Filed to story: Bring It On My Mafia Life Novel (Rhea & Lukas)
“Don’t worry.” Rhea said to her, ” I plan to tell him tonight.”
Why Didn’t He Die?
There was a lot on Lukas’s mind as he drove to see his father. Honestly, when that news came, Lukas had somehow hoped that the man was dead – at least it would save him the trouble of finishing the job himself – but at the same time, a tiny bit of him hoped that he was okay. And it was that tiny bit of him that he resented so much.
His father was right, he was a weakling. He had gotten his compassion from his mother and that emotion would be the death of him. Look at him, he had a girlfriend who was keeping the secret of another man that was also his enemy from him and yet he kept her alive. As if that wasn’t enough, he couldn’t protect his sister enough. And the cherry on the top, his father was a thorn in his side, amazing right?
He was pathetic.
But then, what could he really do? The alternative was becoming his father and Lukas would never entertain such a thought. Growing up, his dreams have always been to be different from the man and his anchor was the thoughts and memories of his mother.
Lukas couldn’t just understand it, why did his father treat his mother the way he did? Lukas couldn’t even see himself ever laying a hand on Rhea, it was equivalent to harming his own body. It just didn’t make sense. Why would his father harm the one he loves? Was it just an act of masochism or was he simply that depraved?
Or he never loved her?
That single thought sent chills down Lukas’s spine and he gripped the steering wheel tight, a furrow in his brows. Why had he never thought from this angle? He had simply assumed that couples were supposed to have affection for each other. Otherwise, how could they have endured each other enough to have a child?
Now that he thought about it, even as a child, there was no love lost between his parents. While his mother might have liked his father in the end, there was always that coldness in Daniel’s eyes whenever he looked at his mother. He could almost call it repulsion, resentment, hatred…. That was the same look he had in his eyes whenever he was with Clara, Lukas came to a startling realization.
Just like Daniel almost forced him to marry Clara, what if the reason his father was harsh towards his mother was that he was forced into marrying her – the one he didn’t love?
…..
Sweat trickled down Lukas’s forehead even when he was in an open-roofed car and a shiver of apprehension danced down his back. He didn’t like the startling discoveries he was making and he tried to push it to the back of his mind. It was all theories, there was no evidence yet – only his father had them.
Thanks to the nervous energy and butterflies fluttering in his stomach, Lukas stepped it up, racing to his father’s fortress, and made it there in record-breaking time. The security around Daniel’s place was doubled and Lukas almost laughed at the situation.
Daniel was weak and if there was any time to take him out, it was now and his father knew that, hence the fortifications. Lukas was let in without question, however, the tension in the air was thick. Everyone of them knew that he didn’t have a great relationship with his father and he might as well be here to eliminate him.
If only they knew that Lukas had nothing of such a nature in mind. If his father was going to die, Lukas prayed it would be in the hands of the many people he provoked. Let their face be the last thing he saw and know how pitifully he lived his life.
It wasn’t until Lukas made it to the entrance of the house that he was stopped. He looked at the two men in front of him arrogantly, “What?” he questioned.
“I’m sorry but you need to be searched,” The man dared to say.
Lukas chuckled sarcastically before his face darkened, “I dare you to lay a hand on me,”
“I’m sorry but it’s for the boss’ sake, you do know that he’s injured and -“
“And you do know that I’m the boss above all bosses,” Lukas cut him off, a coldness in his eyes as he went ahead to say, “I am the Don of this family and my word is above that of my father. In one word, I owe you and your life as well and If I say move, you move. Do you get it?!”
There was no response.
“Answer me!” He yelled in his face with great intensity.
“Yes, Don!” The man answered, finally realizing his place.
Lukas didn’t say anything, he simply shoved the bastard out of the way without being interrupted. However, Lukas only took three steps when he halted, the anger inside of him burning fiercely more than before.
Before any of them could do anything to stop him, Lukas already pulled out his gun and shot the bastard right in the head. There were shouts of alarm and most of the soldiers reached for their guns, but they could not do anything in the end. As much as Daniel ruled them with an iron fist, Lukas was still the boss. They were under him.
