Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
Mimi was the first person to sight her. Just as she thought, she was the last person to arrive as Mimi and Adele beckoned her to their table.
“I’m so sorry I’m late, I had to coax Aricel and Lukas before leaving.”
Adele snorted a laugh at the side, “You two are determined to call her that, kid is going to grow up hating that name.” She laughed once more.
“The name is a demonstration of the love between Lukas and me, even outsiders think it’s romantic. Trust me, she’s going to cherish it when she grows up and learns the history between her parents,” Rhea was sure of it.
“Let’s pray so.” Adele snickered, bringing the drink to her lips, tipped her head back, and chugged it.
“No, no, this is no time for argument. We came here to have a good time and don’t mind Adele, she’s just sour that she had to sneak out through the back door to escape her own children.” Mimi was the peacemaker, and this time, it was Rhea’s turn to laugh.
“You left through the back door? Tell me, did you go over the fence as well?” She laughed hysterically.
“Funny,” Adele arched a brow at Mimi, “Real move, Mimi. Smooth moves.”
Mimi in question merely shrugged and took her drink. If Adele was going to jibe at Rhea, she might as well give her bestie leveled ground. Before Adele became a member of their circle, it was merely her and Rhea anyway. That loyalty was forever imbued in her.
One might ask how did all three of them become so close to each other? Well, motherhood gave them a reason to bond, moreover, they were family, hence all three women couldn’t ignore each other and became friends. Hence, even the cold Adele had no choice but to let them in. So for the first time, she had women that she could call girlfriends.
“Alright, no more drinking!” Mimi announced, “We don’t want to be drunk on our feet already before having fun.” She grabbed both Rhea’s and Adele’s hands, tugging them up to their feet, “It’s time to dance!” She shouted in exhilaration.
“God, no,” Adele groaned, trying to pull her hand free but Mimi held on tight. “I suck at dancing.” That was her excuse.
“No one’s expert at dancing, you just go with the flow,” Mimi said in the middle of executing a shoulder move.
“Yes,” Rhea supported her, “You go with the flow,” The both of them began to execute the moves in unison.
Adele stared at the both of them, trying to put on a smile even though she was envious of their friendship. She knew deep down no matter how much she tried, she could never be part of the special bond between Rhea and Mimi.
Of course, it was understandable considering the both of them have been friends since the first time they met. Adele thought she should give it time and perhaps, one day, would feel like she truly belonged and not being carried along. If only she knew Rhea and Adele had already accepted her wholly as a member of their circle.
“Fine,” Adele agreed, shutting her eyes and hoping she doesn’t regret this.
“Good.” Mimi was ecstatic as she hooked her arms around Adele’s and Rhea’s, tugging them down to the dance floor. It was awkward at first for Adele who stood, watching them with rapt attention as if hoping to copy their move. But Mimi would have none of that and moved to her, taking one of her hands while Rhea took the other, both moving their hips to the rhythm of the song.
As if rehearsed, she and Rhea turned in her arms at the same time. Then Rhea went behind to grab her waist and rock against her while Mimi wrapped her arms around her neck and danced with her as if she were the female partner and her – Adele – the male.
“Shut down your calculative mind for once, Adele. Do not think, just feel.” Mimi whispered into her ears, encouraging her, and slowly, the tension began to ease from her body. In no time, she lost herself to the music and it was the three of them dancing on the floor widely.
They had no care, only to have a good time, hence they were not exactly inconspicuous to the others on the dance floor while they danced. But then they did not worry even though it wasn’t any of the Luciano family’s club or the Draven. What fun was it to go to a club you own?
But all three women felt safe knowing there was no way their husbands would send them off without accounting for their safety. Each of them knew somewhere in the group, there were soldiers sent to keep an eye on them and keep them safe. Other than that, their identities were hidden and as expected, there was always one entitled prick that would try to ruin their night.
The women ground against each other, obviously having fun when Mimi felt large masculine hands grab her waist from behind without invitation, startling her.
