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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 · Urban
Not enough ratings
918 Chs

Things Would Work Out Somehow

This was no longer a dream, Arianna sensed it when everything was becoming too realistic. However, she didn't have the time to ask because Marcel had already begun to wreck havoc on her body.

A gasp tore from her lips when he slid his fingers through her core. Arianna moaned at that gesture, her hand now digging into Marcel's arm.

Her moan was loud and throaty, which made him swell. He could feel how wet she was down there and she grew wetter with each stroke of her clit. She was all wet for him.

"Marcel," She practically begged him to quench the fire inside of her because he was running his fingers through her opening teasingly.

Marcel's eyes were dark with desire in his gaze so smoldering that Arianna couldn't bear to look at him.

"Look at me," He commanded, rubbing his thumb through her as she arched her hips instinctively.