Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
“I’m telling you the truth! I was only joking around earlier. Lukas and I are very careful.” She laughed to cover up her nervousness. Being careful her butt! Lukas doesn’t even know the word, “protection.”
Keep up the good work, Rhea, she sarcastically told her lying self. God knows she was toast if it turned out otherwise. But she had no reason to get worried anyway, after all, she and Lukas had been trying to conceive the past months all to no avail. And she was beginning to have a feeling there was a problem with her. Not that Lukas would admit.
Even her careful friend, Mimi got pregnant easily. Although all bodies were not the same and there were many factors to consider, there was nothing, despite Lukas’s “great” effort. However, what Rhea couldn’t understand was why her mother was against her getting pregnant for Lukas. She thought they were good now.
“Good,” Natalie was able to relax after the intense scrutiny. She said to Rhea, “Things are messed up at the moment and it’s not a good time for you and Lukas to think about having a child with the conflict looming over both families. Aside from that, if Lukas values you, he would seek your hand in marriage the proper way, and then both of you can start a family legitimately. I’ll kill him if he dares knock my daughter up, do you get me?”
“Of course, I get you.” Rhea had a smile the entire time even though she was dying inwardly. At this point, she hoped a miracle doesn’t happen. Perhaps she and Lukas should have thought more about the situation at hand before going in. Rhea became anxious for strange reasons.
“What are you standing there for? Aren’t you going to bed?” Natalie roused her from her thoughts.
“O-of course…” Rhea stammered, about to leave when it suddenly came to her. She suddenly said to her, “I need your help,”
“You need my help?” Natalie was surprised and grateful at the same time. She liked the fact that her daughter was beginning to get comfortable with her enough to ask for favors.
She sat up straight, “What is it?”
“I want to learn how to use a gun.”
“What?!” That was not the favor she was expecting.
“You said it yourself, favor looms around and I at least have to be able to take care of myself, don’t you think so? You guys can’t protect me forever.” She said, without going into details about the threat upon her life. Rhea didn’t want to panic her mother else she restricts her freedom more in a bid to protect her.
Natalie thought over it and she was right. Her daughter needed to learn how to protect herself from bad people.
“Fine, we’d begin training tomorrow.”
“We?” Rhea pointed out.
“I’ll take you on that.”
“You?” Rhea had to stifle her laughter. Was her mother kidding her? She didn’t believe her mother was good enough to teach her.
Natalie noticed her expression and didn’t say anything, but her wry expression said it all. Rhea didn’t believe in her. But then, she would show her that she didn’t survive her hellish years on luck alone.
“See you tomorrow then,”
Rhea shivered slightly when she saw the dark glint in her mother’s eyes. Did she say something wrong?
Get Away From Winters
“Boss,”
Lukas tore his eyelids open and set his gaze on the person who woke him up and was not exactly pleased. He recognized him, it was one of his men, but Lukas didn’t appreciate the fact he just disrupted his beauty sleep.
He had worked all night and returned to the base early morning. Thanks to his spending time with Rhea lately, he had neglected much of his duties and had to take care of them before they became a problem. Victor has been doing a good job of covering up for him, but it was only a matter of time before negligence like this starts to get noticed and poses a problem.
He was the boss and has to make appearances to solidify his position. People would often assume that his position was easy and begin to get ideas when they see him slacking off – and believe he wasn’t worthy of that position. Lukas had to tighten his control and stomp out every fire before it gets out of control.
Hence, it was a long and tough night – fighting and torturing – and he needed to rest. However, it was obvious fate had other plans for him.
“What is it?” He asked, his voice etched with tiredness and a bit of annoyance.
“There is this person that wants to see you?”
Lukas breathed, “Does he have an appointment?”
“No.”
…..
“Is he someone important?”
“No, it’s a young man, boss.”
“I’m not in the mood to entertain kids, and you can tell him this is not a playground,” Lukas dismissed him, closing his eyes to continue his sleep from where he stopped.
“He says he has something urgent to tell you and that you’d recognize him by his name.”
Lukas groaned, wiping his palm down his face and erasing every trace of sleep from his face.
He asked, “What’s his name?”
“Akim. He claims he’s a prince and that he needs your help.”
Hearing those words made Lukas’s brows furrow at one. Nothing good could ever come out of anyone asking for his help. It was always a favor that required him to do something dangerous. Moreover, why didn’t the brat go to his pompous uncle, Niklaus Spencer? Either this was some sort of sick joke and a trap or something was seriously up.
“Fine. Let him in then, I’ll meet him downstairs.”
Lukas had no choice but to stand up to his feet and go into the bathroom where he brushed and washed up as quickly as he could before going down quietly, hands in his pocket.
He didn’t make his presence known and spotted Akim before he could see him, taking the time to study him. His appearance looked rugged as if he was involved in a scuffle before coming here. His hair was ruffled and he kept tapping his feet impatiently against the floor as if he couldn’t wait to see him?
As if the Akim sensed his gaze on him, he turned and their eyes connected. Lukas frowned when he saw his red, swollen eyes as if he had been crying all night and that made him nervous for strange reasons. The last time he saw him, the boy took off with Winters.
Winters….
Lukas felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach when he thought of her. He was a quick study and over the years, he has learned how to read the atmosphere in a room. And right now, his instincts were loud and clear, something happened. Not to mention, the boy didn’t exactly know how to hide the emotions on his face and the grief was raw.
No way.
Akim didn’t wait for Lukas to come to him. He already began to walk over to Lukas with tears streaming down his face while the mob boss’ feet stood rooted to the ground.
“Lukas…” Akim cried out when he got close enough to him, but Lukas wasn’t there to comfort him because he grabbed him by the shirt and hitched him up, growling in his face.
“Where is she?!”
“I-I don’t know…” Akim answered and Lukas’s stomach churned.