“What the -!” She turned to glare at the grinning fool who didn’t even feel the least remorseful and clamored,
“Don’t ruin the fun on my account!” He attempted to grab her waist the second time when she reached out and slapped him hard on the face.
What the hell was wrong with men thinking it was right to grab a woman without permission on the dance floor? It was not right. She came here to dance with her friends not vie for his attention, did he not see that?
However, the man must not be used to receiving a slap or two on the cheeks on the face from women because there was complete outrage on his face or he was simply high on something.
“How dare you, bitch?!” He attempted to reach for Mimi when Rhea as well landed a slap on his other cheek.
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The slap sent the man reeling as he saw stars in his vision. Unlike Mimi who had been taken aback by his action that reacted instinctively, Rhea’s slap was well planned hence the reason she put a lot of her strength into it; she intended to hurt him
“Who are you calling a bitch, your mother?!” She scolded him, stepping in line beside Mimi with her head lifted high. How dare that piece of shit lay a hand on her girlfriend?
“Y-you!” The man raged, now holding the cheek where Rhea slapped him, “The both of you are dead!” He threatened her.
“You have quite the confidence.” Rhea scoffed, folding her arms across her chest.
And oh, she finally saw why the man was confident because he did not come alone and about three of his minions stepped out confidently from the crowd. Just one night Rhea decided to be away from the stress of motherhood, and violence calls instead.
At this point, those dancing on the floor abruptly halted their having sensed something violent was about to go down and no one wanted to be caught in the middle of it. However, their pitiful gazes were directed to the women, wondering why they had to go cause with the miscreant and his gang.
Adele sensed movements from the corner of her eyes and knew that it was the soldiers their husbands sent to protect them coming to intervene. But Adele didn’t want any of that so she tactically made them signs to stand down. They were not princesses in distress and could protect themselves. Instead, It would be that fool’s death for underestimating them because they are women.
The fool was smug now that he had his backup and declared haughtily, “You must be scared now.” He grinned, “Perhaps, I might decide to reconsider if you -“
A passing wait walked across Adele with a tray of drink in hand and without a second thought, she snatched the bottle from him. Hence, the man was still talking when Adele stepped forward without warning and brought the bottle down on his head.
There was a startled gasp and screams from the crowd who saw the unbelievable scene play out in front of him. Even his so-called company watched in shock as their leader fell in the middle of his sentence and that delay was enough time for Adele.
The back ups broke out of shock and charged at Adele however she was well prepared and moved with the lithe speed of a well-accomplished killer. She used the jagged edges of the broken bottle to slash widely at the first opponent’s leg and he stumbled to the ground, howling in pain while a roundabout kick met the second person square on the feet.
The third managed to get close to her, throwing a punch at her face which she had seen coming and easily dodged, choosing to slash the arm instead at two places and he cried out, retreating at once. At least that one had self-preservation unlike his second bethren that she hard merely spared with a kick.
He had the advantage of weight and wrapped his arm around her, restricting her movement. But all Adele did was to turn her hand and stab him in the stomach with the bottle and he had no choice but to let her go, already in pain.
Adele turned and said to him with a sinister smile, “I barely avoided an organ, but you might have to hurry to a hospital if you don’t want to die from bleeding.”
She added a warning, not just to him but to the others, “If you want to play gangster, get basic training. Intimidation only takes you far enough, now scram!” Adele dropped the bottle and it shattered, startling them and driving home her point.
Without a word, he scampered away while holding his side, his face tight with pain while the other one with minimal injuries dragged away their unconscious leader.
Adele wiped her hands and turned to her girlfriend, “Done.”
“Such a show-off,” Rhea rolled her eyes, “You left nothing for me.”
“There was nothing to be left for in the first place.”
“There were four of them.”
“All amateurs and didn’t even scratch the surface,” Adele hinted that her playthings were not enough to pass around to her.
