Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
Well, holding back from what? Hurting her? What a joke! Rhea laughed sarcastically. He started hurting her the instant he stepped into her life. What could he do differently now?
So without a sense of self-preservation, – she threw that out the window when she woke up in his territory again – Rhea headbutted him and the string of curses that spewed from his mouth felt divine to her ears. He could feel her pain now.
…..
But to her dismay, Lukas was as tenacious as a bull. Hence even when she hurt him, he let go of her but not entirely. While his hold around her waist loosened, he still held on to her arm when she tried to run, tugging her right back into him.
Ariana was facing him this time and was able to see his eyes holding a fire that she had no doubt would consume the both of them till they were nothing but ashes.
He had a deep thirst to hurt her and Rhea wanted that because that would give her more reasons to hate him, to perceive him as the monster he was.
“She was a lovely woman,” He said, even as she grunted and struggled.
Then she frowned, what was he talking about? And it hit her the same way a storm invades a place, his mother?
Rhea felt a quick stab of guilt in her heart? Had she crossed the line by saying that? She had no recollection of her late mother but Rhea was sure she would fight to the death if someone called her father names. So yeah, she did cross the line.
“Nobody gets to tarnish her image, and that includes you,” There was a hint of punishment in his tone and that made her back go straight, a chill running through her.
Even before he whirled her around, Rhea had begun fighting, twisting, struggling, all to no avail. Lukas had his strong arm around her neck, trying to disable her using her vital point.
“No!” She can’t fall asleep once again. But even as she said that, spots began to swim in her vision and she feared she would pass out soon.
She did.
Lukas was proud of his effort; he didn’t kill her. But that doesn’t mean he’d be waiting around to be tempted the second time. He was trying so hard to be cordial to her but since she wanted it the hard way, he’d give it to her.
Everyone knew talks regarding his mother were a sensitive spot for him and yet this particular woman dared to offend him – even Victor would never tease him with his mother. Yet this woman had spat those words at his face.
Lukas’s chest rose and fell with the heavy breath he took, this stubborn ass of a woman in his arms. What was he going to do with her? Because he sure as hell needed to discipline her.
He had been able to control himself this time, what of the next time? When she spews shit from that beautiful mouth of hers that would do a good work sucking his d*ck instead of fighting him.
Get a grip of yourself, man, Lukas pushed the stupid thought out of his mind.
Rhea was off-limits, he had reminded himself that over and over since he laid his eyes on her in that bridal gown on her wedding day. Lukas had to remind himself that she had no choice in the wedding from the start – and it was all thanks to him.
As far as Elijah was still out there and he hadn’t gotten his weapons back, Lukas knew he would continuously hurt her. All eyes were on him and expecting a result, he couldn’t go all soft on her like a puppy.
Moreover, Rhea needed to be reminded of her place. She can’t keep challenging his authority and courting death. So even if it was going to make her mad and further ruin their non-existent relationship, this was something he had to do.
He has tried already, Rhea brought this on herself. But that was her charm; fiery, sassy, and strong. She was the first woman he met that has made his blood boil and melt at the same time. She was too big a distraction.
So Lukas carried her in his arms and walked back to the house with everyone staring at him. Thankfully, none stared at Rhea lustfully else they would be missing that eye.
He handed her over to Samuel who seemed apprehensive about this particular task. They knew how protective he was of her and one wrong move could cost him his life.
“Keep her grounded,” Lukas told him.
Until he knows what to do with her.
And where the fuck was Victor!
The Walk Of Shame
Mimi was jostled up from sleep when something hugged her. But was it really something or someone?
Crap.
Her eyes flew open at once, taking in her environment and at the same time digesting what happened between her and Victor last night.
First of all, there was no soreness in between her legs which could only mean nothing happened between them.
Check!
Her clothes were still on, so no getting naked either.
Hallelujah.
Mimi was alleviated until she was given a blast from the past, more like, from last night.
Holy mother of God.
…..
She gasped as the images from last night played in her mind – it was freshly served and steaming hot.
Oh, God.
She and Victor kissed and groped at each other. The making-out part was with much unbridled passion that shamelessly left her wet even as she recalled it. Finally, they dry-jumped which was the only reason they hadn’t gone all the way.
Mimi was struck dumb by all this recollection. What the hell possessed her last night to make out with Victor?! She felt like banging her head against the wall!
They might not have had sex last night, but what they did now was to cross the line of their friendship. How was she going to face Victor from now on?
Goodness, gracious! She hated complications!
Mimi returned to the present.
On the bright side, Victor was still asleep which means she had the opportunity to escape the awkward conversation that was bound to follow when he awakes.
She was not ready for that.
However, there was a teeny little problem, Mimi was snuggled up close to Victor and her aim was to not wake him up which would be kind of hard considering she’s about to sneak out.
Wonderful.
“Okay,” Mimi breathed, trying to calm her racing heart. She would only make mistakes if she was nervous. She can’t ruin this!