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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 · สมัยใหม่
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918 Chs

We Meet Again

"You're home."

Victor barely entered his room before his cousin welcomed him. As if he needed it.

"You do know trespassing is illegal," Victor said, wondering where he heard that. 

Oh right, that was from Mimi. So this was what it felt like? Well, he'd take permission from her before trespassing the next time. 

But Marcel replied in a calm tone, "I technically own this house." He reminded him, now standing to his feet. 

But Victor stood his ground, "Even a landlord doesn't break into his tenant's place," He wrapped his arms across his chest, flexing his muscles, "Tell me, Marcel, what are you doing here?" 

"To apologize?" 

"Apologies don't repair the damages caused," Victor said coldly. 

"But it would make you feel better," Marcel argued. 

"No, Marcel." Victor shook his head, "Not in this situation. I begged you, dearest cousin and you all people know that I don't do that!"