Taken By The Mafia Lord

An awkward silence reigned in the cell after Kenith's revelation and he was delighted with the result. Arianna thought she played smart and won, but he would turn the tide against her. She would not go scot-free for this.

Of course, Kenith was very furious because his pride as a man was crushed during this incident. Not only did he fail to sleep with Arianna but he lost his position of power in the gang and respect.

He didn't dare to think what his subordinates must be thinking of him. Who knows who took over his position? Now he wanted nothing but to hurt the bitch that put him in this predicament.

Big Joe sighed heavily, "In the end, you're still trying to drive a wedge between Arianna and me," He looked at Kenith with an unsmiling face, "Do you like her that much?"

"What?" Kenith was surprised by that question. This was not the reaction he was expecting from Big Joe, by now he should be furious at the shocking discovery. What was going on?

Kenith shifted uncomfortably on his seat, "What are you talking about, boss?" Something was off.

"Arianna already told me all about the video,"

At once Kenith's eyes widened in shock. Why would Arianna tell him that when it would only be detrimental to her. What was she thinking? She must be eager to die!

Big Joe went on, "She told me it was all Marcel's idea and they forced her to dance else she faced being tortured," Big Joe told him.

Kenith's jaw almost dropped to the ground from the revelation. He had not seen that coming. Who knew Arianna was such a good liar and a smart strategist? He had underestimated her ability and planned to use the video as his trump card to reverse everything in his favor.

If that little bitch hadn't ruined his plan, Kenith was confident he could manipulate Big Joe enough to have him released. It was brothers before pussies.

Big Joe trusted him with his life and he knew everything concerning him; he knew which button to play and set himself free.

Sadly, that was no longer possible. Kenith thought to use the trust Big Joe previously had for him but that was no longer possible because Arianna was slowly taking his place in Big Joe's life.

"She's lying to you!" Kenith quickly said.

"And that was exactly what Arianna said you would do. Try to accuse her of lying." Big Joe disclosed to his horror.

Kenith laid back on his chair exhausted to the bones, Arianna was more lethal than he thought. She covered every loophole that he could have exploited. Arianna was using his circumstance to buy over Big Joe's trust - the trust the man once had for him. Damn it!

"And I'm telling you that she's lying to you!" Kenith stood by his word, "She's using you for Christ's sake, can't you see it?!" He lurched forward and tried to grab Big Joe so he could make him see sense here.

However, before he could even take a step forward, one of the soldiers punched him in the stomach causing him to groan, stumbling back to his seat.

They didn't have to say it out, this was the sign he shouldn't step one foot near Big Joe while talking. He knew it quite well because he had once been a torturer as well.

"She's lying to me?" Big Joe scoffed, "You mean to tell me that a defenseless and fragile woman like Arianna would be able to refuse Marcel's order to entertain him?" He cocked a brow at him questioningly.

"Not if she wanted -"

Big Joe didn't let him finish his excuse and added, "Come to think of it, if I were to blame anybody for all of this mess, it should be you for losing her and letting her fall into Marcel's hands in the first place."

Kenith felt a throb in his head and it was all because his situation was not looking good. Big Joe had so many doubts about him right now and the more it increased, the less trust the man had for him. And the lesser opportunity for him to leave this place sooner.

He tried to speak but no words could come out from his mouth. Kenith wasn't just mentally exhausted, he was physically drained as well. His blackeye was red and swollen and he could barely open them because it caused him so much pain.

"I'm sorry," Kenith apologized at last with a deep exhale.

He figured out that since he wasn't able to use Big Joe's trust anymore, he might as well concede to the crimes. As much as Big Joe wasn't smart as he is, that doesn't mean he was stupid. Big Joe was a keen businessman.

"I didn't know what came over me and I did what I did. In fact…." Kenith fell on his knees at once, "Forgive me for being irresponsible and failing your trust! Forgive me my brother, friend, and boss," He finally remembered his place in this organization and Big Joe's supremacy.

When the situation doesn't look too good and the evidence stacked high against you, one had to take a step back and admit the sins, begging for forgiveness. Remorse was a intense emotion and a big game-changer.

"Just don't cast me away yet, boss! We've been together for long and you know that. Remember my sacrifices and strive to grow this gang. We promised to do it together, do you recall?" Kenith intentionally went down memory lanes.

This was a ploy to elicit pity and as well prove that a relationship of yesterday was stronger than a relationship of today that was weak, unsure, and shaky.

Kenith plopped down to his knees began to knowtow several times notwithstanding the pain in his body. If he needed to bow his head to be back to his spot, then so be It!

"Forgive me boss for I'm sorry. In your anger, have mercy and do not forsake me like this," He pleaded exaggeratedly

But Big Joe only straightened his back and lifted his head saying, "Of course, I consider our relationship, why do you think you're still alive?"

That was a good sign, Kenith thought. But he was faster than his shadow.

"However, you touched my woman and would bear the consequences for it. Your life would be spared but you would be stripped of your title and position in this gang and take on the necessary punishment for your action. Until my wedding is over, you would spend your time here in deep sober reflection," Big Joe passed on his judgment.