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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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The Master's Affection

Arianna woke up with a startle, confusion all over her face as to where she was. The last thing she remembered last night was Marcel laying his head on her lap, and she watched over him. After that, her memory was blank.

Looking around now, she recognized that the room was Marcel's. She must have fallen asleep and he brought her here. 

Seriously, why didn't he take her to her room? The thought of his men seeing her leave this place and creating more rumors about the both of them made her want to cringe. 

She wasn't Marcel's lover neither would such a thing work between them. It was time to make her stand clear; he should stop having ideas. 

She had to leave this place. Dahlia decided and just let out one leg down the bed when she froze and slowly lifted her leg back up the bed. Because lying on the floor at the entrance of the room was no other than the mighty Lion, Samson.