Taken By The Mafia Lord

In a certain basement, a battered man hung from a rope attached to the ceiling. The bloodied man was no other than Sébastien who was receiving his punishment that was worse than death while Daniel watched with no ounce of emotion on his expression.

If anything, there was nothing but annoyance on his face as if Sébastien was nothing but a bug that he needed to get rid of before he smeared more of his reputation. He hadn't forgotten the look of disgust on Marcel's face.

Daniel was not exactly the best father figure, nor would he receive the father of the year award, however, getting embarrassed in front of his son was never on his bucket list. He hoped to impress his son and that Marcel would admire, not abhor him. Who knows what his son thought of him now?

Well, he had never cared about what his son thought of him until now, old age must be getting to him. Anyway, everything he did was for him and though Marcel would not see it now, he would realize it later.

At once, he signaled to his men beside him and they woke Sébastien harshly by splashing him with a bucket of water. The man jerked up with a loud gasp, his body reacting to the cold water. He looked around his environment reflexively before shivering as soon as his gaze connected with Daniel's, as if he had met the devil.

Sébastien gulped, his once haughty demeanor was gone, replaced by fear and submission. "B-boss," He stuttered.

If Mimi had seen this scene, she would have definitely laughed till she couldn't breathe anymore.

"You seem to have slept well," Daniel said calmly, but his comment was anything but assuring, especially when he added, "After what you did yesterday, disgracing me in front of my son." He sneered.

Another shiver danced down Sébastien's spine, "B-boss, I wouldn't have done that... It-it was the devil's hard work." He looked like he was about to cry when he said, "I swear it was those women who seduced me first."

However, Daniel shook his head pathetically, clicking his tongue, "Even in the end, you don't own up to your fault, but blame it on the innocent devil."

He turned to the men beside him and commanded them, "Torture him down to the second he takes his last breath. I want his screams reverberating throughout the room nonstop."

"Yes sir!" They bowed.

And with those commands, Daniel left the place with Sébastien screaming after him knowing that his death was settled once the man left here. But it was too late.

As soon as Daniel left, his assistant was by his side, and the man stopped to ask him, "What exactly has my son been up to these days?"

His assistant stopped, gulping slightly, however, the man stood looking him in the eyes when he answered, "Not much, he has been busy with work as usual and taking up new territories."

Daniel seemed to be lost in his thoughts until he said, "That was a vague answer, I need details. Look into his activities and keep me informed as soon as possible."

He knew his son Marcel and the fact he had been quiet all this was what bothered him. Daniel was not a fool to think that Marcel sincerely liked Clara, but those feelings were not essential, women were expendable and what he needed was for Clara to give him a grandson. And not just an ordinary grandson, but one born from nobility.

If only Natalie was alive, then he could rub that all over her face. She had rejected him just because he wasn't a member of the upper crust. But that would not be the case anymore, his rank would be upgraded. He would be the grandfather of a noble child. Her arrogant ass wasn't even here to see that happen, Daniel didn't know whether to sneer at the realization or be saddened by it.

Yes, Marcel was living his unfulfilled dreams. But that stubborn son of his wouldn't be his problem anymore once he gives him a grandson. Daniel was determined he would have a better shot with his future grandson than his disappointment of a son, Marcel.

Marcel was too weak and it was all his fault, he shouldn't have let that damn woman near him. He should have just sent her away as soon as she gave him Marcel, but his damn sister Carmine had insisted the child needed his mother and there were chances the young child would die without her.

But that slight indulgence had cost him. Although Daniel had come from a peaceful home, he never wanted to live like his pathetic and cowardly father Magnus who was just afraid to take his place in the family. He knew his father did all those for his mother who wasn't a fan of violence, and swore he would never be like him.

But then, Daniel almost fell into the same trap with Natalia because he had been willing to give up everything just to be with her, but she treated his love as if it was nothing. Thanks to her, he became weak and almost lost his vision - well almost. His head was back in the game and he returned to his original vision, getting power.

Of course, he wanted his legacy to continue, which was why he got Penelope, the closest link and friend to Natelia as his form of revenge when she escaped him through death. He couldn't get Natalie to give him a seed, but Penelope did the job.

But she weakened his son and turned him against him. Had Daniel known that would happen, he would have made sure Marcel never got to know her and trained his son the way he wanted him to be.

However, there was hope with his grandson. For sure, Marcel would try to be a hindrance, but he has prepared for this for a long time and no one would stand in his way. No, the only thing that stood in his way now was time - time for his dream to be fulfilled.

Daniel was roused from his thoughts when his phone rang and he discovered that it was no one else but Clara's mother.