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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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Too Big A Distraction

She messed up, didn't she?

Arianna realized that at the last minute after Marcel went incredibly still, his face was void of expression yet his arm around her waist tightened with so much strength she couldn't help but cry out in distress, he was crushing her bones.

At that moment she suspected that Marcel was capable of snapping her neck before she saw it happening with the ferocity in his eyes. There was a dangerous aura pulsating out of him and though she couldn't see it, the goosebumps rising on her back were enough evidence. 

Without warning, he suddenly yanked her hair back and she yelped, striving to be free but he twisted her arms behind her back. When Marcel stroked them through, smoothing the strands, Arianna was expecting a vicious grip.