Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
Rhea and Lukas lay in bed together exhausted after their “activity” in the bathroom. Lukas had proven over and over again his sexual prowess and she was too tired to find out more of what he had in store for her. So she snuggled up to his side, running her hand through his hair while he enjoyed the soothing sensation.
Lukas had to admit that Rhea provided the kind of peace he longed for and wouldn’t mind returning to for the rest of her life. He was just afraid that… no, he wouldn’t go there. He would enjoy this moment between them as much as he can and as long as it lasts. The future Lukas would worry about his future problems.
“So, are you going to tell me what happened to you now?” She urged him, her hand brushing across that wound on his face.
“Gang war,” It was the same as the information he provided earlier.
“I need more information,” She said to him, their gaze meeting.
Lukas sighed, “You’re not going to like it.”
“I’m dating a criminal overload, I wasn’t expecting roses and rainbows,” Rhea retorted firmly, letting him know that she didn’t view this world in just black and white, nor was she holier than thou. Just months ago, she was treating criminals like him in Ruth’s illegal clinic. Rhea wasn’t that innocent and she didn’t even know what she was capable of when pushed to the wall.
“It’s a struggle for territory,” He gave up withholding information from her, “As you know my family runs a part of this city, with each criminal family taking firm hold of different regions. But even as the top shark, we still get challenges and that’s what I do, answer them. We protect our territory, hence the gang war and rivalry. “
“In one word, you go out and fight them?”
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“Yes,” Lukas answered as if it wasn’t a big deal, however, Rhea looked at him as if he had grown two heads and that made him feel funny.
“What?” He asked, unable to understand the look on her face.
“It’s just that…” Rhea licked her lower lips, a gesture Lukas was quick to notice yet chided himself to behave. They had enough rounds already in the bathroom and he should be satiated, but the bastard down there thought otherwise.
“You have enough men, I just thought that you give the order and they fight the war.” She shrugged.
Then Lukas shifted on his side, his head propped up on his arms as he asked, “Then where’s the honor?”
“Huh?” She blinked at him, unable to come up with a response.
“My men respect me because I provide and protect them. I’m the king of my kingdom, and no brave king sends his soldiers to war without leading them. Moreover, I’m a Luciano, we don’t run from a war, rather we stare death in the face and fight for our honor, our place,” He said with a ferocity that told Rhea that this man was willing to die for his family, for his clan. He was brave, fierce, and loyal.
This wasn’t what she signed up for, however, this was Lukas’s life, all he ever knew and all he would ever know and there’s no changing that. Hence, she didn’t bother preaching to him about pursuing other prospects in life that didn’t involve bloodshed and violence just because she was afraid of losing him. This is who Lukas Xavier Luciano is and she couldn’t change him into someone he isn’t.
Moreover, Lukas was much safer as the Mafia Lord compared to when he stepped down because his enemies would be upon him like sharks in the ocean. Aside from the enemies from the outside, the then Mafia Lord would never be comfortable with Lukas’s presence and would view him as a potential threat – what if he decides to claim his power.
Hence, he would surely find ways to get rid of him, and consolidate his position. That was why all Mafia dons had to be careful when choosing an heir and most preferred their blood on the seat of power. Because even as crazy as Daniel was, Lukas didn’t have the heart to take his father’s life.
“Fine,” Rhea drew closer to him, burying her nose in the crook of his neck, relieving the heat from his body and breathing in his musky scent, “Do whatever you want, but just be careful, my warrior lord,” She spoke against his cousin sending a thrill through his body.
Lukas didn’t know which one affected him most, the heat of her mouth upon his skin or the fact she called him her warrior lord? One thing was for sure though, his head was swelling with pride. Maybe, he should reward her a little.
And as he thought, his hand was caressing her flat stomach, rubbing circles that made her breath hitch and her breathing changed, turned on by his gesture. His hand traveled down to her waistband planning to slip his hand into her moist heat when a banging came on their door and they broke apart at once.
“I know you both are there! Stop fooling around and join us at the party at once! The party’s waiting for no one and no rain check to go frolic like rabbits,” Mimi thundered from the outside and Rhea relaxed into the bed. This friend of hers does have bad timing.
However, to avoid incurring Mimi’s great anger, Rhea broke away from Lukas’s arm and bed to go and change. Mimi was gone by the time she went out, but she knew her friend, the annoying girl, would be back to cause havoc worse than the first.
