw that as an opportunity to run away. Rhea took to her heels and had just grabbed the doorknob only for him to pull her by the hair and she shrieked, however, he cupped her mouth so her scream wouldn’t get out.
“Don’t scream,” He warned into her ears, but Rhea had never been one to obey instructions, especially not from one planning to end her life.
Rhea bit his palm and he let go instantly, but the moment she let out a shout, his hand palmed her mouth again. For an assassin, he wasn’t showing any killing intent, Rhea found out, however, she was not staying to find out why.
But in the process of fighting against him, the assassin missed his footing and fell. Unfortunately, since he held on to Rhea tightly, it meant that the both of them fell to the ground with Rhea on top of him.
By the time Rhea recovered from the fall, she was confused about what was going on. The assassin was a strange one. And then, she looked down into his eyes out of sheer curiosity and froze.
No way.
Those electric blue eyes stared right back at her and it hit her, the only person she had seen with that special kind of eyes.
Elijah.
That moment of hesitation from Rhea was all the opening Elijah needed. He rolled the both of them so that he was on top of her while she was beneath him on the floor.
Eyes wide and realizing the kind of ambiguous position the both of them were in, Rhea tried to push him away, but Elijah was faster and pinned both hands above her hands. He overpowered her and she couldn’t escape.
“You! What are you -?!”
The rest of the words were swallowed because Elijah claimed her lips in a kiss.
What the hell? Rhea was horrified by the act, but there was nothing she could do as Elijah kissed her hungrily as if he waited so long for this. When she clamped her teeth together and refused to let him in, Elijah bit on her lower lips and almost drew blood had she not whimpered loudly.
His tongue then slipped into her mouth and kissed her demandingly and passionately. Rhea tried hard to not feel, but she was fighting a losing battle. Elijah was her ex and she didn’t realize until now, that there were still some lingering feelings left. Hence, she couldn’t fight the lust for long and found herself kissing him back.
Rhea was transported to the past when it was just the both of them and things were perfect between them. Her now free hands dug into his hair and pulled hard as she kissed him hard and he moaned.
Bang!
The sound of the moan reminded her of Lukas and it suddenly hit Rhea what she was doing. Oh no, she broke up the kiss and the both of them came up for air. While Rhea had a bewildered look on her face as to what just happened, Elijah’s was filled with nothing but adoration.
He traced her face with his hand happily as he said,
“I missed you so much, Rhea.”
Rhea gulped, what has she done?
Every Choice Comes With A Cost
“Get off me!” Rhea pushed him off her when she realized the misleading position the both of them were in.
Thankfully, Elijah let her go and Rhea was able to stand up to her feet. Her lips were swollen and still tingling from the kiss the both of them shared – which was a huge mistake. She must have lost her mind for a moment there. Everything had taken her by surprise. But that doesn’t excuse the fact that she had kissed Elijah and cheated on Lukas. The guilt was beginning to gnaw at her conscience.
Hence, when Elijah took a step toward her, Rhea stepped back instantly as if he was dangerous. Elijah noticed the action and frowned.
“I am not going to hurt you,”
“I never thought you would hurt me,” Rhea told him, yet made sure that there was still that distance between them.
However, Elijah didn’t believe her, and said, “Why are you acting cautiously in front of me then?” He scrutinized her body language and she seemed distant. If anything, Rhea seemed wary of his presence.
When he thought of the both of them meeting again, Elijah had thought she would be joyous to see him, not this. He didn’t like the current look Rhea was giving him – as if he was a burden that she couldn’t wait to offload.
Rhea took a deep breath before wetting her lower lips and looked up at Elijah, saying, “I’m just making sure that we don’t cross the line, that’s all.”
“What do you mean by that?” Elijah asked, taking a step forward.
