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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 · Urbano
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918 Chs

Call Dibs On Her

Music Recommendation- You Don't Own Me by grace - no rap extended version. 

Marcel would have stopped her.

If he had any faintest idea she could wreck this kind of havoc with just her body, he would have figured out Victor's plan in the first place and stopped them.

She was like a wildfire that couldn't be tamed and would spread till everything in its path was destroyed.

Marcel couldn't take his eyes off Arianna. He was like a man bewitched by a witch even when the female company by his side did everything possible to get his focus back on her.

He gave her just one glance and she scurried away like a fox with its tail on fire. Sometimes he didn't need words to portray his intention and the lady had seen enough of the threat in his eyes. Fortunately, she understood her body's instinct for flight and escaped while she still had the time.