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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 · Urbain
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A Heir For Marcel

If only Clara said those words in front of Marcel, she would have hidden her face in shame from the look on his face. Marcel had his signature poker face on but one could tell he thought of Clara's suggestion as a joke.

However, he still listened patiently until she was done speaking by asking, "What do you think?"

But to Clara's surprise, no response came from Marcel's side and she feared he hung up on her only to peer up at the screen and discover that the call was ongoing.

"Marcel...?" She called his name worriedly.

"Clara..." Marcel finally spoke up and his tone was so heavy that her heart missed a beat. Had he seen through her by chance?. 

"What?" Her reply was almost a whisper. The sudden tension in the air bothered her. 

"Do not poke the hornet's nest," Marcel said to her gravely. 

"W-what?" 

Although it was an idiom, she got the message. Marcel was warning her not to do anything reckless.