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Taken By The Mafia Lord

[Completed] Nemesis!  If Arianna had known that irritating man would change her life in the worst way possible, perhaps she would have poisoned his coffee the first day they met. Arianna who was tricked and about to be married off to a Loan shark by her uncle's family, finally found a way to escape. However, that was all ruined when Marcel, the feared lord of the underworld captured her. The one thing she desired the most - her freedom - was taken from her. Marcel prided on the fact that he was well feared, respected, and revered in the city. His name caved terror in the hearts of people, however, his reputation is put to test when a familiar stranger relieved him of his property right under his nose. Anger simmers in his veins as he goes on a manhunt against the pickpocket who robbed him. When he gets Arianna, Marcel is sure to show her that nobody steals from Marcel Luciano and goes scot-free. On the other hand, Arianna loathes him so much and would do everything to escape that crazy Mafia. Unfortunately, what if she ends up stealing his heart as well. Read to find out. ~~~~~ "You're a monster, Marcel," "Don't monsters deserve to be loved too?" *Note - this book has strong sexual themes, strong language, violence, and gore. It would leave you on the edge and get you screaming for more. So if you can't handle the burn, drop it without abusing me in the comment box (I won't take it lightly if it does happen). If you can handle the burn, then welcome to the Mafia world!

Glimmy · Urban
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918 Chs

He Was Whipped, She Has Lost Her Mind

Arriving at their destination, Marcel was not refused entrance and he drove into Draven's residence, deeply pleased at the level of trust that he's gained with Eric. 

He parked in the open space and stepped out of the car to open the door for Arianna, helping her step out. 

"Thank you," Arianna told him nonetheless, knowing he was just being a gentleman. 

Marcel didn't say anything, rather he pulled her to his side, his hand resting on her waist. His touch was subtle, almost nonexistent but enough for her to feel the protective warmth he naturally exuded. 

Together, the both of them walked up to the porch only to find out that Natalie was outside, waiting for them. And for once, Marcel was grateful that he had listened to his head that warned him to do the right thing by sending Arianna home, unlike his dick that had other plans contrary to this.