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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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Don't Let Us End

Adele was trained to notice even the most subtle change in her environment, not to mention that she lived alone and knew when something was not in place. And right now, whoever broke into her place tried his best, but that cologne gave him away. 

Pulling out her pistol and holding it in a strong grip, Adele carefully stepped into the corner of her living room, using the wall as a shield before stepping into view, seconds away from pulling the trigger at the intruder only for her eyes to widen when her sight fell on Elijah sitting on her couch. 

"Hey," He waved at her as if he owned the place while Adele's feet were stuck to the ground. What the hell? 

Adele didn't lower her weapon nor did she let go of the trigger, her finger just rested there, her mind undecided. Of all people to break into her home, Elijah was the least of them and it was quite a shock, to see him once again.