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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
Classificações insuficientes
918 Chs

How She Was Able To Steal His Wallet Right Under His Nose

"Who missed me!" Victor, Marcel's consigliere finally returned from his exile, no, break abroad. Since the boss himself had issued his return, he had been expecting a warm return.

So when he arrived at the airport without a single lackey there to give him a grand gesture, he had thought perhaps that Marcel was planning a surprise party at the base. However, when he returned - home sweet home- he was treated to a solemn atmosphere instead.

Victor stood at the front door with his arms in the air awkwardly; he had made an epic entrance.

"Hey," His hand fell to the side awkwardly, "Why are you guys doing this to me? Who died?" Victor thought he returned on the funeral day of whoever died.

He wasn't even worried about Marcel, that annoying bug can never be killed. If only Victor knew that was what Marcel thought of him as well - an annoying bug. That was why Marcel sent him away, his own consigliere and core member of his organization.