Taken By The Mafia Lord

Marcel stared at Arianna hard and that made her nervous enough that she looked away, shifting uncomfortably on the balls of her feet. She jinxed the chances of Marcel's sister returning here and expected him to be mad at her or something.

"You really mean that?"

"Huh?" And then it hit her that he was referring to what she said, "Of course, you got me back when Big Joe had me and gave me a chance to escape from your father's place successfully. If anything, I'd say you're a damn spider that wouldn't let go of his victim once it's fallen to his web,"

Marcel's jaw dropped in disbelief, "Wait a minute, are you calling me a spider?"

Mimi shook her head, "Tsk tsk, this girl. That's not romantic at -" But before she could finish the rest of her hands, Victor cupped her mouth with his huge palm, silencing her again.

Arianna shook her head, panicking instantly, "Of course not!" She was breathless, "I'm just trying to say that you're relentless in getting…." She looked up to see the stoic expression on his face give way to a bright smile and realized that he was only pulling her leg.

"You!" Arianna pointed an accusing finger at him but Marcel simply laughed and pulled her into his arms, smoothing her hair while she breathed in his familiar cologne mixed with his natural masculine scent. It was comforting.

"Thank you for believing in me," Marcel murmured against her hair, sniffing it before lifting his face to place a soft kiss on her forehead.

This is so cheesy yet for some reason, her heart still missed a beat. Sometimes, it was difficult to believe that a man like Marcel was capable of such gentleness, but there he was, making her blush with his sweetness.

"Aww," Mimi still swooned, even with Victor's palm on her mouth. Hence, the man simply gave up, his girlfriend was impossible.

"Okay, as much as this lovey-dovey moment is beautiful yet irritating at the same time, we still have issues at hand, remember?" Winters was quick to interrupt them. Gosh, the couples were so romantic it almost made her gag.

Arianna pulled part, "Maybe, you can just speak with the Spencers?" She suggested.

"Yep, good luck with that," Victor was not in support, "Niklaus Spencer would never let a Luciano within hundred meters near his wife, not to talk of ten meters. The man loves his wife like a puppy and would exterminate any threat near her. Unlike his wife, Reina, he probably hadn't forgotten that your father nearly cost him his children."

That one was directed at Marcel who looked as stressed up as shit. It was one problem after the other and Arianna's heart reached out to him. She wanted to reach out and straighten that furrow on his face and help him relax for once.

"So since formal invitation doesn't work, what do we do then?" Mimi asked, sitting comfortably on her mate's body and Victor didn't seem to mind. If anything Arianna seemed to sense something was going on with the way her friend bent and shifted her hips, grinding - holy shit!

Arianna's gaze instantly went out to Winters whose gaze was glued to the screen and then back to her friend Mimi, who had a daredevil smirk on her face as she continued to grind against Victor with no care for the audience. Were they all full of debauchery or what?

This must be an underworld thing, because Arianna could sense her soul getting tainted with each day she spent with Marcel. She was getting comfortable with things the previous Arianna wouldn't like. Or maybe, she had always been this way from the very start and only managed to find herself in an environment that gave her dark side the chance to fester.

The moment Winters lifted her head, Mimi stilled instantly and Arianna fought against the urge to laugh. It was so damn funny. The young girl was so stern no one wanted to be caught by her.

"Or maybe, we can go in quietly and steal your sister back the same way they took her," Winters suggested and everyone in the room froze.

"Nope, no way," Arianna shook her head firmly. She didn't like the idea of that and would rather entertain the thought of Marcel meeting Niklaus face to face than sneaking into his place like a damn thief. Yes, it was difficult with the feud, but it was the right way to go about it.

"Her idea isn't bad," Marcel of course supported Winters and that pissed her off.

"I can't believe I'm saying this when I'm all for adventure, however, we barely escaped your psychopathic father's place yesterday and I think what everyone needs is a chance to recuperate and perhaps, we can come up with better ideas than plunging headfirst in another suicide plan, " Mimi was surprisingly reasonable for once.

Victor pulsed his lips, thinking over it,

"I support my girlfriend on that one, " he said, kissing the back of her hair as if complimenting her for a job well done.

Well, clearly, someone listened to his girlfriend, Arianna glared at Marcel who noticed her animosity and didn't know how to placate her especially when she stepped away from him.

"The women risked their lives and you haven't even thanked them properly, Marcel. If anything, I suggest we throw them a party. I'm not saying we should celebrate while Chloe is still in danger, but that way, everyone chills and has fun before danger comes knocking," Victor came up with the idea of organizing a party for them.

"Fine, a party then," Marcel gave in, gaze fixed on Arianna who wouldn't look at him.

"In that case, that means we're done here then," Arianna was the first to leave the place and Marcel was about to go after her when Victor asked.

"Who is in charge of the preparation?"

"Who do you think?" Marcel was in a hurry to go after his furious girlfriend,

"Do whatever you want, both of you," He left.

"You mean me?" Victor pointed at his chest.

"And me," There was a spark in Mimi's eyes. She planned to throw a hell of a party.