Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
“And I’m sorry,” She answered.
“Nah, it’s your presence that matters.” He added, “But then, if you want to make it up to me, just kiss it better.”
“You mean your chest?”
“I mean my lips.”
Rhea lifted a brow, she could see where this was headed.
“Your lips are not injured. Usually, we kiss the injured area to make it better.” She told him
“According to science, the lips have more than a million different nerve endings, making it one of the most sensitive parts of our body. In one word, I think your generosity would be much more expressed on my lips.”.
Rhea stared at Lukas, dumbfounded. Then she snorted a laugh. His shamelessness was unrivaled. She then climbed onto his bed, lying on her side with her arm propping her head. Lukas then turned to his side as well to face her, but she heard the hiss that left his lips from the action even though he tried to hide it.
She continued, “Since you are so versed in human anatomy, why don’t you tell me about the brain?”
Lukas smiled smugly as if he knew the answer to her question and Rhea couldn’t wait to hear about it.
“The brain is the most complex, detailed part of the body….” Lukas trailed off, smiling at her.
Why was he looking at her that way? He hadn’t even finished answering her question.
“Go on,” Rhea was interested in this conversation and wanted to hear the rest of his answer.
“It is the source of all the qualities that define our humanity and right now, it’s showing me a picturesque scene of you kissing my lips.”
Rhea’s jaw hung open and when she finally closed them, laughter escaped through her lips.
“You never give up, do you?” He was so hilarious
“Not as long as I remember,” Lukas answered, looking into her eyes with anticipation.
“Fine, come here, you big, naughty boy.” She moved closer to him instead, careful not to hit him on his injured area.
Rhea pushed herself up on her arms and then leaning over him, she took his face in her palm. Lowering her head, she brushed her lips across his instead and Lukas muttered with his eyes closed, “No teasing Rhea, kiss it better.”
And then, her lips were on his, firmly, softer, and better. Lukas wouldn’t mind having bed rest for the rest of the week if it means that he was going to receive this tender loving treatment.
Rhea was so considerate of his condition that she practically did all the work herself. Tangling her hand into his hair and massaging his scalp while her tongue gained entrance into his mouth and touched his. Lukas was tempted to grab her waist and place her on his scotch, feeling the globe of her ass rubbing her against him. But all of that was impossible until he recovered.
But no matter how careful Rhea was, they were locked in passion and he moved in a way that drew a groan from his lips and it wasn’t from pleasure.
Rhea drew back and looked at him, asking, “When did you take your painkillers?”
“A while?”
His stomach grumbled.
“What did you eat?”
Lukas swallowed nervously, “Nothing?”
Her eyes flashed.
Hi guys, I made sure to publish the chapter before adding this so the cost is not added and the announcement page is too small for this. Anyway, I have a little question: What genre would you guys prefer I write next after this book ends.
1) Fantasy
2) Contemporary romance
3) Or a sequel to “Taken By The Mafia Lord” and it revolves around Lukas and Rhea’s daughter.
And if fantasy is what you choose, let me give you a little preview on what I’m working on.
Fantasy :
All Angelica wanted was a fairy tale love, just like Cinderella. She always knew deep down that she was not fated for her small village. She wanted something beyond, a love so magical.
But her mother warned her,
“Never cross over to the land of the faes”
“The faes are never to be trusted,”
But she never listened.
And when the summer prince saved her life and whisked her off her feet, it became a regular rendezvous. They would meet at the borderline of the land of the fae and humans and he would sing to the stars for her till they twinkled. She was in love.
Until he came.
Dark, broody, ruthless yet dangerously handsome, the dark prince of the winter court. He stole her away. Took eveything that she could have had with the summer prince.
She hated him. Loathed him. She would destroy him. And he could take eveything that she has, but not her heart.
Or would he?
Note : there might be small changes to the plot when I’m through, but at the moment, this is what I have in mind.
I would really appreciate your response, thank you so much!
She Scald His Tongue On Purpose
Whoever thought Lukas was better off without an adult’s supervision, obviously thought wrong. Lukas was insufferable! How could he take those drugs without eating? And she didn’t trust that hot-headed gangster to stick to prescription. Rhea has stayed long enough with Lukas to know that he never sticks to the rules. So annoying.
“Miss Rhea, perhaps if you can leave everything to me….” said Beatrice, the housekeeper, who finally returned after her long leave. However, the cutting look from Rhea shut her up and she didn’t bother her anymore.
One needed not guess that Rhea was in a foul mood from the way she chopped the vegetables loudly, and with energy on the chopboard. She stomped across the kitchen to grab the ingredients she needed from the fridge, the irritation clearly written on her face.