Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
He glanced down at his watch, it was time already. As if on cue, his phone beeped with a message
[It’s done.]
Konstantin was dead.
Richardo laughed at the top of his voice as Alex set to work, sending all of the funds to his account alone. It took a monster to destroy a monster. What was the use of paying off his debt when he could be in charge instead? With money comes power and now, he has bought over the Bratva.
The streets of this city was about to swim with blood. There would be no mercy.
Mama Is Always Right
“Good morning, sleepy head,” Those were the words that greeted Lukas when he opened his eyes. Rhea was lounging on his bed and she was smiling down on him, today was going to be a good day.
Excited at the rare and beautiful sight, Lukas lunged at her, intending to gather her into his arms but the sharp pain that cut through him did well to remind him that he was still a patient. Good grief, can’t a man get a woman here?
Rhea snorted, amused at the scene, and decided to do him the favor by leaning forward and pressing a brief kiss to his lips, “Good morning, Lukas.”
“Good morning, love.” He said, chasing after her lips but Rhea turned her face the other way, saying,
“Brush.”
Lukas groaned, lying back down on his back. He swore he was usually lazy around her and he liked it. It was hard to catch a break around here and her presence seemed to make everything easier. Sadly, this was not the time to go on leave. There were so many things to handle since that shoot-out .
“Lukas,” Rhea sat up, patting him on the shoulder, “Get your lazy ass off the bed.”
He turned, only to wrap his arms around her waist, and placed his head on her lap instead, mumbling some words that she couldn’t comprehend. Rhea looked at him and shook her head in pity, this is what happens whenever she comes around.
So she let him be, knowing that he wouldn’t remain on the bed forever. Instead, she leaned back against the bed’s headboard, staring at nothing while her fingers played with his silky hair. The both of them remained in that position, relishing the comfortable silence until Rhea felt a hand travel up her thigh, and she could feel the goosebumps upon her soft skin.
…..
The breath catching in her throat alerted Lukas that she was now aware of what he was doing and when she did not attempt to stop him, he took it as a silent approval.
She should stop him, Rhea had thought. But then, why? He was her boyfriend and he was making a move on her. Well, except for the fact that her boyfriend was currently injured and shouldn’t engage in any vigorous activity till he recovered. Perhaps her mother was right, nothing can stop a man from having a go at it even if he was crippled.
“Lukas….” Rhea reminded him, his hand getting increasingly close to her sensible nub. Her breath was ragged now, her chest rising and falling.
Rhea was in his shorts that she stole from his wardrobe yesterday to go to bed. The shorts were bigger on her which meant Lukas had enough space to slip his hand through the edge and she was not wearing any panties.
But Lukas only hummed a response as his hand continued its expedition until he found her clit and rubbed through her wetness. A sound that was close to a moan left her throat and Rhea had to bite down on her lips to keep the sounds from coming.
Her hand was clutching the sheet tightly as she felt the feelings beginning to spring to life and Lukas said to her, “Come on, love, we both know that you can’t hold it back forever.”
And as he spoke, Lukas began to circle his fingers on her clit and she let out a sharp gasp, throwing her head back as she tried to hold on to that semblance of control. But then, there was something sinfully wicked about him working her clit like that and she can’t even see him.
“You know that you can’t win this, Rhea,” Lukas said even as he continued to circle her clit and she could feel it in every inch of her body. He was like a master violinist and her body was the poor strings being pulled.
Rhea was writhing against the bed, her hand clutching a fistful of his hair and pulling at it so hard it hurt but she stubbornly refused to moan out her pleasure and give Lukas what he wanted.
She said to him in between a hiss, trying so hard to control herself, “You can’t always have what you want… God damn you, Lukas!”
Lukas must have been waiting for that response because he increased his assault, and a moan slipped free from her mouth. Damn, she failed! But who cares when it feels so good?
Rhea finally let herself go as Lukas wanted, mewling and moaning her desire as his finger slid from one end to the other, lapping at her clit. He increased his pace and added another finger so her head felt light and she felt she was levitating as white-hot pleasure cascaded through her and then she was falling back to earth.
Her chest was heaving as Lukas finally withdrew his fingers and sat up to face her so she watched as he licked her juices off his fingers. The heat in the depth of his gray eyes told her that not even his injuries would hinder him from devouring her whole this morning.
Her mama was right.
“You said something about brushing, you wouldn’t mind assisting a patient carry out his morning hygiene routine?” Although Lukas said it so innocently, Rhea knew from the glint in his eyes that this was far from over.
Lukas was not going to force her to do anything she doesn’t want to, so she should say no for his health’s sake. But of course, she did the opposite, always a glutton for punishment. But then, could you blame her? The man was so devilishly handsome that if he said, drop your pants, she would do it without hesitation. He wielded his weapon beauty like a weapon.
Moreover, she was leaving soon and who knows when they would meet again. She had to take advantage of this moment to the fullest else she misses him again. So Rhea got out of the bed and stretched her hand which he took and she helped him to his feet.
And they went into the bathroom where she helped him with his hygiene routine.
Wink wink.
Fight For Your Love
A sexually gratified couple was a happy couple. That could be said for Lukas and Rhea as they finally left the confines of their bathroom and bedroom to associate with the living. But then, thanks to their hanky-panky, Rhea forgot to release a piece of very important news to Lukas and one should have seen the murderous look on Lukas’s face when he came downstairs to find Akim dining with his family.
“You!” His features distorted and Akim who had once been enjoying his conversation with Winters over breakfast stood up abruptly, his seat producing a squeaky sound. He looked like a rat who had been frightened into a corner by a bigger predator and fiddled with his hands nervously, sweat coating his face.
“What are you doing here?!” Lukas said in between a hiss, striding in his direction but Rhea got in his way.
“Babe,” She clasped his face, hoping to calm him down.
“Do not ‘baby’ me right now,” Lukas didn’t want to listen to Rhea knowing only she could talk him out of it. He already made it clear to that boy that he didn’t approve of him. He was a prince and Winters was a hacker. The both of them were two worlds apart and he would only hurt Winters.
But Rhea persisted, clasping his cheek with both of her palms and fixing his gaze on her, and said, “Everything’s my fault, I was so distracted taking care of you that I forgot to tell you that he slept over last night.”
“Eeh?” His brows drew together, “He did what?”
That was when it dawned on Rhea that she just said the wrong thing. Instead of extinguishing the flames, she added fuel to the burning flames. Uh no.
“That bastard!”
…..
Akim swallowed when Lukas pinned him with a look and his feet got moving as soon as Lukas slipped from Rhea’s grip and came after him.
“You dare to sleep over at my place….with Winters?” Lukas lunged at him but Akim narrowly escaped and now they were playing a game of chase around the dining table.
“Fuck it! It’s not what you’re thinking, Lukas!” Winters defended him. She too was on her feet and stood protectively in front of Akim. If Lukas wanted to get Akim, he would have to go through her first.
“Tell me what I’m thinking?” Lukas sneered.