Taken By The Mafia Lord

"Really?" Marcel asked, trying to figure Daniel out. The reason why he was so good at what he did was that Daniel simply didn't care, he went ahead with whatever he wanted. But right now, he was lying. What was his father protecting? Or rather, who?

"Yes," Daniel answered with an innocent look.

"Really?" Marcel asked again and this time, his father's brow arched at him questioning. He knew deep down that his son had caught onto something.

"Why does this sound like an interrogation?" He joked.

"Because it is," Marcel told him, pulling the chair beside him and sitting down with his legs crossed and stared at his father hard as if the truth was written on his forehead.

Marcel scoffed, "I guess your great enemy chased you down to Arianna's place, right?" He held his gaze without looking away.

Daniel stared back at his son before sighing, "Just how many spies did you plant amongst my men?"

"No," Marcel shook his head, "You keep forgetting one thing father, I'm the Don now, which means your men are mine and serve for my cause," He established his authority, "And don't you dare to change the topic. I warned you off Arianna, what were you doing there?"

"I told you, I'm getting to know my daughter-in-law, and that includes her background, especially if she's to get married to you. I need to know she has the strength to give birth to many healthy heirs for you," a feat your mother wasn't able to achieve.

Marcel got the hint and he clenched his fist hard to the point that his knuckles turned white. All he needed was one more provocation and he would end Daniel's miserable life, consequences be damned.

"And with the way the both of you are so lovey-dovey with each other, I bet that a child is coming soon," Daniel grinned back.

Marcel scowled at him, feeling the creeps. He had a mole amongst his men, someone was feeding Daniel information about his love life. When he gets his hands on the person, he would regret the day that he was born.

"Who shot you, father?" Marcel moved straight to the point, he was tired of beating around the bush.

However, Daniel decided he was not through with his fun, because he asked, amused, "Why are you so interested in my shooter?"

"Why are you protecting her?"

"Her?" Daniel pretended to be oblivious to what he was talking about. There was no way his son knew about her, Marcel was only trying to get the truth out of his mouth. After all, everything that he knew today, he was the one who taught him.

"Fine, since you want to play this game, let's do it my way then," Marcel said just as he reached for his wallet and opened it, pulled a photo out, handing it to him.

Curious to know what he was up to, Daniel took the photo from him eagerly and turned it only for his eyes to widen in surprise. Unfortunately, the shock already gave him away and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to. His son came prepaid.

"I guess someone has been doing his homework," His secret was finally uncovered and he couldn't lie his way out of this one.

"Who is she?"

"The girl's mother," Daniel said.

He sneered, "You think that I don't know about that?" Marcel leaned closer to his father's side, and asked him, "What I want to know is why you would fake her death, alongside my mother's when the both of them were clearly alive - at least mother was alive then. The three of you have something going on and that is what I want to know."

"Are you sure that you want to know that?"

"What?"

"Are you really sure that you would be able to accept the truth that you're yearning for so much?" Daniel asked him once again, but this time, his tone was grave and dark. There was just something ominous about his tone that told Marcel that whatever he was about to hear would change his world forever.

Marcel felt that sense of premonition and his palms became clammy, but he couldn't stop. He had come all the way for this and he needed to know. He needed to understand everything.

"Tell me what I need to know," Marcel made up his mind. It was now or never.

"Fine," Daniel finally sat up. It was time for his son to understand the reason for all of his actions.

"You're right, the girl's mother was the one who shot at me," He confirmed.

Marcel didn't know how to feel about that news, however, whatever reason Natalie shot at his father, he was sure of one thing, Daniel deserved it. There were no two ways about it.

"And what again?" Marcel didn't just want crumbs, he wanted the whole story.

"And have you ever considered why I never wanted you together with that girl?" Daniel asked even though the answer was obviously no.

When Marcel didn't answer, he finally confessed, "Natalie Valeria was my lover,"

Bang!

It felt like a bomb hit Marcel on the head.

He had his suspicions, but Marcel never wanted to admit it. Who would want to acknowledge that the mother of the woman he was currently with was his father's love? And he didn't even want to hear the disgusting details.

"She was the one that I loved."

And that was the final straw that broke the camel's back.

Marcel just sat on the spot frozen.

His fears were coming to pass.

"Just like you never wanted to marry Clara, I never wanted your mother."

Marcel's heart shattered into a million pieces. To think that Arianna's mother was the reason Daniel treated his own mother that way. It made his heart clench painfully. His mother didn't have to suffer like that, you know.

"So now, you have the details, I hope that I get my deserved rest," Daniel laid back down on his bed, dismissing him. He never gave Marcel the full details. Sin of omission was not a huge deal, right?