Taken By The Mafia Lord

Meanwhile, on the same night, a woman could be seen amongst the hundreds of exhausted-looking passengers pouring into the arrivals hall.

The tall brunette woman, although middle-aged, was a stunning beauty and her forest green eyes would have been visible if it wasn't hidden behind the aviator glasses she was wearing.

She was wearing an elegant white trench coat with its matching bottoms and a bag with minimal jewelry. Even at that, she exuded power and an innate sense of fashion in her tall leather boots that one could have mistaken her for a model.

But that reality was shattered when suddenly a group of men in black suits came out of nowhere and formed a file in front of her. They bowed, saying in unison, "Welcome back, boss lady!"

The woman was startled, her hands on her chest. She had not expected them to pop up in her presence and now as she looked around, she realized their little stunt drew attention because people were staring at them in both amazement and curiosity.

She smiled nervously after taking off her glasses, trying hard to hide her embarrassment. When it seemed the public's attention had shifted from her, the smile vanished from her face, the elegant atmosphere around her vanishing, replaced by annoyance.

She gestured at the leader of the men with her finger and the man stepped forward with no clue what she had in mind. As soon as he was close enough to her side, she kicked him right in the knees and he jumped, yelping in pain.

"What's with this commotion?" She chided him, "Didn't I ask you guys to let me return in peace?"

"You did - Aww!" He exclaimed in pain as she hit him once more, "It was the young -"

"I did," A deep voice interrupted them and she instantly turned to stare at the handsome man standing away from her with a bouquet in hand.

The woman was stunned, her hand dropping before she cleared her throat and straightened her back at once.

"Eric!" She exclaimed, a smile crossing her face the instant she laid her eyes on him.

"Natalie," Eric breathed, stepping towards her confidently. He met the woman halfway, pulling her into a hug.

"Eric!" She breathed upon his neck, hugging him tightly.

"I knew it was a huge mistake informing you that I was returning," Natalie said as soon as they broke apart.

"Even if you told me or not, I would have tracked you down anyway," Eric said, presenting the flower to her which she accepted gladly.

She sniffed them, "It's lovely, thank you," Natalie smiled up at him.

"You know I would do anything for you, Natalie," He meant every word he said but the woman in question didn't take it seriously, waving it aside playfully.

"Oh please, I'm too hungry to think of you giving me the world," She chuckled.

"Well, good thing I got that problem covered," He stretched out his hand and she instinctively hooked her arm around his.

As soon as the both of them took their leave, all guards instantly reorganized themselves in another formation, making sure the Prince was covered and protected from any lurking enemy.

Their superior agility and the pace they coordinated themselves professionally looked like something out of an action movie and the spectators wondered what top personality was being escorted today.

If only they knew.

Natalie was helped into the already waiting limousine by Eric and the both of them sat down as the chauffeur drove off.

Just as Eric promised her, there was already a feast awaiting her as soon as she settled down.

"God!" Natalie marveled at the gesture, "How did you find the time to prepare all of this?" She was practically amazed by his care.

"Nothing is impossible when you have the money and power," Eric said, picking up the utensils and helping her cut the steak into bite sizes enough for her to consume without choking by mistake.

"Seriously," Natalie sighed, "You treat me as if a kid when I'm in true older than you,"

At that comment, Eric instantly stiffened, however, the man was a master at hiding his emotions because he was back to his calm demeanor in a blink of an eye and even joked about it, "You're just five years older, what's the big deal?"

"Yes," Natalie agreed with him, gulping down water instead of the wine he offered her, "After all, age is nothing but numbers,"

She added immediately, "But that doesn't mean you can treat - mmmph"

He instantly stuffed her mouth with a piece of the steak saying, "You talk too much, eat," He commanded her.

Knowing how authoritative and demanding Eric could be sometimes, Natalie didn't say anything else and just ate in peace nor was she uncomfortable with him feeding her. She was already used to his domineering personality.

Natalie just finished swallowing down a bite when she looked around the luxurious interior of the car, discovering they were all alone aside from the driver whom she couldn't even see because of the partition separating them.

She asked the first question that came to her mind, "Where's Elijah? He was the first person I expected to come to get me to be honest," considering she had taken care of him for almost half of his life.

But Eric shook his head, "Don't even get me started, I don't even know what he's up to these days,"

"What do you mean?" The woman was interested now.

"Open up first,"

She opened her mouth.

He fed her.

"I sent Jason after him but the report coming in claims he has some unfinished business,"

"Unfinished business?"

"I don't know the details but it seems it has something to do with a girl,"

"A girl?" Her lips curled up, "My boy's all grown up."

"He's a grown man, not your boy," Eric grumbled.

"I raised him all my life, that makes him my boy," Natalie was proud of her achievement.

"In that case, if he's your boy, then what am I?" Eric asked, and though his tone sounded playful, he was anxious about her response.

"A nutcase." She answered.