Taken By The Mafia Lord

743 I Will Always Find You

“You shouldn’t throw your shoe next time. What if you hurt yourself while walking barefoot?” Marcel said with a tenderness in his voice that melted her heart.

Arianna propped up her chin on one elbow so she could look at Marcel all she wanted while he helped her wear her stiletto heel. Staring at him with a love struck expression, It was hard to believe that they had come this far. Arianna remembered vividly that she hated his ass even though she had been attracted to him.

Thinking about it now, Arianna thought the reason she hated Marcel so much was not just because he uprooted her from her life, he was just not what she wanted. If one should ask Arianna what her life would be like in the next five years without Marcel’s interference, she would say happily married to an ordinary man.

Being involved with a Mafia Don did not meet the criteria in her wish list.

In that future of hers, after taking control of the trust fund her father left for her, Arianna would open up businesses that she would run together with Mimi. Together, they would be two rich badass friends – even though Mimi was technically rich already – living their life to the fullest.

She would come out of her shell all thanks to Mimi’s influence and would have enough fun with all the guys she wants before deciding to settle down for marriage. Oh no…. Wait a minute, something seems amiss… Arianna knew it deep down.

Oh yes, her mother would come for her and since Natalie isn’t married to Eric by then, she and Elijah would have a chance encounter and fall in love with each other – eww, but she had to go on for this purpose. Because of her shortcomings in her life, her mother would have no choice but to end her love for Eric, and give her the chance to have a future with Elijah.

And just like that, she and Elijah would get married and have kids. Together, they would live happily ever after.

Yeah, it was a pretty good future, but welcome to reality.

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Although Marcel represented her lost future that she would never have, this reality was so much better. The future was bound to change but Arianna was sure of today and today is her choice. Love comes in different ways and while some persons have an easy and fairytale love, others have to first battle the thorns before seeing the beauty within.

And like she always said, if all the girls married the good men, what about the villains?

“Done,” Marcel finished sliding her gorgeous leg into the heel, intentionally caressing the length of her long leg.

“I have a question though,” Arianna said, intentionally ignoring the shivers he elicited inside of her with that gesture.

“Go ahead,” Marcel said, crouched down in front of her without taking his gaze off her.

Arianna stared at him hard, saying, “If I hadn’t requested that we meet and reconcile, would you have broken up with me for life? Would our future be over just like that?”

“Says who?” Marcel retorted.

“Huh?” Arianna blinked at him, confused. She muttered under her breath, “But you didn’t want to see me… I thought… you meant… the silence…. You were angry… you broke up… ” She effused, having no clue what to say to that.

Marcel chuckled at her flustered state. She looked so adorable while confused. He then stood up suddenly and leaned over her and caused Arianna to decline into the seat awkwardly, startled by his movement. She was seated on the side of the seat instead of facing her front.

“Sure, I was pissed off at you,” Marcel admitted. “But hear me, Mia Cara (my dear) I could never stay away from you for too long and I had planned to kidnap you back to the base and start our history all over again.”

Hearing his confession, Arianna’s jaw fell open. He had been planning to kidnap her again? What’s with these people kidnapping her? And though Arianna found his willingness to bring her back to the base cute, she still was concerned about the kidnapping part.

A small gasp left Arianna’s lips when Marcel wrapped his hand around her waist and made her sit upright without warning. She was pressed against his chest and her nipples prickled in awareness. Her breath became ragged with Marcel successfully wedged in between her legs and his hand slowly trailing down to rest on her thigh.

Arianna gulped, with them this close, it was doing weird things to her body. Not to mention that Marcel lowered his hot lips into her ears and said to her with promise.

“You can never run away from me, Arianna. No matter where you run or whoever tries to separate us, I will always find you. The both of us are meant to be together.” He finished by looking into her eyes – slightly shocked green eyes meeting darkened, lustful gray ones.

That didn’t sound creepy at all, Arianna thought about his words. Instead, she was turned on by it. It was not surprising when Marcel tilted his head to kiss her, she opened up to him immediately.

However, just as their lips touched, a horn sounded from behind, shattering whatever heated attraction that saturated the air around them. Both parties broke apart, startled by the noise.

While Arianna was grateful they didn’t push ahead, Marcel turned to glare at those two idiots behind them with blazing intensity. He was going to murder them pretty soon. Nonetheless, he made his point to Arianna already. She was going nowhere as far as he was alive. The both of them complimented each other perfectly.

Arianna sat properly on the seat and Marcel closed the car door after her. While Marcel should have walked through the front of the car to get to the driver’s side, he intentionally walked through the back to catch a glimpse of the fool.

The idiot Arianna hit earlier was the one who pressed the horn and Marcel stared at him as he worked his jaw.

“Are we going to stay here for the rest of the day or what?” He asked when Marcel stood there without making a move, watching him as he acted oblivious to what he did.

Marcel eventually calmed down and left him. He climbed into the car and started the ignition, ready to take off. The idiot was not worth the trouble.

If it wasn’t for the fact that there was tension between both families right now, Marcel would have gladly had a nice conversation with him tonight.

For once, Marcel did not choose violence.