Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas) >>
Unfortunately, she had her own plans as well and that was to escape here and if using him was going to be the answer, then so be it. May the best player win.
Thankfully the swelling wasn’t much and there was no need for compressing the ankle with an elastic bandage. Her sprain would heal in a day or two as far as she doesn’t move much and gets enough rest.
“You should rest now,” The collector said and to her surprise, tuck her in.
“I won’t be able to sleep since I’m in a foreign environment and I might need company,” She said and saw an unknown expression cross his gaze.
However, it was gone almost as soon as it came and he resumed his calm demeanor saying, “You would have to endure the loneliness till your husband returns home tomorrow,”
Rhea thought she would die from a heart attack at the mention of her husband. God, this was real. She was getting married and it wasn’t a man of her choice. Heck! She doesn’t even want to marry yet! She still enjoyed being single.
“But then you can make do with Netflix,” He turned on the television and handed the remote to her.
Rhea’s mouth twitched, this wasn’t funny.
“See you later,” He was prepared to leave when she shouted,
“Wait!”
He turned with a raised brow.
“I don’t even know your name,”
He smiled politely, “Kenith,”
“Oh, Kenith,” Rhea nodded, memorizing the name because she was sure as hell that he was vital to her plan.
“Thank you, Kenith,”
“Ugh,” Lukas woke up to blinding sunlight filtering through the window. However, that was the least of his problems because right now, something or rather someone was licking his face.
At first thought, Lukas thought it was Samson and sat up with a startle, intending to give that beast a piece of his mind, however, he was treated to a cute-looking chihuahua staring back at with adorable eyes.
“God,” He groaned, what kind of assault was it this early morning?
His face was filled with drool and it pissed Lukas off. He had not a single idea about a dog’s normal social behavior. At three years old, while other kids were getting dolls and toys, Lukas was already practicing how to disassemble and assemble guns.
In one word, he has no pet aside from the lion who was still lying lazily on the ground and watching that new intruder with bad intention. To Lukas, Samson was more of a companion and guide than a pet.
If there was anything Lukas loved so much, that was his sleep and the chihuahua had disrupted that. So without thinking, he grabbed the chihuahua off his bed and hurled him to the ground, and tucked himself in, going back to sleep.
At the sight of the chihuahua, a malevolent glint flashed in Samson’s eyes and he ran his long, rough tongue across its mouth. The little chihuahua didn’t need a prophet to tell him that its life was in danger and he jumped at once at the duvet but it was slippery and he couldn’t get a firm hold. So it began to bark fiercely and in dog language, begged Lukas for help.
…..
Lukas sighed as he heard the constant barking, what he had put himself into? He had no choice but to reach out, grabbing onto the scared chihuahua all to Samson’s dissatisfaction and bringing it back to the bed.
The instant the chihuahua found itself on the bed once again, he walked over to Lukas’s and laid next to him such that their sides were touching.
At that action, Lukas didn’t know whether to laugh. When he wished for someone on his bed, it was a human and a sexy woman at that, not a dog. Well, he would have to make do with this one.
The chihuahua must be a fast learner because it didn’t bother him until Lukas had about an hour more of rest before he rose for the day.
The chihuahua was on his tail and Lukas couldn’t take a step without the little creature by his side. Lukas knew he was scared of Samson and couldn’t send the beast away because lions were territorial creatures and this has been his home since its birth. Unless Lukas commanded him, Samson was a boss of his own.
Lukas went into his large bathroom where he lathered the tub filled to the brim with water while the chihuahua stared.
“You do know if you were human, you’d be called a pervert for looking at me that way,” Lukas said to the dog who barked in response.
“Yeah, I know I’m handsome,” Lukas winked at him, running his wet hand through his blonde hair.
The chihuahua barked once more as if he understood him.
“And I must be going crazy,” He added under his breath, “I’m now speaking to a dog of all things,”
Lukas took a mouthful of breath and ducked into the water with his eyes closed. He stayed there for about five minutes and while he was underwater, the dog kept barking as if he knew he was endangering his life.
But Lukas resurfaced with a gasp of life. This was something he did every day and wasn’t scared of drowning. Each time he was underwater and close to death, he felt peaceful and at rest. But then, it wasn’t time to rest forever so he had to surface each time.
Lukas finished the rest of his shower and came out only to realize a part of the chihuahua’s fur was wet and it hit him, the dog has not been bathed yet.
He frowned at once, would he need to bathe that thing? No, there was no way on earth he was wasting his time bathing that burdensome creature. He would rather get rid of it than do that.
Three minutes later…
Lukas was seen lathering the shampoo into the fur coat of the chihuahua using his hands. Contrary to what he thought, the annoying creature wasn’t standoffish nor anxious about getting bathed, making the whole work all easier.
If only his men could see the scene of Lukas bathing the chihuahua while following instructions from his phone, they would have probably laughed at him till their belly hurt and tears escaped from their eyes.
Lukas only cared about himself, In fact, he wasn’t the one who washed Samson and had a special team for that. But then, Samson was as proud as Lukas and tended to make things difficult for the team except Lukas was beside him.
Once the Chihuahua was fresh and clean, Lukas took it out of the tub and wrapped him up in a dry towel. According to instructions from his phone, he gently rubbed the towel against its body to speed up the drying process.
So while Lukas blew dry his hair, there was a chihuahua by his side to attend to as well and all this while, Samson watched their interaction.
The big cat watched both of them with keen interest and felt threatened, not because the chihuahua was strong enough to beat him, but his position was slowly being taken over by that little pest. He had to show that little thing he was the boss here and the original family of his master. But then, this was not the right time; he had to be patient.