Taken By The Mafia Lord

Mimi wouldn't let Victor in no matter how much he pleaded and Arianna was thankful for that because it gave them the privacy to have a conversation - that concerned him.

So he waited outside with the others knowing she wouldn't be escape from here. They had it all surrounded while looking out for enemies and neighbors who wouldn't mind poking their nose in their business.

"Tea or coffee?" Mimi asked, without looking at Arianna while heading in the direction of the kitchen.

The atmosphere between them was tense. Just because Mimi let her in, doesn't mean they were good already. The fate of their relationship was still undecided.

"I think juice would be okay," She replied.

"Fine, you can wait in my room, I'll get it for you," Mimi told her without thinking much since they always spent more time in her room than in the living room.

"Okay," Arianna said and headed there.

It wasn't until Mimi opened the fridge that she suddenly remembered something and her eyes widened at once.

Oh no.

She took off immediately, hoping that Arianna had not seen it.

Meanwhile, Arianna walked straight into Mimi's room. She knew the entire place like the back of her hand having spent most of her time here when she wasn't working or in her uncle's place. She usually had a lot of sleepovers here.

However, the first thing Arianna noticed upon coming in was how untidy the room was. Mimi was not exactly a clean freak but her room was usually not this messed up either. And that was when she saw it.

There was a dummy in the middle of the room with a poster of her face used on it. Wait a minute, was this dummy representing her? Had Mimi been practicing karate with her face?

"This is..." She raised her hand while walking towards the dummy only for Mimi to burst into the room and zoomed past her, snatching the poster off the dummy's face.

"This is nothing," Mimi waved it off, laughing awkwardly as she hid the poster behind her back.

But that was not all, the moment Arianna looked around, she discovered another of her poster pinned to the board by ten darts and she gulped.

For those darts to be stuck, Mimi must have used a lot of strength and they were thrown at accurate points - on both of her eyes, the top of her nose, her forehead, both sides of her cheeks, her upper and lower lips and her eyebrows. That was a lot of pent-up anger.

Still yet, that was not all.

In the huge picture of her and Mimi, her best friend used a marker to draw mustaches around her nose and beneath her lower lips, then a devil horn on both of her foreheads; she did look evil. And Mimi did the same to the smaller pictures around the room.

"Wow," Arianna breathed, "No wonder you didn't come for the past three days, you were quite busy,"

"No," Mimi was quick to say, "This is nothing! I was just... eh..." She thought of an excuse to come up with that would fit the occasion.

"You don't need to say anything, Mimi," Arianna nodded in understanding, "You were mad at me and needed to blow off some steam and this is the best way to do so healthily. Moreover, I deserved all of it, after all, close friend or not, I had no right to call you a whore or decide who you are to be with. I just felt -"

"Played?" Mimi said.

"Yeah, kind of."

"I know, " Mimi confessed, "I thought the same way after I eventually calmed down. And you were right, I was desperate to have you settle down with Marcel so you'd easily overlook Victor's offense of kidnapping me knowing you would never approve of him. I was wrong for trying to take advantage of your feelings for Marcel - "

"Okay, holler up! I have no feelings for Marcel," She stopped her there," We are just acquaintances with the urge to sleep with one another. That's all."

With the way Mimi pulsed her lips, it was obvious that she had more to say, however, she simply mumbled, "If you say so then." and gave up on the issue. If there was anything she knew about feelings, it was the fact that it would be revealed with time.

"Victor is not the best choice for you but I won't stand in the way of your happiness either," Arianna said to her and her smile broadened. She went on, "You are not just my friend, Mimi, we are sisters. And as your older sister -"

"Who made you my older sister?" Mimi didn't accept it.

"I'm older than you by two months," Arianna claimed.

"Age doesn't determine seniority in this case. We are talking about maturity, Arianna. When it comes to that, I'm supposed to be the oldest based on that."

But Arianna scoffed, "Really?" she wrapped her arms wrapped across her chest. She was determined to prove the more responsible one here.

"Fine, take the title, mom," Mimi pouted.

Arianna accepted it proudly, "The pleasure's mine. So does this mean we're good, now?"

"What do you think?" Mimi asked knowingly, then stretched out her hand for a peaceful handshake.

"I'll say yes to that," Arianna accepted, enveloping her hand with hers before pulling her into a loving hug, "From now on, no keeping secrets from each other,"

"Sure, no more secrets between us," Mimi agreed and hugged her tighter. She missed Arianna, the past three days had been tough without her by her side.

The both of them ended up lying on the bed as they caught up on gossips. This was the first time Marcel let her out of the base after a long time, Arianna wanted to enjoy the rejuvenating air of freedom for as long as she could.

"So you and Victor, huh? He's your boyfriend now? I'm still trying to wrap my head around it," Arianna confessed.

"Not technically, my boyfriend, Arianna. You can think of us as more of friends with benefits. I'm just giving him a chance to prove himself but the sex is to die for," Mimi giggled sheepishly.

However, there was a frown on Arianna's face. Why does Victor's definition of their relationship differ from Mimi's view?