Taken By The Mafia Lord

Arianna moaned, trying to pull her hands free so she could run them into his hair which was so silky the sensation was heavenly. However, Marcel wouldn't let them go and pinned her hands above her hands to show his dominance over her and Arianna snorted into the kiss in a show of defiance.

Marcel smiled against her lips, grinding his hips into her and making her moan again. That was it, Marcel kissed her slowly as if he had all the time in the world and nothing else mattered at that moment. Arianna would have believed that as well if she didn't remember the deadly secret she was keeping from him. Depending on how she handled it, that secret could have Elijah killed while destroying her relationship at the same time.

Nonetheless, Arianna melted into the kiss, his tongue slipping into her mouth and her tongue chased after his as they kissed harder. It was a good thing that they came up for air because she could feel Marcel's control slowly slipping away and no matter how good his relationship was with Leon, they couldn't do it here.

To her surprise, Marcel reached out and brushed his thumb across her lower lips saying, "That was just a preview, we would continue from where we stopped when we get home." He promised her with a devilish glint in his eyes that told her that she wasn't getting any sleep tonight.

Arianna gulped with both fear and anticipation. She loved Marcel, but she loved sleep and his giant cock…. let's not go there.

"Come on, let's go," Marcel tugged on her arm before his gaze fell on the window by the side.

"You slept with the window opened?"

Arianna stiffened.

However, she quickly composed herself knowing Marcel saw nothing. It was just a question. Yeah, just a question.

"It had been hot earlier and I decided I needed a little air," Arianna lied, cursing herself for not closing the window after Elijah left.

Was this how it was going to be between them now? Lies upon lies? Arianna sincerely didn't want this, but there was no other option except, to tell the truth, which was impossible right now. In return, she swore to make it up to Marcel. She would surely pay for that kiss. Nor would it happen again.

"It's cold nowadays, make sure to keep yourself warm, I don't want to catch a cold," Marcel said, caressing her cheeks.

"Huh?" Arianna was confused by that statement. Souldn't she be the one catching a cold if that were to happen?

Marcel explained, "If you catch a cold, I'm next in line to contact it considering I can't stop kissing you."

"Then you can consider it a break then. My lips can rest as well, don't you think so?" She said.

"Trust me, love, no illness can make me stop kissing you,"

"Not even mouth sores," Arianna added smugly.

A smile crossed his lips, "Good try,"

And before Arianna could tell what he had in mind, Marcel carried her off the bed without warning, a shriek leaving her lips.

"Marcel!" She gave him a warning look

But he told her, "Better get used to all my affectionate moves, love, because there's no one to stop me from loving you now, meaning I'll shower you with lots of it."

Ba-dam! Ba-dam!

Arianna's heart began to pound hard in her chest. That was the most romantic thing a man ever told her and her heart was beginning to swell with happiness.

In response, she leaned closer and pressed a short kiss on Marcel's lips, surprising him.

"Thank you," Arianna told him, a bright look in her eyes as if Christmas came early.

"A-hem!" Marcel cleared his throat, color climbing appearing on his cheeks as he said, "It's nothing."

"Are you sure? You're even blushing." Arianna pointed out.

"I'm not." He denied it, looking away as he walked towards the door.

"But I'm staring right at it." Arianna was adamant, poking fun at him. It wasn't every day that Marcel blushes hence she wouldn't let go of an opportunity like this one to tease him.

"One more word and I'll drop you," He warned her.

"You wouldn't dare!" Arianna huffed confidently, forgetting that her lover was a madman.

So the instant she poked fun at him again, Marcel dropped her and Arianna fell flat on her ass, shock apparent on her face. She couldn't believe that Marcel stayed true to his words and dropped her.

"You!" Arianna stood to her feet, wagging a finger at Marcel with her face red with embarrassment.

However, Marcel pulled down her finger with laughter spilling from his lips and without a second thought, placed both of his large palms on her ass and began to massage it while Arianna stood on the spot, dumbfounded.

What the….

But then, Arianna had to admit that his hands were magic and before she knew it, all of her anger melted away and all she could feel was Marcel fondling and squeezing her ass cheeks. Of course, this was his idea all along, Arianna found out.

"Tell me, how did you feel now?" Marcel grinned knowingly while Arianna was speechless. He was shameless! Simply shameless!

"Come on, let's just go," Marcel placed his hands on her shoulder and began to guide her towards the entrance. When they got outside, Leon and Luca were still outside waiting for them.

When Leon heard that Marcel had completely fallen for a woman, he didn't believe it until now. The sincerity he saw in his gaze as he stared at Arianna was enough to tell the tale and he felt guilty for making that joke earlier.

Leon stepped out, "It's late, the both of you should spend the night here,"

"It's mere nine," Marcel answered him.

"And it's a four hours drive from here," He added, "at the least," Leon insisted.

Marcel turned to Arianna as if wanting to hear her opinion.

Arianna placed her hand on Marcel's chest, "Leon has been good to me to all day, it wouldn't kill us if we spend a night unless you have somewhere important to be tomorrow -"

"No, I don't," Marcel answered before Arianna could finish speaking.

"Good. We will stay then." Arianna smiled at Leon who smiled back as if in agreement.

She would be able to sleep better while Leon would be able to get more sexy time with Luca. It was killing two birds with one stone, and Arianna felt smart.