Rhea dressed in a sexy backless red dress, brighter than the color of her previous hair since the hair dye hadn’t come off yet and she was left as a brunette. The hem of the dress stopped at her toned thighs while she put on stiletto heels, adding more height to her already tall structure. In one word, Rhea was party ready and had transformed from the redhead next door to a provocative model on a red carpet. Tonight’s party was all about her and Mimi, and she was going to rise to the occasion, by blowing everyone’s mind – especially a certain Mafia lord
Branded In Her Soul
The party was held outside, hence Lukas was waiting downstairs for her. Rhea climbed down the twin stairs connecting to the foyer majestically, having caught sight of Lukas glancing at his phone and typing down something without noticing her, probably giving orders to his men. So she took hold of that opportunity to have her fill of him and she had to admit, Lukas did spruce up real good.
He was dressed in a pure cotton z-black color shirt that hug his figure and fitted him perfectly. The long-sleeved shirt was designed with some unique thread and had collar pin on a collar and paired with black pants that showed off those ass – that she stared at it a little too long. His blonde hair was brushed back making him look elegant and as much as the clothes looked good on him, Rhea knew it was his confidence that distinguished him. The man was alluring as hell and no bitch was getting her claws on him.
Sensing her gaze on him, Rhea turned around and froze and her stomach did a double flip knowing that he was entranced by her beauty. Perhaps, because of the intensity of Lukas’s gaze, it boosted her confidence and Rhea added a sway to her hips as she walked the final flight of stairs and proudly stepped towards him till she was standing in front of Lukas and he still hadn’t said a word.
“So…?” She tipped her head to the side arrogantly, waiting for his compliment or something. However, that gesture only drew his heated gaze down to her chest, staring at the deep V of her dress, giving him a clear view of her cleavage and perhaps a bit of the soft mound when she puffed up her chest.
Lukas couldn’t take his eyes off as he took in the rest of her body. She applied make-up and styled her hair to rest on a side of her shoulder and perhaps Rhea might have overdone it considering this was just a party happening right outside but this was her night and it was equivalent to a birthday party, meaning that she had to outshine everyone in attendance.
She waited anxiously for his response as if her life depended on his answer, and when his mouth opened as if to breathe, she was over the moon, chanting in her head, “Say it! Just say, I look good!” She was eager.
However, Lukas breathed, “No.”
“Okay,” Rhea smiled until it clicked in her head, her brows furrowing in confusion, “Wait, no – what?”
“It’s not happening!” Lukas growled.
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She frowned, “What is not happening, Lukas?”
“You dressed like a walking temptation and expecting to go to that party where every man out there would ogle and eyefuck you like a delicious lamb amid wolves. That’s not happening, Rhea and no man gets to look at you that way except me!” He said with a tone of finality.
But Rhea rolled her eyes towards heaven as if he was talking fucking bullshit, ” You never hit me as a possessive man, Lukas.”
“Well, I’ve always been one, I hope you know that and get your ass moving,”
“Get my ass moving to where?” She didn’t like where this was heading.
“To change of course,” He said as if she was nothing but a child that needed to heed his command.
“That’s not happening,” Rhea stood her ground.
“Rhea!” He warned her gruffly, telling her that his patience was slowly thinning.
Rhea threw her hands in the air in reckless fury, “Gosh, Lukas! I can’t believe you’re making a big deal out of this! It’s just a dress and anyone can stare as long as they want, it’s not like they can lay a hand on me, anyway,” Honestly, she didn’t even get why they were even arguing about this.
But he glared at her in response, the heat in his eyes only increasing, “Well, it’s a big deal to me and I won’t stand still and watch any asshole conjure lustful imagination of you or even masturbate to it. That’s not happening, Fidanzata, so I suggest you go up there and change, that way, such imagination never happens,”
“But you were the one who get me the dress!” Rhea argued.
“For me. Only for you to wear for me. Not them.” He pointed out.
Rhea stared at him hard but she knew that she couldn’t challenge Lukas, he was an alpha male and it was in his nature to resist her. But then, she was an alpha female as well and she was not going to bow down and stroke his male ego like that. She had no control over people’s imagination and even if she dressed in cardboard, Men would still think shit. So why shouldn’t she look good just because her boyfriend was goddamn possessive. No, that was not going to happen.