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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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I Will Have You

However, as the heat built on, Arianna let go of his finger and screamed out, "I can't do this anymore!" 

Marcel didn't complain and let her be, a smirk tugging his lips to the side. In the end, he won against her. His pride was stroked.

Arianna cried out her moan, pulling him closer than he could possibly get. She wanted more. They should create a fire, but right now, it seemed as if Marcel was rubbing two stones together and all it produced were sparks. But then, even though the spark was not enough, she still wanted it. She would make do with it at the moment. 

"Fuck!" Arianna growled, clenching and unclenching his suit with the rhythm of the torrent of pleasure attacking her with no care that it would be rumpled later. Each of his movements scraped against her clit and almost drove her crazy.