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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

History Is Repeating Itself

Arianna woke up to blinding sunlight, barely stirring when the memories hit her and she sat up with a jerk only to be held back by cuffs. 

"Alright this is beginning to get old," She muttered, pulling at the cuff which wouldn't budge. First it was big Joe, then Marcel and now Elijah. Wonderful. 

She turned upon sensing movements. 

"Hey, it's okay…" Natalie told her cautiously when she sensed Arianna already pushing her body into an offensive stance. 

"I'm not going to hurt you." 

"Well, you're not exactly persuasive," Arianna hinted at the cuffs holding her down. 

"I know it's not exactly the best welcome gesture, but it's for your own good else you hurt yourself…." Natalie wiped her face with both of her hands. It was just the both of them in the room now, having told Eric and the others to give them space. This was between her and her daughter and she had to speak to Arianna one on one.