Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
Moreover, a narcissist like Daniel believes he is superior to others and can only spend time with or be understood by equally special people. He has no use for Angelica, so what could have possibly brought the both of them together if it wasn’t to threaten her?
“How did I get to know her?” Daniel thought over it, “I was only concerned about you when my son of all people frequented your home and I thought something must be up. As a concerned father, I decided it was right that the adults meet up and discuss the future of their children,” He smiled, “Who knew that your mother would be an interesting personality?”
“Don’t you dare lay a hand on my mother?! She has nothing to do with any of this!” Adele hissed at him.
Daniel chuckled, “Who said anything about harming such a beautiful woman? I’m merely extending an olive branch to you, Adele.” He said it as if he was doing her a huge favor.
Adele clenched her jaw shut, realizing just how annoying Daniel was and the fact Lukas deserved an award for surviving him all these years. The man had a talent for getting under one’s skin.
“Also,” Daniel continued, “I have to say that I’m disappointed in you. I let you stay by my son’s side because you were strong-willed and there was this fire in you to succeed. But I don’t see that anymore.”
He clicked his tongue in disapproval,
“I guess you would give up everything to be a mother to your children, your career sunken down to the bottom of nothingness all because you can’t give up a guy who used you and knocked you up with quadruplets. What a record.” The sarcasm was deep in his tone.
Daniel’s seat squeaked as he stood up,” I guess this is the end then. Have a nice day.”
“Wait -!” Adele exclaimed, her hand stopping halfway when she realized she was about to touch him.
“What?” Daniel rolled his eyes, tired of this drama. He was a busy man, you know.
Adele lifted her head, asking unsure, “You are not going to kill him, right?”
Daniel’s lips curled up, “I only believe in a fair trial.”
Motivating Her Daughter
“Holy mother of God!” Rhea fell from her bed when the blaring of the alarm startled her from her sleep.
Groaning, she lifted herself from the floor with a great effort. Annoyance shot through her as she wondered who would play such an unkind prank on her. However, her eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets when she saw her mother standing in the middle of her room with a handheld megaphone raised in the air.
“Get off the bed bitch and get ready to rumble!” She sounded the alarm once again and Rhea groaned miserably, shielding her ears from the noise as she wondered what demon possessed her mother. The woman standing before her was not her.
Natalie was wearing a crop top and joggers and paired it with converse. Her brunette hair was pulled back into a ponytail and from her look, it was obvious that she was ready to work out unlike her lazy daughter, Rhea who climbed back into her bed and nuzzled into the warmth of her duvet cover to her disappointment.
“Rhea….” The woman called her name only to get a sleepy grunt in response. It was barely six in the morning, why was her mother bothering her? Rhea prayed someone would send her away; she didn’t want to wake up.
“You said you wanted to learn how to use a gun, how would you handle that with your miserable form? You’re weak and you need to make yourself stronger!” Natalie pointed out.
But then, all her motivational speeches fell on deaf ears because her daughter muttered incomprehensible nonsense and fell deeper into sleep.
Hand on her waist, Natalie released a sigh. It seemed that she was the only one who had been over-excited about this training.
…..
Rhea gave her no other choice because Natalie dropped the megaphone by the side and went over to her daughter’s bed. She grabbed Rhea’s ankle and began to pull her down while her daughter stubbornly held onto her sheet till she ended up falling hard on the ground once again, tangled in the sheet.
“Mom!” Rhea cried out. Can’t a girl get her beauty sleep around here?!
“Get your ass off that floor, you are the one who called for the training!” She scolded her.
“Fine, I cancel it! Let me have my sleep instead,” Rhea didn’t care anymore. Nobody told her that she would have to wake up before six in the name of training.
Watching Rhea cling to the sheet left Natalie dumbfounded. She thought the girl would be a hard worker like her, who knew she was merely a lazy ass. But that was until an idea hit her and she put it into action immediately.
Natalie snorted, “I wonder what Lukas would think if he saw you lazying around.”
And it worked like magic because Rhea’s eyes snapped open at once.
Natalie continued, pulling out her phone, “Perhaps I should take a picture of his hardworking girlfriend and send -“
And just like the Flash, Rhea was up to her feet.
“I’m up!” Rhea announced to her mother.
She then walked over to the woman and bribed her with a peck on the cheek, “Why are you being like this, Mrs. Draven? We, women, should be on each other’s side.” Rhea took the phone from her mother’s hand and slid it back into the pocket of her pants, grinning sheepishly.
“You just give me five minutes to brush …” She saw her mother’s disapproving gaze, “Make that three minutes then.” Rhea disappeared into the bathroom to begin brushing already.
But as soon as the door closed behind her, Natalie’s serious look vanished and she burst into laughter, cupping her mouth with her palm at the last minute. At least she has found something or rather someone she could use to “motivate” her daughter – Lukas ended up being useful to her in the end.
When Rhea told her mother she wanted to learn how to use a gun, she didn’t know it entailed her running around the property that early morning. She thought they would go straight to the shooting range and bam! Bam! She would start her training.
Unfortunately, Natalie claimed that she wasn’t just going to learn how to use a gun but to protect herself overall from the bad guys, and right now, her form was too weak. She needed to be light on her feet, sadly, staying at home and eating soups the past week had supplied her with crazy amounts of calories and fat.
However, that was not a problem because Rhea maintained a healthy BMI and what Natalie wanted to do was hone her reflexes. And she was doing that by jogging?
“Hey!” Natalie scolded Rhea when she logged behind her, “Are you the older one here or me? How do I run better than you then?”
“Exactly, I wonder,” Rhea answered, breathing heavily. The woman should have just contested for the Olympics. God, she was so tired. They have been running for an hour.
“Well…” Natalie said coyly, tugging the lock of hair that escaped the bind to the back of her ear, “I was once a member of the girls scout when I was younger and earned the gold award for my talents and showing extraordinary heroism.”
Rhea scoffed, was her mother showing off in front of her right now? Unbelievable! Perhaps, that must have fueled her desire to win because Rhea gained on her in the next round and she rejoiced by the time it was over.
“Give it up for the younger generation!” Rhea celebrated her win, wriggling her butt at her mother in sheer mockery.
But then, Rhea should have really been watching during her short celebration because she didn’t notice the huge animal dropping in her way – even though Natalie noticed it and kept quiet – only to slip on it.
Honestly speaking, Rhea didn’t even understand what happened until she found herself on the ground with her breath knocked out of her lungs. The next she saw was her mother, Natalie hovering over her with a smirk.
She sassed, “Yeah, the short-sighted younger generation.”
How To Use A Gun
Rhea spent time washing up in the bathroom after getting rid of her ruined sneakers and walking back to the main house barefooted. If there was one thing mobsters enjoyed, it was having a spacious residence and Draven’s family property stretched for miles with acres of empty land.
It was a private property with lots of hidden traps and no one dared to trespass without the fear of losing a limb. The Draven reputation precedes them so even the daredevils looking for a thrill don’t cross the property.