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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
Not enough ratings
918 Chs

Lost To The Music

Arianna shivered at the ferocity in those words and she wondered if she was doing the right thing by being stubborn about this. She didn't want anyone to get their eyes destroyed all because they stared at her lustfully, she had a feeling that Marcel was not joking about his threat. May God help her tonight. 

Marcel traced the curve of her naked back and she tried not to be too aware of him. Together, they both left for the party that was already in full swing by the time they arrived. She should have known that Mimi and Victor together were never a good combination because they both were occupied with the attendees. It was nighttime and the clearing was decorated with strings of light that illuminated their paths. Keys of drinks were being dragged in and a stage was set up with a Dj playing numbers that got people - she had no idea about - dancing to the rhythm.