Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
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It made his groin swell especially with the little clothing she was wearing and he had no doubt that every male in this room had the same thought. And that made him angry, very, very, angry.
He was the one who first called dibs on Rhea, no one else! They had to know that! Yet Lukas couldn’t take a step forward knowing that would be the end of him. He would lose his head over her and he had to prove to his people he was in control. Rhea was not the one holding the reins here. It was him!
And then she made that drop – and his heart almost dropped with her. For a moment there, Lukas imagined a scenario where her hand slips off the metal, and she falls to her ass or braces her body with her hands only for the bones there to crack under the impact.
He winced at the imaginary sound of her bones cracking and his body jerked forward, as if heading to the stage to catch her from falling. But before he could even take a step, Rhea made a perfect drop and he released a breath he didn’t even know he had been holding. She would be the death of him
The rhythm pulsed with heavy bass that he could feel to his bones and Lukas knew she intentionally chose that song. She was sending a message to him. Sadly, she wanted the one thing he couldn’t give her.
He might not have noticed at first but it was clear to him now that Rhea’s Fate was sealed the moment they met. There was no changing it.
Lukas felt a sudden weight on his shoulder and he turned to see that it was Victor that was resting his arm on him while he held a drink in his other grasp.
Victor whistled and turned to meet his gaze, “She’s amazing, isn’t she?”
Lukas growled at him, “I’ll kill you after this,”
“Oh come on, we both know you’re not going to do that. Moreover, you wouldn’t have been treated to such an amazing sight if I hadn’t orchestrated this. You should be thanking me, you know,” He grinned at his dear cousin before taking a sip of his drink from the plastic cup.
Lukas grumbled low in his throat, unable to come to terms with Victor’s logic yet unable to refute his claim either. He hated this cousin of his.
“Now I see why you are desperate to do her,” Victor gestured to Rhea that was now climbing down the stage gingerly, literally on all fours, with a sensuous gait that could even put Catwoman to shame. And all she did while still following the rhythm of the song.
Lukas gulp, that was the sexiest thing a woman has ever done for him. Not that he has not seen other women pull off that move but she was just special. Everything she did was special. He wanted to own her.
“She’s dripping hot,” Victor confirmed for him and something like a growl escaped from Lukas’s throat when he saw the way his men crowded her.
“You said they hated her,” Lukas said with a not so pleased tone when he saw the way his men circled her and she seemed to delight in the attention.
“Guess they changed their mind,” Victor gave him a knowing smirk, and that pissed Lukas more.
Victor knew this would happen and to think that Rhea was in cahoots with him. If he had known that his cousin and Rhea would make such a great team, he would have never given them both a chance to bond.
Strange enough, his men circling Rhea like prey didn’t ruin the dance, if anything it seemed like it was all part of the routine. Like a showstopper scene in a movie musical where the main cast is playing cat-and-mouse chase with her lovers.
Except that Lukas didn’t exactly like the part where one of the men put his face in between her neck and probably kissed her there while another wrapped his arm around her waist. But she shrugged them off and continued with her dance in the limited circle they created.
“Easy,” Victor said, calling back his attention, “at this point, you might bore a hole in someone’s head,” He mused.
Lukas realized at that moment that his nails were digging into his palms so deeply he was close to drawing blood. Yet he couldn’t relax, she was driving him crazy.
He turned to Victor, “You stop that music now!” He commanded, running his hands through his hair. Lukas was close to running crazy.
“Am I crazy, this is my party. Don’t forget you permitted me to do whatever I wanted. And damn…” Victor whispered so loudly that Lukas didn’t need to guess that Rhea had performed another move that would warrant him prancing through and get her off that stage.
He met Victor’s amused gaze as he said,” If you’re not doing her dear cousin, I’ll help you with that,”
Then Lukas turned around in time to see Rhea slip a scarf off the neck of one of the men while she pushed another back down to the seat with her stiletto heels that was now placed on the edge of the seat before she used the scarf to tie around the man’s neck pulling him up to his feet and closer to her body while lip-syncing to the music.
[ You don’t own me]
Rhea had never felt in control than now. She felt free and powerful like she was on top of the world especially with the way all of the men in here wanted a piece of her.
She was the queen now and just as Rhea wanted, she successfully brought everyone to their knees even though her body hurt like hell from that drop she made. But the adrenaline kept her going and the testosterone that saturated the room was so thick she might as well choke on it.
But she didn’t care, that was what she wanted anyway. And the DJ understood the ambiance as well because he replayed the music even when it was due to end. The crowd was high because of her and no one wanted the fun to end anytime soon.
Rhea knew Lukas was watching and didn’t give a care. This song was dedicated to him anyway, so he should watch and listen well.
Although Rhea knew this wouldn’t change his mind or the plans he has for her, she wanted him to know that she doesn’t belong to him. She was her own person and may God help her if she dares find an opportunity of leaving here, she would escape without looking back. May God help her, indeed.
So when she met his gaze over the shoulder of the man she was currently gyrating her hips against, Rhea smirked devilishly at him. She passed a message to Lukas, other men wanted her so he shouldn’t treat her like shit. She deserved to be treated like a lady.
Unfortunately, if Rhea knew that act only woke the primal beast inside of Lukas she wouldn’t have attempted that in the first place.
“I would kill you,”
“What?” Victor was surprised at his tone.
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Lukas turned to him with a fierce gaze, “I would kill you if you dare try to do shit or even think shit about her!” He growled threateningly.
“Easy there, big boy,” Victor raised his hand in surrender, a humorous glint in his eyes, “Finder’s keeper, remember?”
Victor was only fooling around with him, Lukas struggled to remember that because he was almost tempted to beat his cousin into a pulp when he made that statement about f*cking Rhea.
He was the one who found Rhea first and he would be the one to decide who she sleeps with – like heck, that is happening. Not now, not in a thousand years.
“She’s not my type anyway,” Victor defended himself,”Rhea looks like the type that would rain fire on earth and you’re more suited to douse out the flame. Go on, big brother alpha, go claim what’s yours before those low ranking wolves get a nip,” he encouraged his cousin.
What’s his? Lukas felt the word ring in his head. Rhea belongs to him? Of course, she does.
A wicked smile graced Lukas’s lips as he pushed aside the first man in his path. The others upon getting the hint made an opening for Lukas the way the Red Sea was parted.
Rhea was busy dancing and going from limb to limb when she sensed a sudden commotion and out of nowhere, Lukas appeared in front.
At once her throat dried up and her lipsynching trailed off, almost like she went off-key.
Lukas smirked at her, a predator’s prayer before he pounced on its prey.
Oh no.
Even though the lyrics belted out loudly from the speakers, Rhea did no longer feel as powerful as earlier. The fight was no longer in her favor and it was time to back down. Also, she had danced enough already, it was time to call it a night.
However, even when she climbed up the stage, Lukas gave chase as if he knew what was on her mind. The other dancers must have noticed the tension as well because their routine was no longer as perfect as before.