Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
Why should he save it? Because he’s Lukas. What was so special about Lukas anyway? Because he’s Daniel’s son? Richardo didn’t exactly care and wouldn’t be one of those who fawned over the bastard all because he was born into a position of power. Richardo knew he would perform better than Lukas If he was born into the Luciano family instead of him. It was only a matter of luck and circumstance.
Hence, jealousy and envy overwhelmed his initial fear. He loathed Lukas! Loathed his existence! Who gave him the right to be the protagonist of this story? All these thoughts went through Richardo’s mind as the call rang on. He stared down at the number, even if he was woken up from a night of sleep, he would be able to recognize it with his eyes closed.
He missed the call.
Ricardo was tempted to call back and proved that he wasn’t scared of him. Lukas must think that he has him on a leash now that he lost everything, but that wasn’t the case. A man with nothing has no fear. He has nothing to lose anymore. And that meant that he was willing to go to great threats to destroy his life.
So he was about to press the call button when his phone rang again and his finger simply hovered over the screen. It was Lukas. Richardo couldn’t help but wonder why he was so eager to speak to him. Could it be that this was a trap? What if Lukas was trying to track him down through this call?
No, he refuses to fear Lukas. What’s the worse that he could do anyway? So he answered the call.
“Lukas…” Richardo hissed. Knowing that his arch nemesis was alive, even after going all out to end his life didn’t sit well with him. Had he known that he would lose everything after all, he would have gone to that meeting and the both of them would go down together. He would have made sure of it.
…..
“What a surprise, you’re still alive. I must say that I’m quite taken by your resilience. It’s not every day that I get to see such a rare talent like you,”
Even though it was a compliment for surviving today’s incident, Richardo knew that it didn’t come from his heart and that angered him. Who gave him the right to mock him?
He didn’t interrupt and let Lukas continue. He said, “Even those without talents know not to run away from a battle but then, it must be my fault for having much expectation for a coward like you. You might have talent, but you’re trash and need to be scraped away,”
At this point, Lukas was no longer sugarcoating his words, he was out rightly mocking him. Richardo’s fist curled at his side, his knuckle turning white while he held the phone tightly to his ear.
“Yes, you’re right. I was a coward for running away,” He admitted, “But don’t you think you’re a bit childish to call and insult me.”
Richardo snorted, licking his lower lips, “To be honest, I thought you were calling to threaten and tell me how much you’d enjoy killing me?”
That was what Richardo hoped for. He expected Lukas would rain threats on him, at least that way, he would be satisfied to know that he suffered losses too. But instead, Lukas came to taunt his shortcoming and pick on him. He simply can’t be the only one suffering.
“Is that so?” Lukas said before bursting into laughter. The sound of his rich laughter was like a billion daggers digging into Richardo’s heart. Lukas shouldn’t be this happy, no, not after what happened – even his cousin was shot. He should be raging mad at him, that was the emotion Richardo wanted from him.
“But don’t you think it’s hilarious threatening a dead man on the phone? ” Lukas said, and he gulped.
He continued, “I think that’s stupid. Why should I threaten a man that would be dead in my hands soon if the Bratva doesn’t get to him first? You might escape me, but you actually don’t think that you would escape them, right? I don’t remember the Bratva being as patient or cultured as I am. “
Hearing the name of the Russian Mafia sent a shiver down his spine and his hand holding the phone trembled. Richardo ran his hand through his hair and was grateful Lukas wasn’t here to see him full of anxiety.
“You’re right that the Bratva wouldn’t let me alone, but on the bright side, your cousin Victor is dead before me,” He sneered,” I think you should send your last words to him through me and who knows I might be able to relay the message to him when we meet in hell.”
Ricardo knew that he touched a sensitive part when Lukas didn’t respond for a while. Although it was a guess on his part, it seems to be true. Was Victor really dead? Richardo had been trying to preserve his life during the chaos, but he had seen that shot and there was no way Victor would survive that.
He began to laugh. Richardo’s laughter became so loud and hysterical that tears even escaped his eyes and they echoed across the wall. Did Victor really die? Lukas finally lost his right-hand man and cousin. Was that why he called him? To let out the burning rage in his heart by belittling him? Good thing he knows the truth now. In the end, his dream came true. He did not suffer alone.
Lukas was suffering too.
She Was Willing To Love Him
He was happy that his men shot down Victor and he wished that his dear cousin was dead. fury seethed through Lukas at the sound of that bastard’s laughter. Although Victor was not yet dead, his case was critical and there was a high chance he would not make it through the night. And that fear alone made Lukas harden his heart. His jaw was clenched and his teeth ground together.
The bastard said to him after he was done with his laughing fit, “You might have won this round, but you lost someone close to you. At least I managed to land a scratch on you.” He mocked him.
“You’re right, I was careless and lost my beloved cousin,” Lukas did not attempt to correct the impression that Victor was dead and went along with his games. Sometimes the most satisfying revenge was the truth. Richardo would be more devastated to learn that the victim he assumed was dead, was alive and kicking – and that was why Victor needed to survive this. He can’t die. It would be a huge shame.
Lukas said, “I am unlike you who has lost everything and everyone that mattered to you….. or maybe not everyone.” He smirked before adding, “You still have Macy.”
There was a brief silence on Richardo’s side as if it just hit him that his lover had been spared from the chaos, unlike his father who had been killed.
“I don’t know whether it’s intentional or not, but I guess I should thank you for keeping her alive. Or perhaps you just don’t have the heart to kill her because of your history. I know it all, Lukas.” He wasn’t even grateful.
Lukas burst into laughter only for his tone to turn serious the next minute as he said, “If you knew me too well, then you should have accepted my gift while I was still being nice.”
He added, “Enjoy your time with Macy, Richardo. I wish both of you happiness forever.” And that was it, Lukas hung up on him.
However, that was not all because as soon as Lukas ended that call, he called up another number as soon as he was done. As soon as the call connected, he gave out a command.
…..
“Do it now.”
And he ended the call too.
It wouldn’t save Victor from dying nor make him – Lukas – feel better, but he liked to pay back with the same measure – if not worse. Slipping his phone back into the pocket of his pants, Lukas let out a long deep breath. It has been a long night and he was dead tired, but he couldn’t leave here, not without getting good news about Victor.
“Lukas?!”
He heard Rhea calling for him and composed himself at once. She cannot know that he was weary. His fatigue was his problem to deal with, not hers.
Since he was around the corner, Lukas answered, “I’m here.”
Rhea was quick to locate him and he put on a smile for her immediately.
“What are you doing here? Are you done with your test? I couldn’t find your doctor, nor were you around in the examination room?” She questioned him with her eyes narrowed in suspicion.
Lukas couldn’t help but smile, sometimes she was too observant for her good. He simply drew her into his arms, albeit gently, and hugged her. He affectionately rubbed his face on hers before burying her face into her neck and murmuring, “I’m good. I simply need rest and pain relievers.”
Rhea shivered upon the contact of his heated lips on her skin, but she pushed the feelings to the back of her mind. This was not the time for it.
She slowly entangled herself from his hold causing his eyebrows to furrow slightly, but said to him, “You need to go and have a rest.”
“You want me to return home?”
“Exactly. You heard the doctor, Lukas. You need a break and you don’t look good either. You need to rest, my mother and I and Ezra can take care of the rest. “
“I am not stepping a foot out of here until I’m sure Victor is out of the operating room and well.”
“Lukas -!”
“It’s final.”