Taken By The Mafia Lord

Diana Alberta was seated in a café, a mug of hot coffee cupped securely in her hands. Although she looked calm, if one could stare down, one would see her tapping her feet impatiently against the tile as she waited for Daniel, her in-law to arrive.

As much as she would love to have this conversation in the privacy and comfort of her place, she didn't want her daughter to know. The girl had clearly lost her mind over Marcel and as her mother, she would do everything possible to save her daughter from making a deadly mistake.

So she did the first thing that came to mind, arranging a meeting with Daniel before it was too late. She had to stop Clara from getting all excited about the wedding scheduled to hold next week. Not to mention if she released an official statement, then it was game over. It was now or never.

Thankfully, the door chimed open and she stretched her neck to see Daniel step into the small coffee shop, relief filling her body. Knowing his history and what he did for a living, she chose this small shop where there wasn't lots of attention.

Daniel first sighted her at the end of the room before she could lift her hand and beckon him over. For someone who was supposedly sick, he looked strong and had that serene look that deceived her into allying with him in the first place. But now, it became obvious to her that the move had been stupid on her path.

However, that had been fueled by the need to protect her daughter from danger and Daniel had been very convincing. The arrangement had been beneficial and interesting until she saw the dark path she set out for her daughter. But no more, she had to do something before it was too late.

"You came quite quickly," Diana pointed out as he took a seat in front of her.

"Of course, we're about to become families, and when someone of such importance calls, you come running," Daniel said lightly and chuckled.

Obviously, he meant that as a joke, however, to Diana who wanted to become the opposite of that, it made her uncomfortable and she laughed nervously.

At once, she asked him," What do you want? The coffee here is great, " Hoping that she would be able to gather her confidence by the time she was done.

"I'll have whatever you're having," Daniel said to her, a smile on his face and it made her relax a bit. Maybe she was worrying over nothing.

Hence by the time Daniel was served his coffee and took a long sip before setting the mug down, she was ready.

"How is your health?" Diana decided she would slowly work her way into the main conversation, "My daughter can be quite dramatic at times and she almost gave me when a heart attack when she announced you were unwell,"

"Well, as you can see, I'm alive and kicking," Daniel was amused, his gray eyes sparkling with an emotion she couldn't exactly tell. Anyway, she didn't read much into it.

Daniel went on to say, "I guess the thought of joining our children in happy matrimony strengthened me once more."

Diana's expression fell when she heard those words and she readjusted in her seat before intertwining her hands together and placing them on the table, leaning closer as she cleared her throat, "About that…"

Daniel's expression shifted way, before she even let the cat out of the bag as if he already knew what was on her mind and it made her wonder by chance if her naive daughter Clara had disclosed her intention to the man.

"I don't think I want to join our houses anymore," She stated simply and there was an awkward tension in the coffee shop which was heightened when the last of the remaining customers left the shop, leaving only the both of them there, neither could she see any of the workers there.

It was suddenly creepy and Diana worked on slow, deep breaths to calm her nerves. It was just a coincidence that no one else was there, just the both of them, and not an attempt from Daniel to scare her, she told herself.

However, her gaze returned to Daniel and her heart almost leaped into her throat when she saw the dark storm in his gray eyes and he looked deadly at that moment. However, her supposed in-law, Daniel, must have realized he scared her because he gave her a ghost of a smile, lifting his brow as he asked pointedly, "And what exactly do you mean by now?"

As scared as Diana was, she said with determination, "I want the engagement canceled," This was for her daughter and any woman in her shoes would do the same. The woman loved her daughter so much that she would go back and forth in hell to save her.

She went on to add, "I know this would affect our arrangement that we decided upon months ago, however, I could come up with other things to benefit both -"

"What is the reason?"

"What?" Diana was stunned by the question, not to mention it was quite rude of him to interrupt her like that. However, she didn't say anything, having a feeling that she was standing at the edge of a cliff at the moment.

"What is the reason for wanting to call off the engagement?" He asked seriously.

"My daughter is not happy with this arrangement," Diana said, chin lifted high like the proud royalty she was, trying to exert her own authority in front of this dominant man.

"She didn't look that way to me when she visited me yesterday. If anything, your daughter looked more than happy."

"Excuse me?" Diana was dumbfounded. Was he trying to say that he knew her own daughter more than she knew her?

Daniel leaned closer such that their eyes were meeting when he said pointedly, "What I'm trying to say is that I think the problem is with you and not your daughter,"

Diana's eyes blazed, her jaw clenching.