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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

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"That took longer than I thought," Natalie commented as soon as Eric came into the living room. She had expected her daughter would not be accommodating and would kick him out of the room immediately. 

"Yes, we had a bit of an adult conversation and I might have told her that we are a couple," Eric said, reaching for her hand and taking it, intertwining their hands together with a small smile. 

"Oh," A blush crept to her face. She turned to him, not directly looking him in the eyes as she asked, "And how did she take it?" 

He pursed his lips, "Well, surprisingly well. There was no screaming or cursing, or violence, well, a little bit of sarcasm was involved," He listed out. 

"That's not surprising." She said,