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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
分數不夠
918 Chs

She Had Never Felt This Disgraced

Arianna froze.

Her body stiffened for like a minute or so before she realized what was going on and was appalled. How dare he?!

Arianna tried to pull away but Marcel had a bruising hold on her waist and she couldn't pull away. His kiss wasn't gentle either, it was brutal - and arrogant. 

He was trying to show her who had the upper hand here and he was winning. Marcel knew how much she loathed him touching her and yet that was what he did. 

His lips were not gentle at all, his tongue invading her mouth and stealing the little air she managed to snatch. The more she struggled against him, the further aware she was of her body pressing against his and her breast squeezing into his chest. 

His heart was pounding loudly and she could tell it wasn't from exertion but from the same desire trying to affect her. No, she can't lose control. Not now.