Taken By The Mafia Lord

They reached Mimi's place, however, Arianna made no effort to get down. Earlier, she had been confident enough that she would walk right up to the door, apologize and they would make up right away. However, it was easier said than done.

Even though she has literally known Mimi for half her life, she couldn't help but be nervous. This was the first time she and Mimi fought as badly as this one. Normally, they yelled at each other and made up immediately, but this was three days since their argument. They let the anger fester this long and it was beginning to bother her.

"Are you going to step out or should I be the first to go up there and keep her occupied for the rest of the day," Victor said suggestively without shame.

"Eww," Arianna expressed her disgust, and opened the door, climbing out of the car.

"Good luck out there," Victor said to her knowing that Mimi would not make it easy for her.

"Whatever," Arianna rolled her eyes and pulled on her cap, making sure it covered her face properly. She then walked across the lawn and stepped on the threshold, pressing the doorbell.

There was no response the first time and she had to press on the bell the second and the third until she heard movements and someone yelling, "Coming!"

At once, the door was opened.

Thank God.

As soon as the door revealed an unkempt Mimi who seemed to have been busy with something, Arianna waved at her with a huge smile, "Hi?"

Mimi banged the door shut at her face.

Okay….?

Arianna was not going to lie, she saw that coming. The thing about Mimi was that she joked around and laughed a lot, but when she got angry, it was like the hot fury of a dragon and was difficult to calm down.

"Mimi, come on!" Arianna shouted, knowing that she was still probably standing right there and hearing her, " I just want to talk and apologize for what I said to you!"

"Thank you but this whore doesn't need your fucking apology!" She yelled back.

Okay, she did go too far by calling her a whore. But Arianna didn't technically call her a whore, she only hinted that... Fine, she's in the wrong.

"I'm really sorry, Mimi. I just uttered those words in a fit of anger! You are my best friend, Mimi" She tried to explain to her.

"Well, best friend or not, take your apology and shove it right up your ass!" Mimi retorted and left.

Arianna gasped, really, who was being mean right now?

However, she didn't give up and continued to yell her name but when Arianna didn't get a response

for over five minutes, she gave up.

Well, not really give up.

Arianna simply sat at the entrance, determined to wait till she changed her mind. Mimi was very stubborn but she was tender-hearted and wouldn't let her stay here for the rest of the day, right?

Sigh, she wasn't sure.

Arianna brought up her knees to her chest and propped her chin on it and waited patiently. Hopefully, Mimi's anger would expire when she sees her determination to apologize and make things right between them.

"How is it going?"

Arianna glanced up to see that it was no one else but Victor and frowned. Why was he always bothering her, hasn't she made it clear she doesn't like him anymore. And what was Marcel's intention by sending him here aside to keep her from escaping? Or did he intentionally tag along to prove to her that Mimi liked him?

She didn't reply to him at first, then said eventually, "She's still mad," As much as Arianna wanted to still hate him, she was tired of negative energy right now.

"That's not surprising," Victor replied and moved to sit beside her with her having opened up to him, "After I kidnapped her, she meted out the same treatment to me,"

"You deserved worse," Arianna grumbled out. She still hasn't gotten over the fact Victor kidnapped her best friend. Mimi should have tortured him more, not fucked with him.

Victor leaned closer to her to say, "You might not know this but Mimi and I were the best of buddies before that incident."

Arianna looked at him like he grew two horns, "I find that hard to believe,"

"She really likes you, you know? She risked her life just to get you back when you were with the Red Giant. She did some things she wasn't proud of -"

"Like what?" Arianna didn't let him finish and had a serious expression as she was craving to know what her friend did to save her.

"It doesn't matter anymore. Both of your lives changed after getting entangled with the likes of us,"

"I'm glad you know that," her tone was harsh.

"And it will continue to change, however, one thing you should know, Arianna, is that the moment I was inside that woman, I knew she was my missing rib. She squeezed me so hard that I want to be in that cunt forever. She's the right size for me, Arianna." Victor was happy as he narrated his experience enthusiastically but that was not the same case for the woman beside him.

Upon his explicit narration, Arianna went red in the face and said immediately, "What a nice pep talk but you shouldn't have said so much," She couldn't get the image out of her head now.

Why was the air suddenly hot?

"You know, If you want to see Mimi so badly, I can offer you a way out," Victor said.

"Really?" Arianna's eyes brightened at his offer.

"After that fight, she wouldn't see me, so I broke into her room -"

"You did what?!" Arianna shouted, dumbfounded. Who does that?

However, in the next minute, an idea hit Arianna and she took off her cap, pulled out a pin from her hair, and kissed it, "I knew you would come in handy eventually," And then, she turned and began to pick the lock.

"What are you doing?" Victor looked at her.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" she retorted, eyes fixed on the lock.

"Are you breaking into her house?"

"Of course, not!" She denied it, saying, "Unlike you, I'm a welcome guest in this house. So you can think of it as I lost my keys and can't get -"

Arianna was still talking when the door suddenly opened and she fell in while Mimi in question looked at her with furrowed brows and her gaze dropped to the pin in her hand.

"Were you just planning on breaking into my house?"

Arianna gulped, but pointed to Victor instantly, "It was his idea,"