Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
“Which is why I sent you a text before coming in but you were sleeping, it was adorable,” He said dramatically.
Creepy, that was the only word Mimi could think of at that moment as she reached for her cellphone, and true to his words, there was a text.
[I’ll be breaking into your room in five minutes. ~ love, Victor]
“Seriously,” Mimi groaned, falling back on her bed. She wiped her face with both of her hands, what has she gotten herself into by getting involved with the likes of him?
However, Victor was leaning over her in the minute, that smile still on his face as he hovered above her, saying, “As much as I love this sexy invitation, I need you to come with me.”
Mimi glared at him, “This is no invitation, Victor.” She then sat up straight, looking at him suspiciously, “Where are you taking me this time, Victor? Wait a minute, are you kidnapping me again? Did Rhea do something bad?” She asked all of those questions in one breath, panicking already.
“No, no, no, my love.” He clasped her face, trying to calm her down, “None of that is happening, in fact, it’s a surprise that you are going to love.”
“Oh.” Mimi was able to calm down. She has to come to understand that she’s leverage over Rhea and the last time he wanted her to come with him, it was to kidnap her.
“This is the middle of the night, Victor.” She pointed out how outrageous this outing was.
“That’s the best part, baby. The beauty of the city is at night and only the strong can grasp that.” He said but it didn’t make sense to her at all.
Mimi looked at him suspiciously, “Are you high, by chance?”
His gaze dropped to her lips and lingered, oozing sex appeal as he said, “I’m always high when I’m with you.”
Aside from the fact she gulped, Mimi was more confused than ever because that sentence didn’t exactly answer her question.
“I would get dressed,” She said, trying to climb out of bed, only to move back and warn him, “And please, stop calling me those nicknames.”
“Sorry, but no promises, baby girl,” He said, and to her shock, took the finger she pointed at him into his mouth and sucked it.
Mimi had her mouth agape as she watched him suck her finger, everything happening too fast for her to react. That action sent heat straight to her core and Mimi pulled her finger away from his mouth as fast as a bolt of lightning.
“No touching as well!” She warned while getting away from him at the same time, red-faced.
“As long as you don’t start the fire first, baby girl.” He was smug as he now lay on her bed, his head propped.
Mimi was currently in a dilemma because she was in nothing but her nightwear. She wore no bra, no panties which meant she would have to get naked to change and she didn’t trust herself with Victor around.
She knew she should have gotten a walk-in closet but her parents decided her room from teenagehood was the best. Well, it wasn’t the best now when it comes to dressing up with an unexpected guest in her room.
Even if she asked Victor, he wouldn’t give her space – she knew he was shameless to an extent. Also, it would make her seem shy and totally not a badass if she went to her toilet to change.
“I’ll turn around,” He said out of nowhere, startling and surprising her at the same time. That was… unexpected?
Mimi didn’t say “thank you” to him, that was male chivalry. Victor did what he was supposed to do for once without her asking.
Yet, with a smile on her face, Mimi undressed and got dressed in a shirt with no bra – her boobs deserve some freedom and it’s late at night – and a denim high waist shorts. She hoped wherever Victor was taking her deserved a casual code of dressing because she was in no mood for otherwise.
“You can turn now,” Mimi said to him as soon as she was done. And he did so immediately, releasing a catcall whistle when he saw her.
“You look -“
“Don’t say it.” Mimi already knew what he would say.
“Deliciously eatable.” He did say it, his tone breathy and his eyes dark. She might as well have been the syrup on a pancake because those eyes were hungry.
Crocodile Tears
She trusted Victor, right? Mimi was trying not to think about the fact that he was driving her to God knows where for the past hour.
Sneaking out of the house had not been a problem with her parents asleep. Yeah, normal people should be asleep by now and that only proved the fact that the man driving beside her right now was not normal.
“Are we still -“
“We are here,” He said as if he knew what was on her mind.
Mimi looked out through the night, they were in some kind of woods but there was a cleared path which he drove through. But that didn’t calm her, rather it made her uncomfortable.
What were they doing in the middle of the woods? Had she trusted Victor too much? What if he were here to end her life and no one would know because she didn’t inform her parents before sneaking out!
Oh no, she can’t think the worst yet, Mimi tried to calm herself. Victor can’t possibly kill the girl he had the best orgasm giving sex with yesterday, right?
Then he stopped and that was when she saw it, there was a little bonfire in the middle with three men around it – one of them was on his knees, his back facing them.
She must have been stupid for thinking that Victor would harm her because he was by her side in a flash to help her out of the car. Then he took her hand, intertwining them together, and walked ahead.
…..
Mimi looked at their intertwined fingers and shook her head. No, she can’t think much about this. Victor was a very straightforward and open person, this possibly didn’t mean anything to him. She shouldn’t read too much into it.
It wasn’t until they reached there that both men looking over the place bowed slightly to Victor and Mimi was able to release their hands, intending to look at the captive while wondering why Victor wanted her here in the first place. It was a bit of a mystery.
The bonfire lit the environment hence it came as a shock to Mimi when she looked at the captive tied with his hands backward only to receive the shock of her life.
“Oh my God,” Mimi’s hands flew to her mouth because kneeling in front of her was no other than Draco – battered and bruised.
Victor and his men must have beaten the daylight out of him because one of his eyes was so swollen it covered the entire eye and he could only see with one. He had busted lips and his cheeks were red and puffy. They had no mercy on him.
“Tell me, you like it.” Mimi gasped slightly when Victor appeared suddenly, his chin resting on her neck. She tried to ignore the funny things his hot breath was doing to her body and instead to Draco who was staring at her wide-eyed now. It seems someone remembered her warning pretty well.
“It’s wonderful,” Mimi replied with a smile, “However, it would have been much better if his two eyes were unharmed so he could watch me clearly as I make him regret the day he was born,” Mimi repeated the warning she had told him that day and saw him tremble in fear.
That was it. She was no saint and would keep to her word. He was just unlucky to have been caught barely a day after that incident; her anger was still fresh.
“Mimi, I’m so sorry,” Draco began to plead with her, “I didn’t mean to hurt you that way. No, I didn’t mean to go that far. I must have lost my mind. Please spare me and I promise you that you would never lay your eyes on me, again. Please have mercy on me.” He begged her desperately knowing that her presence here only spoke of more tortures for him.
“Sorry, ” Victor interrupted their moment before she could have a change of mind, “But those are called crocodile tears,” He said, leading her to a table by the side that had a lot of mess in it. Sadly, that mess was all weapons.
How the hell did they convey all this here? But that question was answered when she saw the truck parked at the side. Oh, Victor really did come prepared.