“Damn, girl, you are blood thirsty.” Mimi threw her hand around Adele’s shoulder, complimenting her friend. She had no business fighting for human targets like Rhea.
Mimi hated to fight. She would rather take her battles to bed, that is if you get what she means. Victor has taught her a few defensive moves which she could execute; kicking the target in the balls; stabbing her target in the eyes; biting her target wherever she can get her teeth on; using the gun when left with no choice. Anything more complex than that was not her cup of tea.
While Adele did not show it, her heart still warmed with Mimi’s gesture and Rhea playfully quibbling with her. It felt good to be complimented for doing something nice. However, her face still wore her indifferent mask as she said, “I think this is the point where we leave here.”
Rhea turned around and discovered that everyone was throwing them wary looks even though the Dj continued banging his number after he abruptly stopped during the chaos. Even if the decided to stay around, they would be uncomfortable with the number of eyes on them having drawn enough attention with that fight.
“I second that.” Rhea agreed, already leading the way and the others followed after her. They didn’t care about damages since their babysitters stalking them would take care of it.
“Where do we go now? Our time is not yet up.” Mimi asked as they stood outside the club staring out at the main road and busy night lives.
“How about some food? My stomach is beginning to growl after all that alcohol.” Rhea decided.
“Sure! We eat and then we gossip! Good call!” Mimi could never pass up good gist.
Rhea, Mimi, and Adele finally decided on a simple restaurant that was just around the corner and didn’t have to trek too far. Although the late-night air cleared their head just a little bit and in no time they were basking in the warmth the restaurant provided.
Picking up the menu, they made their orders before relaxing for a conversation that wasn’t going to end anytime soon.
“So…” Mimi started, which honestly wasn’t surprising. She was a natural at initiating conversations even with the most awkward company, “How is married life going for you?”
The question was directed at Rhea and she blinked in surprise, pointing a hand to her chest, “You mean, me?”
“Yes, you. Who else was I going to start with?” Mimi shrugged, looking between the both of them – she and Adele.
Rhea said, “You practically know everything about me. I thought you were going to start with her, she’s the most reclusive person in this group.”
Adele in question lifted the glass of water to her lips and took a long sip, pretending not to have heard her. She did not sign up for this, no one should drag her into it.
“Just like in games, you have to start up from the easy to the difficult level even in conversations,” Mimi argued.
Rhea flinched, her mouth slack in disbelief, “I’m the easy level?”
Mimi shrugged, saying defensively, “You said it yourself, I practically know everything about you. Isn’t that what you call an easy level?”
Rhea huffed and thankfully, before she could continue quibbling with Mimi like housewives, Adele interrupted her by asking, “Has there been any news of Daniel?”
There was instant silence at once and Rhea stiffened involuntarily having not seen that question coming. Her mouth opened and closed without a word, swallowing down her saliva nervously. That name “Daniel” was a sensitive topic to bring up even while with Lukas. Lukas chose to believe that his father was dead and dealt with the loss by pretending it never existed in the first place.
Rhea knew that was an unhealthy way of dealing with his emotions because no matter how hard he tried to ignore it, Daniel was still alive somewhere. And one day – she knew it – he would surely return, If not for anything, but to get to know his grandchild – and she dreaded that day.
“No, nothing. There’s no sign of him, not that Lukas has bothered to search. He thinks of his father’s voluntary departure as good riddance and doesn’t want to talk about him.”
Rhea swallowed down saliva and continued, ” As much as Daniel was a horrible man, he is still his father. Had he died, it would have given Lukas closure but Daniel is pretty much alive somewhere and I know Lukas misses him. Perhaps, that’s why he loathes himself so much. He’s not supposed to long for his father, but he does. Lukas doesn’t understand that’s what makes us human and is not like we have a choice to choose our parents. I’m sure you understand that as well.” She hinted at the fact that even her – Adele’s- mother chose to leave her and go with Daniel.