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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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Holding Something Over Him

"You can be assured Mr. Altair that your goods would arrive safely across the border without a hitch and on time. Thank you for doing business with us," Marcel assured his last client of the day.

"Of course, I trust the Luciano family and their capability," The man said, the both of them standing up to their feet and shaking hands as they sealed their deal. As soon as Mr. Altair left, Marcel slumped back to the seat with a sigh. He was exhausted yet the thought of going home filled him with energy. 

Home? Marcel had never considered the base as home since he had properties scattered across the country and abroad that saw to his need whenever he traveled. As a crime lord and a criminal, he had to be careful with his dealing, and that included his location as well.