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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 · 现代言情
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918 Chs

Fight Me

Marcel looked like one threw shit on his face and Arianna couldn't understand why? Did she do something wrong?

She gulped, calling his name carefully, "M-Marcel?" who knows? She couldn't always tell what he was thinking?

"I'm never having kids," Marcel said to her surprise and that only made Arianna more confused. What does having kids have to do with his face looking like that?

Could it be because she frowned at him for calling the child, ugly? Arianna couldn't help but shake her head in disbelief, sometimes Marcel was more childish than she thought. 

Well, it was refreshing to see this side of him. This side of him was better than his serious and mean side. Sometimes he was so scary she imagined if he had the same red blood flowing through her veins?