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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!

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She Scald His Tongue On Purpose

Whoever thought Marcel was better off without an adult's supervision, obviously thought wrong. Marcel was insufferable! How could he take those drugs without eating? And she didn't trust that hot-headed gangster to stick to prescription. Arianna has stayed long enough with Marcel to know that he never sticks to the rules. So annoying. 

"Miss Arianna, perhaps if you can leave everything to me…." said Beatrice, the housekeeper, who finally returned after her long leave. However, the cutting look from Arianna shut her up and she didn't bother her anymore. 

One needed not guess that Arianna was in a foul mood from the way she chopped the vegetables loudly, and with energy on the chopboard. She stomped across the kitchen to grab the ingredients she needed from the fridge, the irritation clearly written on her face.