Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
“Gosh, you scared me! What is it?” Victor couldn’t understand her especially now she became more aggressive than earlier.
“Put me down! Put me down! Down! Down! I’ll walk by myself!”
“Huh?” Victor was surprised by the unexpected offer.
“I’ll walk by myself! Please, just put me down. I promise,” Mimi pleaded with him. She needed to get her mind out of the gutter and staring down at his ass wasn’t helping matters.
Although he was reluctant to trust her word, Victor still put her down and the instant her feet touched the floor, Mimi covered her face with her palm.
Victor was surprised, what’s up with this strange woman?
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Don’t mind me,” Mimi gestured with her hand, using the other to cover her face to the best of her ability before covering it with both of them once more.
“Whatever,” Victor snorted, “Let’s go then,”
Before he could even put his hand on her back to guide her since she had her face covered, Mimi already walked ahead.
Victor shook his head with a deep breath, the girl never fails to surprise him. As much as she was a pain in the ass, she was surprisingly an interesting company. He would never get bored with her around.
Although Mimi could see through the space in her fingers, her vision was still limited in the foyer and she ended up bumping into a stool one of the staff must have forgotten. She hissed out in pain, releasing a string of curses.
“Just open your damn eyes!” Victor shouted at her from behind.
Mimi turned swiftly with her face still closed, “Why are you yelling at me?! It’s my face and I choose what to do with it!” With that, she turned with a huff.
However, in the process of turning, her hand mistakenly hit the flower vase on the table that was beside her and it fell.
Mimi was startled, what was going on?
But that was the end of Victor’s patience, he went over and placed his hand on her shoulder and she stiffened immediately.
“W-what are you doing?” Mimi stammered. Since her sense of sight was suppressed, her sense of touch was amplified and Mimi was super aware of his hands on her shoulder. It did funny things to her body.
“Since you have no sense of direction, let me be your GPS,”
“Huh?”
But Victor already began to steer her in the path she was supposed to follow and he didn’t stop even when they came outside until she was safely seated in the car.
Wait a minute….That was when it hit Mimi that they were still heading to her place.
Seriously!
She was stupid! She should have taken that opportunity to run away. But then, run to where?
Perhaps, because the anger from earlier had returned, Mimi did not hide her face anymore. So when Victor got in as well, she was boldly looking him in the face.
“Now, that was fun, wasn’t it?” Victor joked, expecting a reply from Mimi but all she did was to give him a dirty look before turning the other way.
Victor was stunned. He tilted his head unsure, Mimi must be suffering from bipolar disorder.
Who Broke Your Heart
The ride to Mimi’s place was awkwardly silent. After he was snubbed, Victor didn’t bother to strike up a conversation with her anymore. He had his damn pride as well.
Unlike him, Mimi’s mind was all over the place. She couldn’t let Victor meet her mother. She couldn’t tell what he had in mind and that scared her most. If only there was a way to escape this.
Looking outside the window, a plan suddenly came to Mimi’s mind. What if she jumped out of the car?
No! It was dangerous jumping out of a moving car. She could get injured and what if a car from behind crushes her to death.
However, the road was surprisingly empty which meant there were few chances of getting killed by an oncoming car.
So Mimi began to put her plan into action, her gaze moved to Victor who was busy watching something on his tablet. It was perfect, he was distracted!
She slowly shifted on her seat, inching closer to the door. Then her fingers began to travel, climbing higher and higher until they reached the handle, her heart racing. And just as the door was about to –
“You’ll be surprised how much faster a bullet can pierce those hands,” a grave voice said from behind and Mimi turned to see that Victor was looking at her and in his grip was a gun?!
Fear gripped Mimi instantly. The other time Victor threatened her, he had not been carrying a weapon, but now? He was deadly serious and the gun was evidence of that.
…..
Like a meek lamb, Mimi quickly went back to his side with a smile that didn’t touch her eyes. Their body did not touch but she was far away from the door now.
Earlier, Mimi had been insistent on dying in place of her parents but now she stared death in the face. She wasn’t so confident anymore.
As much as Mimi dreaded it, they still arrived at her place and she noticed every move Victor made – including the way he hid the gun in the waistband of his pants.
Thinking about it now, Mimi recalled the number of times she hit Victor and realized she had been playing with death all along. Victor would have killed her and she would visit the land of the dead without even knowing the reason for her death. Wonderful.
“Now sweetheart,” Victor pulled her to his side after she emerged out of the car, “You would be a good girl by not calling the police or drawing unnecessary attention, understood?”
Mimi nodded like a robot.
Victor turned her towards him and began to move her hair from her face like a caring boyfriend, “You should smile more, I like it when you’re all lively and chatty, it suits your personality, or do you want your mother to discover that something is amiss?”
Mimi went rigid, realizing the threat beneath those words, “Of course not,” She tried to smile.
“Of course, that is it,” Victor recognized her effort to smile. He caressed her face, and strangely, it sent tingles down her body.
Good tingles.
Mimi gulped, this was not a good sign. She was not attracted to Victor; it was just her body’s natural response to a man touching her. She was not and would never be a fan of Stockholm syndrome.
“Do your best to be natural,” Victor went on with his threat, “Because the moment you tell her about us or she becomes suspicious, I would have no choice but to put a bullet between her head,”