Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
Rhea.
No, it wasn’t her.
Her mother.
The resemblance was uncanny.
If Rhea dyed her hair brown and both of them walked on the street, mother and daughter would be mistaken for sisters instead. They looked almost the same, it was shocking.
What lasted like forever was only a moment and the man by her side pulled down her veil almost immediately as if realizing her face was revealed and pulled her into the car immediately.
“No, don’t go!”
Lukas extended his hand as if he could grab her if he reached out, but mere air greeted him and his brain resumed function. He took after them but even when he made it outside, it was only the dust in their wake and there was no sign of them.
“No! Shit! Fuck!” Lukas cursed, kicking his car in frustration.
For the first time he had hope, he saw a clue that could unravel the secrets that had been kept from him all these years.
But then Rhea’s mother?
What the hell was going on?
How was she related to his mother?
But it didn’t make sense, why was she running away? Why did she abandon Rhea? Why was she always running?
None of it made sense, it was confusing.
Lukas came here to get answers, but it seems he was left with more questions instead.
[Bonus Chapter] They Were Good Now
“I need to see Lukas,” Rhea said to Victor, who turned, honestly surprised to hear such a question from her.
“What a strange question,” Victor muttered. He was overseeing the duel playing out between the soldiers, hence his attention was divided.
“I’m serious, Victor.” Rhea breathed, hands on her hips. She went searching for Lukas after their big argument, but it seems he vanished into thin air. She tried calling but he was not picking up her calls and ignored her texts as well.
“Did the both of you fight?” Victor asked, dodging the opponent who threw the other to the ground.
“Kind of.” She ran her hand through her hair, “So do you know where he is?” She wanted to know, tired of searching for him all over.
“I don’t know, but I can find out.” Victor finally abandoned the fight and she breathed in relief.
He went to the corner and sat down on the bench, beginning to type a message that he said aloud, “Where are you, brother?”
Rhea watched him press the send button and relaxed.
He looked at her, “Depending on where he is and what he’s doing, Lukas might take time to reply. So I suggest you calm your tits and I’ll -” Victor was still saying when his phone beeped.
…..
“Or maybe not….” the lines on Victor’s face were drawn together as he read the message. He looked up at Rhea with an apologetic smile,
“He wants to know who’s asking?”
Rhea lifted her brow, “Really? He wants to do this right now?” she shut her eyes and took a deep breath.
Opening her eyes, Rhea instructed him, “Tell him then that it’s his over concerned girlfriend performing her rightful role after her dramatic boyfriend left her worried over his whereabouts!” She added under her breath, “But it seems I was concerned over nothing, after all.”
“Your girlfriend is asking,” Victor said aloud while typing as usual. There was no way on earth he could type down the whole of Rhea’s words.
Almost immediately, Lukas sent a response and Victor opened the message only to hesitate, looking between the text and Rhea uneasily.
“Well, what did he say?” Rhea demanded, her arms crossed on her chest.
“And Lukas says….” Victor licked his lips, “I’m currently balls deep, fucking the daylight out of Clara. At least, she wouldn’t lie straight to my face. Don’t expect me tonight, I’m busy.”
Rhea knew that Lukas was probably trying to get a raise out of her but pure jealousy still wrapped around her heart and she clenched her fists by her side. GOD HELPS HIM IF HE WAS REALLY FUCKING CLARA RIGHT NOW! SHE WOULD DESTROY THOSE DEEP BALLS OF HIM!
She began to laugh sarcastically. Her hysterical laughter was so loud that even the soldiers busy with their matches sensed something was up and halted whatever they were doing. If the boss and his woman were having a fight, then it was dangerous for them. In situations like this, there were bound to be casualty loss and none of them wanted to be the one. So they evacuated the room while there was still time.
“Then tell him,” Rhea said, after she was able to get a semblance of control, “If he’s balls deep in Clara as he claims, then he’s really doing a bad job of it since he has the time to type back.” She huffed.
And Victor did as she asked.
A response came.
“Lukas says you don’t have to worry, it’s a skill cultured men have and you’re just jealous because you haven’t experienced yet. If you don’t believe him, ask…. Me?” Victor scowled at the message. Really man?
Why was Lukas dragging him into their fight? No, he shouldn’t have answered Rhea’s request in the first place, now they’ve made him their middleman.
“I have no idea what he’s talking about?” Victor said defensively, his hands in the air when he saw the accusing stare Rhea was giving him
“Fine, tell Lukas to have fun all he wants. I’ll find other men to entertain me. He knows where to find me if he wants to talk. ” Rhea gave her final words and left.
But even she knew inwardly that having fun with his men was impossible. Because all of his soldiers were too scared of him to think of coming close to her.
Lukas was being childish right now. Sure, she lied to him, but Rhea didn’t mean to. This was exactly the reason she never wanted him to know. He’d kill Eijhah and that would be on her conscience. However, since he already knows, perhaps, they might be able come to an agreement where Elijah’s life is spared.
Contrary to what she told Lukas on the phone, Rhea didn’t have any fun at all. She stayed in the living room waiting for Lukas to come home. She didn’t want to move an inch so she doesn’t miss him.
Unfortunately, by nine in the night, Lukas still wasn’t home and she began to panic. Could it be that he was really with Clara?
No, that couldn’t be. Lukas loathed Clara. It was clearly a cunning plan to make her angry. Even the thought of Clara touching him not to talk of Lukas being balls deep inside of her filled Rhea with murderous intent.
Rhea had always chastised women who fought other women for their boyfriends or husbands, but now she could finally understand that feeling. Lukas was hers and no one was to lay a hand on her.