Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
“But not one like mine,” He grinned at her, “Two people can never be the same,” Victor was smug.
“God, you’re so full of yourself and I’m not having this conversation with you naked!” She insisted.
“In that case, we could do something productive then,” He said, backing her into the wall that she wasn’t far from.
“Victor, stop it,” Mimi gasped when his lips moved to her skin, kissing her on the spot between her shoulder and neck.
“And if I don’t want to?” He dared her, his hands on her hips while he kissed down her throat. Mimi moaned, the feeling was exquisite.
Victor smiled against her skin when he saw she let down her defenses. As he thought, she was easy to get.
His lips were deadly, that was for sure. But Mimi didn’t want to be only the receiver and so her hands traveled down to grab his member and stroked his head.
He groaned in approval.
“Yes, baby, come on, you got this,”
Mimi continued to stroke him, pumping against his length and Victor relished the delicious shivers until he felt a sharp pain and his eyes shot open.
“What the hell are you doing?!” Victor screamed.
Mimi was holding his balls too tightly and she fully intended to cause him pain.
“I told you not to touch me,” Mimi’s voice was stern and her eyes were wild. Did he take her for a fool that just jumps into any man’s dick? He had to be worth it.
“Fine, I’m sorry. Now let go, please,” He begged her. The girl was crazy.
The truth was that Victor could easily decapitate Mimi but not when his balls aka his future generation was on the line. He was close to being down on his knees already for her sake.
But Mimi only tightened her grip and Victor groaned – it definitely wasn’t in pleasure. However, she was careful not to permanently damage anything – she hoped?
“You’re lucky enough that I’m a kind bitch because the next time you pull such a stunt on me, I’ll crush you till there’s nothing left.” And to prove her point, she tightened her grip.
Victor groaned in agony, almost to the point of crying. This was torture in the highest degree.
And with that, Mimi took her leave. She knew she was dead after this – Victor would make her life miserable – but she would worry about that later.
No sooner had Mimi left, Victor bound for Lukas’s office.
“Who -?” Lukas was startled when someone barged into the meeting he was having with two other members.
“Christ Jesus! Victor!” He cried out when he saw his cousin was in nothing.
But Victor didn’t care as he yelled, “I want her dead this instant!”
Lukas was confused and so were the men with him – who tried not to compare the size of their dick with his.
“Who?”
“Mimi! That…! That….!” Victor couldn’t even find the words to compare that wicked witch that almost terminated him without trying hard.
“Why should I end a useful and beautiful woman that would be a great guest at your party tonight,”
At that comment, Victor’s head whipped up only to see the wicked smile on Lukas’s lips and he realized that this was payback time.
Damn you.
“It’s been two days already,” Big Joe announced to Kenith who was kneeling in front of him. He knew the reason why he was summoned here today and it was because of Rhea. Nothing else.
Perhaps if Kenith knew how taken Big Joe was with Rhea, he would have kept strict surveillance and never let her escape until the wedding was concluded.
It was a good thing for Big Joe to like Rhea because it was a big boost to his plan. But then, it was also a huge problem if Big Joe loses his patience and kills him. It would be a loss of his plans and his life. Well, not that
Kenith would stand still and watch Big Joe end him.
Without the bastard knowing, Kenith had already conquered a third of his people and eliminated the others that were too loyal to him – Big Joe – enough to spill his plans.
Big Joe didn’t suspect a thing thanks to the fact he concealed it well. Kenith claimed they had tried to betray him and killed them in the process of trying to stop them. Big Joe believed him as usual since he has never failed his trust, well, until now Rhea slipped through his fingers.
He was his perfect loyal dog until Rhea ruined it by escaping. The bastard Big Joe was probably thinking of ways to replace him, not that he cared anyway. Soon, he’d be the one in charge of all of this place.
Even at that, Kenith couldn’t afford a war now. He wanted his ascension to the throne to be non-violent and blood-free and that was why Rhea had to be the scapegoat. Having war on his hands meant the destruction of resources and manpower and that can’t happen. If the gang was going to remain on top, he needed as many as possible to grow it – every hand must be on deck.
It was quite sad Rhea’s life would have to come to an end and he would stop it if he could. But he couldn’t.
…..
Once Big Joe’s death was framed on Rhea, his brothers – fellow gang members – would make to exact revenge for Big Joe by torturing and ending her life.
If he dared to interfere in her punishment, they would begin to get suspicious of him and surmise he was an accomplice, after all, he was the one who benefited the most if Big Joe was dead.
Moreover, Cassy would not accept Rhea’s survival. It was enough that she was jealous of Rhea’s beauty and accused him of having feelings for her which he denied countless times and calmed her doubt by making sweet love to her till she was pleased.
But the guilt was beginning to grow nor could he admit the fact that each time they made love, all he could imagine was that she was Rhea and writhing beneath him as he drove her to the edge.
God! When did it start?! He couldn’t tell but it got worse after Rhea left and his guilt only kept increasing each time he lied straight at Cassy. He lied to the face of the woman he loved.
Does he even still love Cassy? It was hard to tell, not when Rhea poisoned his mind. Well, what man would not be taken by Rhea? She was a wildfire that entranced the heart and soul.
The sooner she died, the better it was for him and the male population that might go through the same ordeal he was experiencing. Just like Helen of Troy, Rhea had to die else earth might experience a much greater disaster like World War three.
“I asked you a question!” Big Joe repeated, rousing him out of his reverie and Kenith realized he had been moping at him like a fool, lost in his thoughts.
“Sorry,” He quickly mumbled an apology, clearing his throat.
Kenith raised his gaze, saying, “It’s true that I’ve not gotten a trance of Rhea but I believe we would get good news soon,”
“Good news, huh?” Big Joe found it funny before he narrowed his gaze at Kenith, asking, “You sound confident. What makes you so sure of yourself?”