Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
Rhea was not claustrophobic, but the instant that bag covered the entirety of her head, she was close to becoming one. Goosebumps broke out on her skin and she had an idea what they were about to do to her.
Having been with criminals for a while, most of them tend to share tales with her, and that included diverse forms of torture. This was going to be messy.
One of the men began to pour water over the bag covering her face and her breathing passages. Since she was immobilized, Rhea tried not to struggle because the real pain of waterboarding wasn’t just the gagging reflex, it was the physical injuries due to struggling against restraints, but that was easier said than done.
The sensation of drowning was so real that Rhea already imagined her in some sea where she was being beaten by the strong wave. But there was no sea or river. This was dry drowning.
“Where is Elijah and who is he?!” Macy asked, pulling the bag off her head.
Rhea had to vomit the amount of water she had swallowed, her chest heaving from the oxygen deprivation. It was really painful. But on the bright side, she has not broken her bones.
“I don’t know!” She cried out when she could finally speak, “I don’t know anything about him and even if I were to know, I would never tell you guys!” Rhea was determined to die for him.
“Very well, then. I guess I have no use for you. Lukas would understand,” Macy concluded she was better off dead.
“No, no, no!” Rhea began to scream and fought them fiercely but she was no match for them. The bag was put over her head once again and the torture continued.
Unlike earlier where the water is poured over her breathing passages intermittently to prevent death, they didn’t stop this time. The water was poured uninterruptedly and that would only lead to death by asphyxia.
Elijah couldn’t relax after hearing the news of Rhea’s capture. So the instant he came outside, he called a taxi to take him back since Macy left with his ride. He could have called his men to drive another car over, but there was no time nor could he take one of his father’s. He’d rather die than do that.
Unfortunately, the driver of the taxi drove so slow Lukas began to get fidgety on his seat. Macy was not answering his call nor could he get through to Victor. Well, he wasn’t too surprised with Victor’s unavailability – he must be buried deep in a right now.
“Can you drive any faster?!” Lukas grumbled, annoyed at the fact he was wasting the little time he had left.
“This is the fastest I can go without violating the speed limit,” the driver shot back. What kind of customer has he stumbled upon this time? He was beginning to get vexed.
Lukas sat back in his seat yet he was not comfortable. He didn’t have much time, so he had to take another drastic step. He would deal with the repercussions later.
“Stop the car!” Lukas ordered him and thankfully the driver obeyed. Perhaps, the driver wanted him out in the first place.
Lukas get out and the driver got out as well, ready to receive his fees with his hand outstretched.
But to his utmost shock, Lukas in the guise of slipping some cash into his hand, tossed him to the side as if he weighed nothing and entered the taxi.
The driver didn’t even realize what was going on, his vision was swirling and it wasn’t until the sound of tires screeching against the concrete floor and the exhaust fume polluting the air that caused him to cough, did he realize the passenger had just taken off with his car.
…..
He got up to his feet and started to shout, “Hey, come back here! Bring back my car!”
Sadly, Lukas was already far gone and all that lay in his wake was the dust that made the driver cough once more.
Lukas raced back home like a mad man. Even the patrol car that tried to pull him over gave up after they couldn’t keep up with his speed. So they concluded the drunk mad man would get himself killed and they would come to collect his corpse – and that of his victims later.
But Lukas experienced no such thing as an accident on the way, he was skilled far more than the average racer. As the leader of the Luciano clan, he had gone through vigorous training and experiences a normal human would be traumatized from.
As soon as Lukas arrived at the entrance, he didn’t even wait for his identity to be confirmed since he had come in with an unknown vehicle. He got out of the car and commanded sternly, “Open the gate!”
Without a second thought, the men let him in and Lukas walked in without the car. His men would take care of that one.
There was only one place Rhea could be kept and that was the basement. He ran in that direction, while hoping to God he wasn’t too late.
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Rhea couldn’t breathe, her nose and eyes hurt like hell. She was going to die! Never in her life did she imagine she would die this way.
But she won’t die for anything. There was Elijah, although she wasn’t sure her long his feelings for her would last, Rhea was glad he would remember her for a while. Unlike her uncle’s family who would be delighted she was dead, one person would mourn her sincerely and that alone was enough.
Elijah would surely avenge her death even though she wouldn’t be there to see the smile slapped off Macy’s face. But death was not all that bad, she would see her father soon. It would be her and daddy together in paradise.
So Rhea gave up.
A cruel smile appeared on Macy’s face when Rhea stopped struggling. The bitch was dead. The annoying bug would not fill Lukas’s mind anymore. Once Lukas saw this, he would realize that she’s right – Rhea is nothing but a poison, trying to corrupt his mind.
[Author rolls eyes, as if Lukas’s not corrupted already]
Even when Rhea didn’t show signs of life anymore, Macy didn’t stop and asked the men to continue drowning her. There should be no chance for resurrection.
But that was the moment that Lukas arrived and she was struck dumb.
This was the first time Macy had ever seen Lukas with this expression and it sent shivers down her spine. She unconsciously took a step back because she was frightened right now.
Lukas didn’t look like a sexy god of war, instead, he looked like a pissed-off demon from the pit of hell on a rampage to claim as many souls as he could and doesn’t care who he snatches.
Call it instinct but Macy moved out of the way with a squeal at the last minute just as two bullet shots rent the quiet air.
Lukas shot two of his men without blinking an eye and would have done the same to her if she hasn’t moved, that realization left a bitter taste in Macy’s mouth.
“Release her!” Lukas growled in a dangerously low tone to the third man he must have intentionally left alive to free Rhea.
There was just pure undiluted anger on Lukas’s face. He looked like a beast in that form and Macy didn’t dare to make a careless move in her hiding place.
Macy knows Lukas knew she was there but he had other priorities, intentionally saving her for the last. Anger and resentment filled Macy, what did she do so wrong? It was not like this was the first time she tortured a target without his approval. Why was he doing this to her? It was so unfair.
As soon as the chains were off Rhea, Lukas took her from the chair and placed her on the ground in a hurry, beginning to perform Cardiopulmonary resuscitation on her.
Seeing that Lukas was busy, the third and only surviving man decided that it would be the perfect opportunity to run for his life. He never wanted any of this, this was that crazy woman’s fault.
Lukas let him run at first, however, as soon as he took the first step on the stairs that led to the outside, he took out his gun and turned, shooting him right at the leg.
The man screamed in pain yet still hopped on the other good foot. The door was closer now and a few more steps, he would reach the outside and call for help, he thought.
That must have been in his imagination because Lukas shot him on the other good foot and he screamed in agonizing pain. Even at that, the man began to crawl on his arms and stomach. He must escape, the door was closer now.
Staring at Rhea’s pale face did nothing but fuel the anger inside of Lukas. So without a trace of remorse, he shot the man in the head and he stayed, dead.
“You should pray she survives else you’d be next in line,” Lukas issued the warning to Macy and she gulped, goosebumps filling her arms. She’d be crazy to go up against Lukas. She’d lose, undoubtedly.