Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
Best friends were lifesavers, Natalie finally realized that. And having been around Penelope for a long time, Natalie was able to quickly catch on to the script. She said immediately,
“Yes, Edward here is Penelope’s boyfriend. However, because her mother forbids her from having a relationship without her approval while away, I have no choice but to cover up and lie to my mother that he’s a friend. Both of our mothers are close, so mom can’t know, else the secret is out.”
“Is that so?” Daniel asked with his brows perfectly arched in suspicion and Natalie slightly panicked, thinking that Daniel had seen through their acting. But that was until Edward wrapped a possessive arm around Penelope’s waist – and Natalie pretended not to have seen that nor was she jealous. Edward stretched his hand towards Daniel,
“Hi, I’m Edward,”
“Daniel,” He accepted his handshake, enveloping their hands together with their eyes meeting. Unlike Daniel who glared at him as if they were going off to war, Edward was surprisingly docile which was a good thing. If he was hostile to him, then Daniel would know undoubtedly that something was up.
“Thanks for saving my ass again, bestie, but I got to go,” Penelope said while dragging Edward along, “Thanks once again for covering up for me,” She waved as they left.
It wasn’t until they successfully left through the door that Natalie was able to release the breath that she had been holding in. Edward was safe. He was finally safe, Natalie took one long, deep, breath. She then moved her gaze, only for it to connect with Daniel’s intense ones and she gulped.
“You’re here,” Natalie finally acknowledged his presence without interruption, trying hard to hide her nervousness.
“So he has been here with you the entire time?”
“W-what?” She croaked, noticing the change in the atmosphere. The temperature had significantly dropped.
“The two of you have been alone in this room all this while,” He said dryly, looking around the room as if trying to find evidence of her cheating on him or something.
“Nothing happened, we just talked. That’s all.” Natalie tried to clear the air, never expecting that Daniel would move, and grabbed her jaw so tightly it hurt.
“Who is he?” He growled at her face.
“He’s just a friend,”
“Just a friend?” He sneered, “Don’t try to lie to me, Natalie,”
“I am not lying to you! Why would I even lie to you?! God, you’re hurting me, Daniel!” She tried to loosen his grip on her jaw but it was too strong.
It wasn’t until the tears began to flow down her cheeks that Daniel suddenly withdrew his hands, the realization of what he’s just done, dawning on him.
“Natalie… ” He tried to touch her but she flinched away from him.
“No, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I was just so angry -“
“Get out!” Natalie yelled at him
“It won’t happen again,”
“I said get out!” She bellowed at him and with an apologetic look, Daniel left her alone knowing she’d come around with time while Natalie was gripped with fear. Was this going to be her life from now on?
End of flashback.
The Scars
“I have a lot of questions in my mind,” Rhea said, glancing up at Lukas. Currently, she was lying across the car seat, her head rearing on Lukas’s lap.
“Hmmm, What questions?” Lukas asked, running his hands through her silky, long hair, glad that the dye had come off and it was back to her natural red color he loved so much. Not that he wouldn’t love any other color she decides to put on in the future, however, Red was Rhea. It was the color he knew her from the first time he set his eyes on her, hence his favorite.
Ever since, Lukas came to the discovery that Rhea was the same person as his first love from childhood, his love for her grew exuberantly. Lukas felt high on happiness even though he took no drug. She was his drug.
It was as if he just found the other half of his soul and everything was normal, perfect. Rhea was the perfect woman for him and if it wasn’t for her monthly flow in the way, when they got home, he would have shown her just how much she meant to him. He would have her beneath him writhing and screaming in pleasure till she’s begging for mercy – that would not come.
Unfortunately, there was no eating her out or making love to her for four days which was like huge torture for him. It was still day one and Lukas couldn’t wait for it to be over already. So tell him, how was he going to wait for three more days?
Although he could do it with her in the later days when the flows are lesser and she’s comfortable enough for it, however, Lukas wouldn’t. The way he’s feeling now, he wanted to worship her body. He wanted to show her just how crazy he was about her. Heck! If Rhea wanted them to get married now, he would do it without batting an eye or thinking about the consequences.
However, Lukas knew Rhea and she wasn’t impulsive, she would want to think everything through. Moreover, if he were to get married to Rhea, it would be thoroughly prepared and the whole world would hear the proclamation of his love for her. So yeah, he had to calm down, Rhea was going nowhere.
“Go ahead, ask your questions?” Lukas urged her to go on. He was feeling so generous right now he could give her the entire world if she asked for it.
“I can’t help but wonder, what would our life look like if your father hadn’t come for you that day? Would my father have taken you in and raised you? Perhaps fate would have been so kind to him and he wouldn’t have died then. But most of all, do you think we would have been together today? ” She peppered him with questions as if he was God with all of the answers to life’s unanswered questions.
…..
“Well…” Lukas started, his brows creased in thoughts, “I can’t say that I have the questions to all your answers, however, I’m kind of grateful that we got separated.”
“What?!” Rhea sat up in a flash, staring at Lukas with huge, questioning eyes. Why was Lukas happy they got separated? She thought they were on the same page here?
“No, don’t get me wrong, Rhea,” He took her hand and explained to her, “If I had stayed back with you, my father would have found me either way and he would have gotten rid of you.”
And her blood ran chilled at the thought of Daniel killing her as a young, innocent girl. That was cold-blooded. How sure was Lukas that Daniel was really his father because she was beginning to see the differences between them?
“I liked being around you as a kid and my father would have perceived that as some sort of weakness. Perhaps, he would have even killed you right in front of me to teach me a lesson that people come and go” He added slowly, while beginning to trace her face,
“even the special ones.” He muttered.
“I honestly fear for you, the things you have to go through in the hands of your father.” her voice was breathy as a result of the emotions Lukas was invoking inside of her with his touch.
It was distracting.
It was seducing.
“I’ve been meaning to ask…” Rhea leaned closer, trying hard not to focus on his lips that were slightly parted. He could feel the intense attraction between them too.
“Where are the scars? You had a tough childhood, I presumed some scars would be on your body to tell the tale. However, aside from the tattoo of Samson on your back, there’s no -“
“I erased them,” Lukas said, still caressing her cheek, however, his eyes were so dark with desire her core tingled. But her head registered what he just said.
“You erased them…as in…” She trailed off suggestively.
“Yeah, surgically erased them,” Lukas confirmed her thoughts and Rhea didn’t say anything except nod her head in understanding, the emotions choking her. She just didn’t know what to say without bursting out in tears and Lukas didn’t want her sympathy.
Rhea watched as Lukas began to take off his clothes until his waist above was exposed to her. She had to push her mind out of the gutter and remind herself that this was Lukas opening up to her and couldn’t let a little lust ruin it.
“Most of the scars are on my back and a little on my stomach because I refuse to let him touch my face….” He grinned wryly, “I’m sure you have noticed, I take after my mother and that pisses Daniel a hell lot. Whenever he stares at me, it’s like -“