Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
“And then there’s this other girl….” Lukas breathed and started, “You are probably not going to like her since she is everything you could never be. The girl’s stupidly brave, fierce, and fucking hot. She’s literally messing with my mind and I don’t know what to do. Any suggestions on how to deal with her?”
But of course, no suggestion came because his mother was dead and he had been talking to a picture.
Victor Was Useless To Her
Clara didn’t know why but she felt insecure. At first, she had been over the moon when Lukas promised to give their relationship a go, but now she wasn’t so sure anymore.
Lukas didn’t call her as promised and she had been mad at him but for a while, forgiving him after she surmised he must have been busy. After all, with his kind of work, it must have skipped his mind.
Which was why she would take the bull by the horn this time. Lukas has given her the free reins, it was all up to her now to win his heart. He didn’t need to do a thing; she would win his love.
So Clara woke up quite early in the morning to make breakfast. And by making breakfast, she meant watching over world-acclaimed chefs as they prepared the food according to her taste and direction.
Clara has never done any domestic work since the day she was born. The monarchy system might have been abolished, but Clara was treated like the princess she was. Hence, she was a disaster in the kitchen and couldn’t even differentiate a microwave oven from a dishwasher.
“That is an interesting development,” Diana mused upon stepping into the kitchen, surprise etched on her face. Her daughter was standing beside one of the chefs, watching him work and comparing the food he prepared with the image of the food on her phone.
“I think the ketchup design is a bit awry,” Clara complained, a furrow on her brows with her lips set on a thin line. Wasn’t the man a professional chef? Clara was barely holding herself from erupting in anger.
It was egg on toast with a rich taste of Heinz ketchup. The pop of color was supposed to go in a zigzag motion across the egg on toast and it did – except there was a slight deviation and Clara was currently pinching the space between her brows.
Everything was supposed to go well, she wanted this meal to be perfect for Lukas! Ugh! These frustrating staff! Why can’t they ever do something right! Clara was furious.
…..
“I’ll sorry, Ma’m,” The chef could only apologize, red-faced at his carelessness. And Clara didn’t fail to remind him of that by berating him.
“Clara?” Diana finally stepped in when she saw her daughter going too far. She had in the process of giving her daughter the best life spoiled her rotten. Clara didn’t share the same level of compassion and consideration she had for other people.
“Mother?” Clara turned to her with a stressed look as if the chef just committed an abomination.
“What’s wrong, my dear?” Diana pulled her closer to her, rubbing her hand down her arm tenderly, calming her.
“T-this was supposed to go well!” Clara threw her hands in the air, “What if Lukas doesn’t like it? Would they take responsibility for that?!” Clara was frustrated.
“Hey,” Her mother called, cupping her cheeks and forcing her gaze to remain on her, “You have to calm down,”
But she shook her head stubbornly, not that her mother let her.
“Listen, whether the food is perfect or not, Lukas would take it because he likes you,” Diana told her.
But Clara grimaced, “Well, that’s the problem, I’m not sure he even likes me which is why I’m trying so hard to be the one to bridge that gap in his heart.”
“But he’s willing to try,” Her mother pointed out, “That’s progress, Clara. Moreover, the chef is going to redo the whole thing, you shouldn’t be stressed. It’s going to be well,”
Thanks to her mother’s advice, Clara was able to calm down. The truth is that the little mistake made by the chef was not even the source of Clara’s anger, she was just anxious.
Clara knew what she stood to lose if her relationship with Lukas fails. She broke off things with Luther and was going all in with her fiancé. If that doesn’t work out, she was doomed.
Thanks to their efficiency and professionalism, the Chefs were done in no time and Clara dressed up to go see Lukas. She wore a bodycon dress that stopped at her mid-thigh.
Complimented about her beauty throughout her life and accompanied with a long line of professional trainers tasked with keeping her fit, Clara was confident in her body. With her hourglass shape, she was the envy of thousands of women around the world.
This time Clara drove to Lukas’s place by herself. She was being careful so no one messes with her mood like that stupid chef from earlier.
Sadly for Clara, enemies were bound to meet on a narrow road because the moment she reached Lukas’s place, it was the same time Victor climbed out of his own ride as well.
For a minute, none of them made a move, they just stared each other down while taking in their appearance.
Clara simply gauged Victor, wondering if he was worth the trouble. The last time they met was solid proof to Clara that Victor didn’t like her and though it bothered her at first, it didn’t anymore. Whether he liked her or not, that would not stop her from being with Lukas.
No matter how close Victor was to Lukas, his tantrum would not change his mind. Their union was already approved by both parents and wouldn’t be dissolved easily without serious backlash. In one conclusion, Victor was useless to her. So boy bye!
Victor narrowed his gaze at Clara, what was this woman doing here this early morning? Lukas surely can’t be serious with her? Gosh, this was unbelievable.
Simultaneously, both of them turned the other way, and though they were heading in the same direction, both spaced out.
Clara was the first to go in while hoping the door hit Victor on his way in. It wasn’t hard to find Lukas after questioning one of his underlings.
Her fiancé was in his office, head lowered and absorbed in his thoughts. That distraction gave her extra time to brace herself and when she was ready, intentionally sashayed over to him.
“Babe!”
Danger Of Food Poisoning
God must be fucking with him.
Lukas thought so the moment Clara came into his office. Of course, he had forgotten he landed himself into a death trap by agreeing to give their relationship a try. Now, Lukas wished he could go back in time and erase that very decision.
He must have been sick in the head when he made her that promise. Nonetheless, it was inevitable; his relationship with Clara was bound to happen. So he might as well go easy on himself by getting to know her better. You know, give her the benefit of the doubt. Surely Clara must be something worth more than this and they can come to a compromise. In the end, their married life would be…. endurable.
“Babe!” She said and Lukas was momentarily confused. Who was she…. oh him. God, he wanted to cringe.
Clara walked over to him, intentionally swinging her waist in that body tight gown that would have made his little man rise – if it had been someone else.
Lukas couldn’t explain it but you could say he didn’t have the hot for Clara – the same way he felt for a certain woman he was trying hard not to think about.
He couldn’t even say he loves Clara like a sister because that would be sinning against his conscience. He treasured Chloe more than Clara.
If he got in a situation where he had to choose between the both of them, he would pick his sister in a heartbeat. Perhaps then, out of obligation and respect for her mother Diana, he would come back for her – or avenge her if she died.
It was still baffling how Clara could be so different from her mother. Honestly, Lukas couldn’t have cared whom he married knowing it would never be for love – as if he knows what the word means – but one thing was for sure, his marriage would be to secure a political alliance.
…..
He just never thought his father would be the one to play matchmaker and the man did it with a little convincing – by taking away his sister – else Lukas wouldn’t have listened. He – Lukas – would be the one to decide on his bride.
“What are you doing here?” Lukas was honestly surprised. It was still quite early in the morning and she shouldn’t be here.