It was a warning. Lukas’s authority was not to be belittled anymore – especially when it concerns his father. Without as much as a word, Lukas tucked the gun into his waistband and resumed his journey. He had passed the message he wanted.
He finally located the room his father was in and pushed the door open. Daniel was awake and being checked by his doctor, however, his attention shifted to him when he came inside.
“Hoho, what a surprise,” He laughed.
Oh, he still had the energy to laugh, Lukas was suddenly regretting ever wishing he survived. Staring at Daniel’s smug face made nothing but anger stirred inside of him.
Why didn’t he die?
Daniel Was Lying
“Oh, come on, give me a smile, would you?” Daniel cooed, “I mean your old man narrowly escaped death, the least you could do is be happy for his life. Do you know?” He continued to say, “In the past, huge miracles like this one are given as testimonies in the church. Do you think I should consider a testimony chicken and fellowship with the lord when I’m back on my feet?”
Lukas didn’t know whether his father was teasing him or fucking around with him, but either way, it wasn’t funny at all. The anger inside of him only kept boiling the more Daniel talked.
Not only does the man have the talent of attracting trouble wherever he goes, but he also has the special skill of aggravating him. Was he seriously joking around in this condition? Because it wasn’t funny to Lukas at all who still had his poker face on.
“I swear to God if you keep on with that frown, then it might get permanently etched on your face and you don’t want to look at that face forever,” Daniel started laughing at the thought of such a thing happening only to end up wincing and coughing in the end.
Ouch, his stomach really hurt. Natalie should have just finished him off already. At least he would be chilling with the devil already, smoking the flames of hell. But then, God loved him so much that he decided to give him a second chance at life and Daniel promised the almighty creator that he would make “very” good use of it.
Lukas couldn’t help but pity his father because, at the end of the day, he was all alone. One could almost say that this was his father’s way of trying to draw his attention to him, Lukas was so flattered – note the sarcasm.
For someone who got shot in the stomach and nearly died, Daniel was quite talkative. He said to Lukas – who hasn’t uttered a single word since he arrived –
“Whenever I want to see my son, I have to beg or force him to visit me, however, the moment you hear that I almost died, you come running here to see me like a prodigal son…” He wriggled his brow, “Or a man getting home to his lover,”
“Oh God no,” Lukas cringed, “Please do not ever say that way again,” He wanted to throw up. He and Daniel were not close enough to crack such a dry and expensive joke. It was disgusting.
…..
“Or perhaps, you’re here to confirm if I have died or not so you can finally live your life in peace?”
“That’s more like it,” Lukas was not ashamed to admit it. What does his father think he came here to do? Feed and rub his back and wish him to get well? He could rot in hell.
“How’s my daughter-in-law doing?” Daniel suddenly asked and Lukas’s expression shifted – his father does talk a lot when in pain. Daniel knew how much talking to him aggravated Lukas yet he kept on speaking as if somehow he wanted him to get a share of his pain – to make him know how he was feeling right now. Yeah, sadism, much?
Lukas stood to his full height, looming over the man on his death, no, sick bed. Yeah, Lukas felt like ending him right now. His patience was slowly thinning out, especially with him involving Rhea.
But even with Lukas’s intimidating figure, there was not an ounce of fear in Daniel’s eyes, only mirth. The man was crazy.
Lukas crossed his arm, saying in a warning tone, “I don’t know what you’re thinking, but don’t even dream of it.”He released his arms and stepped closer to the man, “Because if you dare to lay a hand on Rhea, I promise you….” Lukas placed his hand on Daniel’s stomach, squeezing hard on his wound and no matter how Daniel was, he couldn’t stop the painful groan that left his lips.
“I would end you most miserably, killing you slowly, and would enjoy every bit of it,” Lukas promised him with chilling darkness in his eyes. When it comes to Rhea, he would gladly let the world burn down to the ground if that meant she survived. Rhea was his joy, the source of his light and he wouldn’t allow anyone to extinguish that light forever.
Daniel cried out, “Why are you doing this to me, a poor, helpless old man? Just because I’m not able to defend myself, you maltreat me already,” He almost sounded genuinely hurt.