Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
“It’s time to end it,” Rhea wanted to announce but before she could say a word, Lukas’s hands that felt like Iron had clamped around her waist and pulled her to him.
“Dance for me,” He whispered into her ears.
It was an order.
Rhea slipped out of his grip but did not attempt to escape knowing he would have her back here in no time.
“Catch me then,” She said to him.
Lukas grinned, flashing his white teeth in the process. He loved this cat and mouse games.
As soon as he reached for her, her movements proved quick and effective as she easily dodged him once more.
Rhea chuckled, this seemed more fun than she thought.
Now holding the pole, she circled it with a prowling gait without breaking eye contact with Lukas who was tangled in the intimate playful chase with her.
Then she lifted herself up just as Lukas came to stand in front of her and Rhea wrapped her legs around his hips, her silver stiletto heels digging into his back. He didn’t mind the pain one bit, his attention fixed entirely on the woman in front of him.
Rhea forget how to breathe as Lukas stared deep into her eyes, feeling his pelvis against her as she rocked against him. The move was sensual and her lips couldn’t help but part at his darkened gaze. She could feel his hard-on through his pants and Rhea had this naughty thought of rocking him till he was spent.
But the crowd was watching.
So she released her legs and pushed him away with her stiletto heel pressed firmly to his stomach. Lukas stumbled back in a daze and wanted to return so they could finish what she started but Rhea had already begun to perform the most intricate moves on the pole.
She was amazing and for a moment, Lukas was very proud of this woman. Yeah, she was outstanding, he’d give her that.
So bewitched was Lukas by that scene that he didn’t give much thought to Rhea climbing further up the pole. He thought she was about to perform another of her astonishing death-drop again.
But just as the music neared its end, Rhea let go of the pole and jumped.
His heart pounded in his chest so hard it seemed it would jump out pretty soon. When Lukas saw Rhea leap in the air, he didn’t even think twice, his body just reacted on its own and he caught her safely in his arms.
The crazy idea had come to Rhea while she climbed, what would it feel like to be weightless for one moment? Would he catch her or would he let her fall?
“You caught me,” Rhea whispered when she saw herself in Lukas’s arms with him staring down at her with a complicated gaze.
It proved her theory, she has a hold on Lukas.
Lukas felt an uncountable number of emotions go through him; he wanted to yell at Rhea for making such a reckless move; at the same time he was so concerned about her, he thought of checking her body for injuries; he was relived she was okay. There were just so many emotions!
“I knew it, you’re not as heartless as I thought,” She chuckled, rubbing her victory right at his face.
And that did it.
Lukas let go of her and Rhea landed right on her ass eliciting laughter from the audience.
However, unlike his men that were laughing seriously, Lukas’s gaze was steel and cold. She just used him. He had been worried sick for nothing. Nor did it sit well with him that she just called him weak.
…..
He was not weak! Neither would a woman make him weak! And definitely not Rhea.
So without speaking another word to her, Lukas left. He needed to be away from her and space to think – to think of his next actions.
Rhea was filled with anger and humiliation, how dare he treat him this way in front of his people? The crowd that should be cheering for her after that amazing performance was now laughing at her, all thanks to Lukas.
That good for nothing, arrogant, piece of scumbag occupying earth’s oxygen for nothing! Rhea cursed in her mind.
What she would do to him when she gets her hands on him, Rhea could only torture him in her imagination. She would only lay a hand on Lukas when she’s ready to die. For now, her life’s important – she’s hoping for Elijah to come and save her.
“Come on,” One of the dancers was the one who helped her to her feet.
“Thank you,” Rhea was grateful for the help.
It was while she was standing up that she heard someone clap and raised her head to see it was Victor.
At once, the other men realizing this was what they should have been doing instead of laughing at her fall released a round of deafening applause.
“Such hypocrites,” Rhea snorted at the sudden attention they were giving her, however, she still smiled genuinely at Victor.
Such a fine young man, life here would have been much better if Lukas was a little like him.
The crowd was still clapping even when Rhea left. The other dancers complimented her for the wonderful performance and her swift thinking and she thanked them in return for accommodating her.
It has been a long time since she got the opportunity to relax like this and to perform her dancing in front of the audience, it was exhilarating.
Rhea was a natural at dancing and once belonged to a dance crew, however, responsibilities, time, and financial constraints couldn’t let her continue. So she kicked that dream of being a professional dancer goodbye. There were bills to pay, a crazy family to survive and now, the Mafia to escape from. Her life couldn’t get any more complicated.
Unlike Rhea, the other dancers still had performances so she was the only one to leave and all she wanted right now was to get a rest.
Her body ached all over, not to mention her butt – big fat thanks to Lukas. It all seemed easy but pole dancing required lots of upper body strength. It involves body coordination because one don’t just use one part of their body but several. So here she was with her body screaming in pain considering the fact she hadn’t done this in a long time.
Rhea hit the part of her shoulder and arm where it hurt the most. She needed a message. But where in this hell hole would she find someone respectable enough to give her one. It would have been much easier if Mimi was here.
Kneading her shoulder and buttocks, Rhea had just entered the living room only for a scream to leave her lips because sitting on the sofa with his head lowered was Lukas.
“What the hell?” Rhea cried out, her hands on her chest. What did she do to Lukas to have him hate her like this?
First, it was touching her without her permission, then dropping her on the ground and now he’s moved to scaring the beJesus out of her. She might die from a heart attack before Elijah comes to rescue her.
Lukas finally glanced up and Rhea frowned at how worn out he looked. He was tired?
“You’re here?”
Her brows frowned, he didn’t hear her come in? Wasn’t he good at that stealth thing? Why was he distracted?
Well, none of her business. He disgraced her enough already.