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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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Her Mother Was Back

Reading that response from Marcel, made Arianna's eyes widen a little. She sat up abruptly and began to look around her room. By chance… it can't be that he inserted secret cameras in her room to spy on her? 

No, Arianna cleared the ridiculous idea from her head. Marcel has not even stepped inside the house, not to talk of her room. It was impossible. Could it be her phone then? 

Arianna laid back down on the bed and stared at the camera in front of her. Was she thinking too much or was the phone's front camera made with a spy cam? None of it made sense. 

Another message came from Marcel and she remembered her chat with him. 

[Marcel: Why are you silent?] 

[Arianna: How did you know that I'm naked?]

It wasn't until the double tick at the end of the message flashed blue, signifying that it had been read by Marcel, Arianna finally realized what she wrote to him.