Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
A startled gasp left her lips when she heard him speak out of nowhere. Lukas would win the Oscars in a horror movie while she remains the prey trying to find her way out of here.
Rhea tried to trace his voice, but she couldn’t, it echoed across the room and this was turning into a creepy game.
“If you’re not, I think you should be.”
Goosebumps filled her arms because she could feel him breathing down on her neck.
Lukas was standing by her side.
Fall Off The Balcony
“Lukas,” Rhea breathed, her heart pounding erratically in her chest as she was suddenly aware of the heat emanating from his body. They were so close to each other that she could reach out to him, no, Rhea wanted to touch him to confirm that it was Lukas in flesh and blood.
However, what she got in return was Lukas forcing her to step back and Rhea realized that they were headed toward the balcony. She tried to escape him but Lukas didn’t let her slip through his finger and successfully boxed her in so her back was pressed against the railing and her heart jumped into her throat.
She was going to die!
Or maybe not.
She hoped, desperately.
“W-what are you doing?” Rhea gulped, putting on false bravado, wanting to give him the benefit of the doubt. Yeah, there was no way that the man who loved her with all of his heart would suddenly push her off the balcony. She was just being paranoid.
It was a moonless night, but now that they were out in the open, the faint light from the outside fell on him and gave an eerie glow to his face. With that cold, emotionally detached appearance, Lukas looked like those psychopaths in movies who break into their victim’s homes and have an epic conversation with them before sending them to their death.
No, she has watched too many movies, Rhea wished she could erase the ridiculous thought from her mind. But it was hard to do so when Lukas was giving her reason to think so.
“What do you think I’m doing if not showing you an illustration of how people who betray me end up?” He said, his hand moving up to wrap around her neck. Lukas held her firmly but not enough to hurt her.
…..
Rhea didn’t dare to move, or else she triggered him. She simply stared at his face, wishing the light was enough to reflect what he looked like right now. She had a feeling that Lukas had turned off the light on purpose to hide his true emotions from her. He was always good at hiding his emotions.
He reminded her grimly, “I warned you, Rhea, you should be scared of me.”
He was not going to hurt her, Rhea decided to act on her little faith. She refused to believe that the Lukas she knew was gone just like that. That he would hate her greatly enough to want to kill her.
“Then push me,” Rhea told him.
She was not scared of him.
She trusted him – even though she realized it too late.
“What?” Lukas was taken by surprise.
“I betrayed you, I should suffer the same fate as the others.” She told him, using her hand to tighten his grip around her neck and pressing closer to the railings.
When Lukas wouldn’t do anything except watch her with a baffled expression, she decided to help him with that.
“Or I can do the work myself,” Rhea pushed herself back and would have really fallen from the balcony if it wasn’t for Lukas’s quick reflexes.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her to him with great force such that her face knocked into his hard chest and their body was pressed flush against each other. Sadly, Rhea didn’t get the time to relish the closeness because the next she knew, Lukas was dragging her inside the house.
Rhea wondered if he had a super sight because unlike her who stumbled in the dark, Lukas walked with ease as if he was comfortable with the darkness. She was roughly pushed inside the room while Lukas turned and closed the balcony door behind him before the light was turned on. He had been controlling it with a remote.
Rhea had to shut her eyes and adjust to the sudden brightness and when she opened them, Lukas was looming over her like a furious beast. Oh no, what has she done this time? She was so scared.
Rhea began to step back in a hurry but Lukas followed after her, yelling, “Are you fucking out of your mind?! Are you a magnet for trouble or are you fucking suicidal?!” He breathed down on her neck, having backed her into a corner.
“What are you talking about?” Rhea asked softly, afraid that she would only piss him off if she dared to raise her voice. She couldn’t understand why he was so mad at her. No, his mood swings were beginning to give her whiplash. He was the one who wanted her dead, minutes ago.
“What were you thinking trying to fall off that balcony? Is this some sick joke or your way of getting back at me because I broke up with you? Do you intend to punish me by making sure the guilt of your death torments me forever? Is that it, huh?! Speak to me, Rhea, and stop staring at me like a moron!”
Lukas was so mad that his saliva was literally falling on her face at this point while the veins in his face were close to popping. If the mood allowed it, Rhea would have joked that Lukas looked like he was about to transform into the hulk. But then, she was able to compose herself, thankfully.
“But you were the one who wanted to push me off the balcony?” Rhea muttered, defensively.
Lukas scoffed, looking at her in disbelief, “Are you so dumb that you can’t differentiate between a scare and a threat?! Moreover, why would I ever push you down the balcony,” He stared down at his hands which were still shaking from the fright she gave him.
If he hadn’t reacted on time, Lukas would have lost Rhea forever and it would have been because of his petty prank. He would have never forgiven himself. The worst part was that Lukas didn’t even know who he was mad at, was it himself for attempting such a joke on her or at Rhea for falling for the stupid stunt?
It was all stupid!
Asking For His Forgiveness
She scared him real good, Rhea realized upon seeing a panicking Lukas and the guilt gnawed at her heart. So she tried to remedy the situation by saying,
“You don’t have to blame yourself, Lukas, it’s not your fault. Moreover, I knew deep down that you were going to catch me. You can think of it as me trusting you once again from this moment on.”
But it made everything worse because Lukas snapped at her, “No, you shut it! Don’t even say a word.”
Rhea was sympathetic at first, after all, her death would have greatly affected Lukas and as well turn him into his murderer since no one would believe that she had been the one that fell by herself. It wasn’t everyday that a woman comes to visit her ex and falls off the balcony without being pushed.
No, nobody would believe that Lukas was innocent and her mother would rain fire on him. The war between both of their families would become inevitable. Damn, Rhea had not really thought about the consequences of her action. But then, Lukas’s tone was insulting and her patience soon wore thin.
“No, Lukas,” She corrected him, “You don’t get to talk to me that – mmm,”
Rhea was cut off when Lukas pressed his lips against hers and silenced the rest of her words in a kiss. Alright, she thought, if this was his way of getting her to shut up, then she would make a hell of a noise all the days of her life.
The kiss took her by surprise as his lips moved against hers firmly and melted away every form of protest in her. Not that she was going to protest anyway. It had been a long since she kissed Lukas and right now, every nerve in her body came alive.
Rhea knew that she promised Elijah that she wouldn’t return to the base with Lukas, however, with how mesmerizing the kiss was, She was likely going to do anything he asked of her in a blink of an eye. Yes, including returning to the base with him. She missed him so much.
…..
A moan left her mouth as Lukas deepened the kiss and she was a goner. Rhea’s legs became weak as if there was no more life in them and gave out from beneath her, and Lukas was the one supporting her so she held onto his shoulder and anchored herself to him while he continued to ravage her lips.
Lukas kissed her with a ravenous need so great that it stunned her physically and mentally. His tongue stroked hers as he dominated the kiss. His hands wrapped around her waist and pushed her flat against his body such that the only space between them was the clothes between them.