Taken By The Mafia Lord

"I'm sorry!" Arianna shouted as soon as Marcel grabbed the doorknob to return to his room. As much as his odd behavior was vexing at the moment, this was the time to lay down her pride.

Marcel stiffened at that confession, however, his heart hardened the same time he turned around to ask her with a raised brow, "What is miss Arianna sorry for?" His tone was taunting.

Arianna blew air angrily through her nose. Marcel's mean demeanor was getting on her nerves right now, yet she still put on a bright face as she said, "I'm sorry for what I said yesterday. I should have believed it when you said you had nothing to do with the sexual relationship between Mimi and your cousin. But then, I was just too shocked, and angry...and betrayed to think it through."

Arianna looked at him hopefully but all Marcel replied was, "Sure."

"Just that?" Arianna found it hard to believe that it was all he could say.

"What else was Miss Arianna expecting?"

Arianna pinched the space between her brows and asked him with a face full of confusion, "What is going on with you?"

"What is going on with me?" Marcel scoffed, then stepped towards her until he was standing directly in front of her.

Arianna hated when Marcel towered over her and it was made worse now he was being a scumbag. What is wrong with him? She was trying to reconcile the both of them, why was he being stubborn right now.

Hence Arianna lifted her head high. He was a head taller than her but she was able to hold his gaze.

Marcel said to her nonchalantly, "You did your job of apologizing, Miss Arianna, it's now left for me to decide whether to accept it or not. In one word, you can leave now your mission here is done." His tone was harsh and cutting.

Although he addressed her with the title, "Miss," Arianna didn't like it because it made their relationship seem distant and she could sense just a hint of sarcasm beneath it.

"What is going on with you?" Arianna wanted to understand him. She got it that she hurt his pride yesterday, but she was trying to make it right. Wasn't that enough for him? What else does he want from her?

He aroused her from her thoughts, "Since Miss Arianna doesn't want to leave first, I'll take mine then,"

Marcel turned to leave but Arianna was not done with him and so she grabbed his arm. However, Marcel pulled his arm free, unfortunately, as the stronger one, the force he applied was too much and made Arianna lose her balance.

Close to falling, Arianna screamed and reached blindly for anything to hold onto but Marcel was quick enough to grab her by the waist and stop the fall.

The both of them stood still in that position as they stared at each other. Although he appeared to be cold and harsh to her, Arianna knew he still cared about her. He just hides it well.

Marcel upon seeing that his cover was blown tried to let go of her but Arianna was quick enough to wrap her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his.

He stiffened, shocked to the marrow. This was the first time Arianna was initiating a kiss between the both of them and though Marcel was supposed to be excited by the move, his gaze dimmed instead. He was not falling victim to her games again.

What was she doing? Arianna was close to panicking. But she knew this was the only way to get his attention and melt his frozen heart. He liked this type of apology and should be moved by it, right? Yet, why was he not reciprocating the kiss?

Arianna was close to pulling away when Marcel's hand suddenly snaked around her waist, pressing her to his body. Her heart skipped a beat.

Just as she thought.

He responded to her kiss and in no time dominated it. However, something was not right, as much as the kiss was passionate, it was bruising and demanding at the same time.

Arianna couldn't help but moan when he ground his hips against her. However, she became alert when his hand slipped beneath her dress and groped her ass cheeks. Neither were there any feelings attached to the kiss as well. It was just lustful.

"Marcel…!" Arianna managed to push him away with all of her strength and he let her be. She stared up at Marcel with wide eyes, what was going on with him?

"Why is Miss Arianna staring at me that way?" He smirked mockingly, "You told me not to touch you and I obeyed just that. However, you touch and kiss me whenever you want to and I respond to that and you look at me with horrified eyes?"

"That is not -" Arianna tried to explain but he didn't let her finish.

"Just because I told you I liked you and you took advantage of that to behave however you want, forgetting that just like beauty fades…." He lifted her gaze while saying, "Feelings fade as well."

Arianna gulped, was Marcel trying to say that he no longer had feelings for her. God, did she push him too far? What has she done?

Marcel went on to say, "Miss Arianna has a habit of blowing hot and cold at the same time and I'm tired of playing those games. You can forget about the feelings I harbored for you, from now on it won't get in the way of my duties. Moreover, I'm about to become a married man, my thoughts should be concentrated on my bride, shouldn't they?"

Arianna couldn't explain it but it felt like someone was piercing her heart with a knife when Marcel said those words. What was happening to her?

"You should leave now, it's inappropriate for you and me to be alone in a room together. After all, you're just a guest, and would be treated the same way a guest should. I would not be in the way of your happiness, anymore. Bad guys don't need to associate with angels, they're just beyond our reach. "

Unable to defend herself, Arianna simply left. She couldn't comprehend what was going on any longer. But why does she feel like she was about to lose something valuable? Or someone?