Taken By The Mafia Lord

Marcel caught Arianna as she fell, her small body fit snugly in his arms, and for some reason, he felt a sense of peace. She was safe and here with him.

Although he didn't admit it out loud, Marcel had this fear that Elijah had gotten to her first and he wouldn't see her ever again.

He didn't doubt even for a minute that Elijah wouldn't be able to do that. It has become clear to Marcel that the reason they had been able to catch Elijah the first time was out of carelessness.

This time around, Elijah was being extra careful - which was why they hadn't caught a niff of him. He wouldn't be a legend if he didn't have that ability.

"Boss, what's your status?" Marcel was startled when he heard the voice in his ears. He had forgotten he still had the comms.

"Good," Marcel said before he huffed slightly as he threw Arianna's limp body over his shoulder. She was heavier than he thought.

"How about the target?" He asked.

"Secured,"

"Keep your ground till I'm there," Marcel informed him before taking off the comms. He looked behind him to make sure nobody was tracking him. The least he needed was to be oblivious to an attack especially when he had Arianna with him. Not only would she be a dead weight to him but he wouldn't want her to get hurt.

Marcel went into the house and in no time located his men with Elijah in the middle. He was still with his mask on while he was tied up in a kneeling position.

His gaze brightened at that scene while his grip on Arianna instinctively tightened as if Elijah would snatch her and zoom off like the Flash if he wasn't careful.

Even when one of his men opted to take Arianna from him, Marcel refused and stubbornly carried her on his shoulder as he stepped closer to Elijah who had his head lowered. He didn't trust anyone but himself to keep Arianna safe.

Once he came closer, Marcel reached out and snatched the mask off his face causing the young man thought to be Elijah to look up at him.

Just as he thought.

Tsk, what a big disappointment.

"That's not Elijah," Marcel announced to everyone's bewilderment, tossing the damn mask as far as he could.

There was a shocked gasp from the people present. How was that possible? They definitely caught the man in a mask that tried to take Arianna away - just as their boss predicted he would do.

"How do you know that, boss?" Asked one of them, drawing nearer to scrutinize Jeremy's face. However, that didn't help since they knew nothing about how Elijah looked in the first place.

Of course, Marcel knew that before arriving here but he needed to take off the mask to confirm what he thought. He has no clue about Elijah's identity but the man was too smart and leaving through that front door was as good as asking for a death sentence. No mercenary in his right mind would do that - the back door was the safest exit.

Aside from that, this man's physique didn't match Elijah's as well. This man here was of average height and in his eyes, there was no superior intelligence and arrogance in there. He didn't match a cold-blooded mercenary at all; he looked more like a miserly gangster.

That man was no other than Jeremy, the one that Elijah used to run his errands in the Red Giant gang.

"Now, you said it, I think he looks familiar," Samuel was still saying when another person rushed in to announce.

"The police would be here in approximately two minutes, we have to leave,"

"Take him," Marcel commanded at once, "Tighten the security around him so he doesn't escape else every one of you should be ready to sacrifice your lives in exchange,"

Jeremy might not be Elijah but he was sure the both of them must have met to have been to mislead him - Marcel - like this. He needed to get every bit of information he could get from him.

Marcel laid Arianna on the backseat of the car before he climbed in. As soon as he sat, he then repositioned her such that her head lay on his lap while the rest of her body was stretched out on the seat. Hopefully, she was comfortable.

The driver took off immediately and they were already on the road when the first police van passed them in a hurry followed seconds later by the others.

It was good they left on time.

Marcel was not afraid of being apprehended by the police since he'd be out in no time due to his connection. However, he had enemies at every corner and one of them might take advantage of that opportunity to dig up shit about him and lock him up.

He can't be away from his position as boss for a long time with his greedy relatives around the corner. Not only would it bring up an internal war but the enemies might take advantage of that discord and destroy the Luciano family!

He can't let that happen! As the boss, Marcel had sworn to uphold the dignity of the Luciano family and protect their legacy.

Feeling Arianna stir beneath him brought his attention back to her. For sure, Arianna was a beautiful woman, but when she slept, she looked soft and angelic and it did nothing but stir his protective instinct.

What was he going to do with her? Marcel wondered as he brushed away the hair from her face, feeling her soft skin that made him gulp.

Marcel withdrew his hand at once as if he was shocked by electricity. He was venturing into dangerous territory.

Until he gets his hands on Elijah or at least knows his plans, he can't get too close to Arianna. He of all people knows what emotions do to people like him having manipulated people in similar positions in the past. People like them aren't supposed to have weaknesses.

Elijah could have gotten her out today, albeit with difficulty compared to when she's prisoned in his territory yet he didn't. What was going on in that crazy mind of his? The thought left Marcel on tenterhooks. He loved planning and having things in control but now things are spinning out of control.