Taken By The Mafia Lord

There was nothing but tense silence as Macy followed Marcel to his office. Even the other soldiers who knew her stayed away from her as if they didn't want to draw trouble for themselves. Every one of them knew from the tension in the air that it wasn't going to turn out well for Macy, especially with the boss lady around.

Yeah, the men had become comfortable enough with Arianna to give her the title of "Boss lady". Even without that, it was quite obvious to everyone that Marcel was wrapped around her finger. Take, for example, a rabbit living in the base now, and one should know that Marcel doesn't welcome rabbits. So yeah, the best way to survive was to get on Arianna's good side and from the showdown earlier, she doesn't like Macy. In one word, Macy's done for.

Marcel didn't say a word to Macy until he got into his office and Macy arrived not long after, shutting the door behind her.

"Sit down," He told her, but Macy remained standing and Marcel's jaw clenched. As much as he owed her an explanation, he hated having his orders disobeyed.

"I don't understand, boss," Macy said, looking around in confusion, "Am I dreaming or what? What is she doing here? She's not supposed to be here, is she? What about Elijah? Have you caught him?"

But Marcel didn't answer her, rather he went to a shelve and brought out a gin and a glass. He set it up on his desk, opened it, and poured himself a drink while Macy watched uneasily. She had this feeling that Marcel was not telling her everything and when he does, it would go down the shit hole.

"Can you tell me what's going on, boss?" Macy tried not to show her emotions, but she was failing to contain them. Her right hand was shaking and she had to steady it with the other one.

She and Marcel had been the best team and everyone in the organization knew it. Her devotion and loyalty to Marcel were unquestionable and her services were the best - including in bed. Although she knew that there were chances Marcel wouldn't end up with her, she hoped to gain his heart nonetheless.

When Marcel was engaged to Clara, she was neither envious of her, because she pitied the young woman. Macy knew that Marcel loathed Clara, she was just a business transaction and her role was to provide an heir for him. But Macy would be contented if she had Marcel's heart and affection, because a married woman without her husband's attention was equivalent to a woman.

That was why she wouldn't mind being Marcel's mistress - and that was the plan. Clara would only be his wife on paper, while she would control Marcel's home, heart, and resources. Marcel already trusted her and knew her capacity, and together, they would have been a formidable couple.

But that was until Arianna came along. Macy knew that there was something about that woman and she should have trusted her intuition. Marcel doesn't look at her like before even while standing in front of her and that shattered her heart. What has that woman done to him?

"Many things changed while you were away, Macy," Marcel told her.

"Yeah, many things like what?" She scoffed, "You have been fucking the bitch, is that it? I warned you boss. I did warn you, not that you listened. You weren't supposed to sleep with the enemy and look what happened, she has poisoned your -"

Macy didn't get to finish the rest of her words before Marcel suddenly lunged at her and she let out a frightened squeal. Marcel was looming over her with wide, fierce eyes, it was chilling.

"Call her a bitch once more and we would not have this friendly conversation anymore," Marcel growled at her, stunning her.

Macy's heart began to pound hard in her chest, not from anticipation, but from fear, "My God," It dawned on her, "This is why you didn't want me here. You never wanted me to get a rest, you were just keeping me away from her."

Marcel downed another of his drink before selling to her, "Perhaps, if you haven't been quick to drown her during your first encounter, Arianna would have tolerated you a bit. However, as you know it, she doesn't want you here and I think that's the solution." He concluded.

"No, no, no," Macy stepped forward, beginning to beg him, "You can't do that to me, Marcel. You know that the both of us work perfectly well, you can't do without me," She tried to persuade him to change his mind.

"That is where you are wrong, Macy, no one is indispensable. Also, I'm sorry if I had unintentionally given you ideas about the both of us, however, you're smart Macy and I'm sure you knew our relationship was purely business and that I no longer require. You would report to Adele from now on, she would have news for you. " Marcel said to her.

"No, Marcel, you can't do this to me," Macy cried out, desperate to change his mind, "You know it deep down that I'm the one perfect for you." She placed her hand on his chest and tried to wrap her arm around his neck as Marcel tried to stop her.

When it become obvious that she wasn't going to stop, he bellowed at her with intensity, "Enough!"

Marcel caught her hands in the air while Macy lowered her head and began to cry.

"I can't live without you," She confessed to him, "I don't care if you don't love me, just don't send me away, Marcel. I want to stay by your side like before. I promise I won't have expectations, just like old times."

However, Marcel shook his head, "I'm sorry, Macy, but I can't lose Arianna over this. We made a great team, but that was all in the past and now I want to create a future with her," He rejected her coldly.

Unfortunately, that was the moment the door clicked open…