Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
“Flight?” Rhea’s face scrunched up, “I thought that you would smuggle me out through a ship at night. It seems much safer than a plane ride where they could be waiting for me somewhere and snatch me right before I leave,”
“Exactly, leaving by ship is much safer and that makes it the first place they would search for you. Even if they go to the airport, they would believe you went through a smaller airport since you don’t have the resources and time to schedule a flight. They would also be watching those close to you to see if you’re in contact, “
“Mimi,” Rhea gasped. She had intentionally left her friend out of this for the sake of her life. Sadly, the mess she made was catching up to her girlfriend. Rhea sincerely hoped nothing happened to her Mimi.
“Fine, let’s do it,” Rhea agreed even though she was still suspicious of him.
“Good,” Elijah said, stabbing at his pancake and finally asking the question he had been holding in, “How did you know Lukas?”
“Huh? Who? Lukas? Who’s Lukas?” Rhea wanted to be sure it was the one she knew.
“He was at the club that day and one of his men was the one holding you down when I resued you,” Elijah said.
“Oh, that one,”
“Yeah, that one. How did you know him and what did you do to him that he sent men to come after you?” Elijah asked, pushing his meal aside and wrapping his arm across his chest, his muscles flexing from the action.
“Oh, that man? He came to my place of work and I think I insulted him a bit. I just can’t believe he’s petty enough to come after me,” Rhea intentionally omitted the fact she stole from him. Call it instinct or something but she felt she had made a grievous mistake by stealing from him.
“Really? ” Elijah asked, his brows furrowed. It didn’t make sense that Lukas came after her just because she insulted her. If that was the case, Lukas could have killed her already.
But he had to come to the club himself to fish her out. Something doesn’t seem right or she was lying or ignorant? He hoped the lather else they’re fucked up.
It’s enough that Lukas was chasing after him, he can’t add Rhea to his problem. She deserved a stable life with a better partner than him.
“You must know him…” Rhea went on, fishing for more information, “He’s a bad man, right? How else would he have so many lackeys?”
Elijah searched Rhea’s gaze and saw the curiosity there. His gaze narrowed yet he still masked his expression and said, “Yes, he’s a very bad person and you would do your best to stay away from him,” He muttered under his breath, “Thankfully, you didn’t steal from him,”
However, Rhea heard him, and confusion mixed with anxiety zeroed in on her. It was a bad thing to steal from him? Just how bad was it? Rhea was tempted to ask him, however, she knew Elijah was smart and would find her questions suspicious, so she shut her mouth.
Surely, he wouldn’t come after her because of the wallet? Lukas wasn’t that petty, right? But then, she was leaving the country tomorrow and he wouldn’t be able to find her anymore.
Moreover, it was just a wallet – with a bit of cash. Fine, too much cash.
Well, when she leaves the country and settles down, she would surely pay him back. She just need the cash to sort out her financial constraints and once she worked hard, she would send the money back to him one way or the other.
“What about you? Are you a bad person?” Rhea finally asked the question that has been bothering her.
“Why?” Elijah smirked, revealing the dimples at the corner of his cheek, “Are you having second thoughts about me or is it essential to make the decision you’ve been battling with?”
Rhea sighed, “You know you do have a habit of answering questions with questions,”
“And you have a habit of evading my questions,” He smirked.
Rhea groaned, this was not going the way she wanted it. Things had been fine between them until now.
Suddenly, Elijah stood from his seat, and Rhea’s heart raced, her gaze looking around as she searched for a weapon in case her fears about Elijah turns out to be true. Her gaze then settled on the fork beside her plate and realized they could serve as a weapon if the need be. She could stab him and run off before he catches her. Rhea hoped it worked.
With each step Elijah took, her heart pounded and Rhea thought she would have a heart attack at this rate. She slipped the fork under the table and waited for the right time just as Elijah stepped before her and then without warning, leaned towards her.
It took Rhea all her willpower not to just jerk forward and stab him, but she knew it was not the moment, at least until he shows his intentions towards her.
Elijah said, “You asked what I do for a living?”
Rhea could only nod.
“I’m a mercenary,”
She gulped, it was true.
“Any more questions?”
“Have you killed anyone?”
“That’s like a number one requirement for my job,” Elijah confessed, watching as her face fell.
“However,” He added, “If it comforts you, then you should know I don’t kill women and children. That’s my code of moral,”
“But you’ve killed innocent people?”
“Nobody is truly innocent, Rhea. Not me, not you. Don’t tell me you didn’t throw people under the bus just to escape from Big Joe?” He challenged.
Rhea wet red in the face at being caught red-handed in her crimes. He was right, nobody was innocent at all.
She glanced up and continued her question,” What do you want from me?”
“Honestly?” Elijah chuckled, “I don’t know. You might think I’m crazy or something but you interest me and it makes me greedy enough to have you,” He said, staring her straight.
At this point, Rhea didn’t know whether to loosen her grip on the fork or to tighten her grip. The guy just said he doesn’t know the reason he was crazy for her. Wasn’t that a sign she should run for her life?
Rhea was ssurprisedwhen he grabbed her chin gently, tilting her face in his direction. She stared into his electric blue eyes and was lost for words.
“You seem to have problems making decisions. Let me help you with that,” Elijah said, just as he pressed his lips against hers.
It seemed like Rhea had been dreaming when he pressed his lips against hers. She froze up, her body unmoving until Elijah deepened the kiss and a moan left her mouth.
Rhea was stunned, her eyes widening. This was the first time she had kissed a man on the lips – the pecks she gave Big Joe didn’t count at all.
Her heart pounded in her chest with a concussive force that made it seem like she would suffer a heart attack soon. Rhea loved watching soap operas and each kissing scene had always made her crave that emotion. She wondered what it would feel like to have the lips of the love of her life on hers. Only now, she didn’t know how to describe it.
Her toes curled on itself and she felt this urgency to respond so she wrapped her hand around his neck while the other fisted his shirt, pulling him closer.
Elijah must have seen that gesture as her permitting him because he boxed her in, his hand wrapping around her waist while he braced himself on the seat.
Nothing mattered to Rhea at that moment except the feel of his lips on her. If she knew how exhilarating kissing was, perhaps she would have dated more. Or perhaps, it felt more wonderful because it was with the right person. Was Elijah the one for her?
Heat pooled in between her legs, Rhea took his lower lip in between her teeth and nibbled gently before sucking on it. Elijah groaned, his hand digging into his waist as she kissed him wickedly.