Taken By The Mafia Lord

Arianna didn't know whether to be angry or scared, however, by the time she had pulled out the wires in her body, she was, fucking mad.

How dare he treat her like she was a child? She was a woman with god damn rights and if he was so angry about her stealing his wallet, he should send her to prison to pay for her crimes.

But he did say they won't be spending much time together, could it be he would be sending her to prison then? No, it didn't make sense else he would have just imprisoned her in the first place than bringing her here. Moreover, that would not solve his Elijah problem.

It was some other place and each passing moment she was left in the dark made her slowly lose her mind. Arianna was so used to having control of her life that living at the mercy of another didn't sit well with her.

Even while living with her uncle, she knew what to expect at home and made adequate fortifications. But here? She was left in the dark with no source of light.

She needed Marcel. No, she needed to see Marcel. Arianna had to know what he had in store for her else he should just kill her. She would rather die for Elijah than be a problem for him.

But how was she going to get Marcel's attention when he saw her as below him. And a hostage.

Or maybe she was doing it at all wrong. There was this saying, if the mountain won't come to Muhammad, Muhammad must go to the mountain. Perhaps, she doesn't need to make Marcel meet her, she should make him come to seek her on his own.

And what better way to do that than to create chaos? Arianna suddenly had an inflow of creative ideas.

She turned to Redhead with a smile that made the dog cower back. Even the little creature could sense the evil mischief she had in mind.

"What do you say, we do a little tour, Redhead?" she smirked, taking the cute creature in her arm.

As she said, Arianna did a quick tour of the room she was locked in and she had to admit, Marcel was a man of extravagance.

The room was so spacious that two of her bedrooms could fit in here and still have more space left. What was he doing with all this space? Was he trying to invite a football team here? Well, whatever. Not that she cares.

However, Arianna went into the bathroom and wrinkled her nose at the sight of her dress from yesterday. Now, it crossed her mind, she hadn't taken a shower since then. Eww.

So she set Redhead down and went into the shower to bath, intentionally avoiding the tub. Bathing in the tub would waste the time she didn't have - there were so many things to do.

Arianna hurried up with her shower and thankfully, Marcel's toiletries were enough for her. How pleasant it was that she wasn't in her period yet else that would have been another burden - and embarrassment.

As soon as she was done bathing, Arianna put on one of the clean bathrobes she found in the bathroom cabinet. She picked a new brush as well and brushed her teeth, feeling better than before.

Redhead strutted about her, following every step she took as if it didn't want to be away from her.

"Alright, buddy. This is where the action begins," Arianna picked him from the floor and turned on the showerhead to the highest pressure when she didn't want to bath.

As if that wasn't enough, she adjusted the showerhead so the water hit the shower stall and that was for a reason. Arianna then opened the shower stall door, tieing it back with her clothe to a bar from outside, hence water fell to the outside while the remaining ones went down the drain. She put the retractable shower head to work as well.

Still not that satisfied with that one, Arianna went to the bathtub and turned the tub spout without being there to supervise when the tub would be filled. Upon leaving, she opened the door as well, using a heavy container to wedge it so it doesn't close when she leaves.

"And this is just the beginning of chaos," Arianna smirked at Redhead in her arms who seemed confused with his mistress' actions.

Done with the bathroom, Arianna went into Marcel's walk-in closet which was just brilliant. As expected, the man had a high taste of fashion. And sadly, there was no dress for her. But no worries because she found a dress shirt and that solved one of her problems.

The shirt was quite huge and rested on her lower thighs, at least it could be termed appropriate. However, her ass cheek was receiving fresh air from the outside, and as comfortable as it was, she needed panties. Nor could she wear the one from yesterday. Hygiene, please.

It was in the process of going through Marcel's wardrobe, that she came upon a red panty - not one, but a dozen. It looked new with the labels on it and Arianna didn't need to guess Marcel must have planned to send it to his girlfriend.

Girlfriend?

Arianna was not even surprised at that revelation, Marcel was a handsome man - seriously, she doesn't mean it. It's just for saying sake - and would have a truckload of women throwing themselves at him. Not that she was interested, Elijah was the man for her.

But then, here she was and she would put the panties into good use - she'd probably replace them later. Yeah.

The panty was quite decent and covered a good amount of her ass cheek. It had a bow tied at both edges and was quite sexy.

"He should have bought a bra as well," Arianna mourned the fact there was nothing to hide her perky nipples. Her floral dress had a built-in bra so she hasn't needed to worry about it until now.

Nonetheless, she'd have to endure until that bastard hears her out and provide her needs if he intends to keep her alive after this.

Once Arianna was decent enough, she began to pull every single one of Marcel's clothes out of the hanger and toss them to the ground after which she would step on it.

She would have preferred tearing it to pieces but she couldn't find a scissor to help do that. Arianna couldn't rip them either because his clothes were of high quality and must have cost a lot - well, that makes ruing it feel much better.

Arianna wants Marcel to bleed at the number of resources she would cost him. She can't be the only one unhappy here. She would give him a taste of it.

She got rid of everything; his clothes for almost every occasion; his uncountable number of shoes; his watches; ties. Everything! His walk-in closet looked like a burglar had broken in except the fact that all of his items were secured - well, some of his watches were broken - and on the floor.

Satisfied with her result, Arianna moved back to the room with a smile tugging her lips. As she intended, a large stream of water was already leaking from the bathroom into the living room. Marcel was sure as hell going to love this!

Arianna brought down the rest of her fury in the living room. She destroyed every art piece in here - useless, annoying, erotic pieces. How was that even considered art?. She opened the throw pillows, tossing the fillings around the room as if it was confetti while declaring, "Let there be chaos!"

Who knew violence was this fulfilling? Arianna realized as she destroyed the last item in the room. The bedsheet was on the floor and she made sure to turn off all electrical appliances knowing it's bad reaction with water. As much as she was craving death, unintentional suicide was not on her list.

"And now, for the season finale," Arianna announced dramatically to Redhead sitting on the bed, watching her intrigued? Curious? She couldn't tell what the dog was thinking.

Everything Arianna did so far was to piss off Marcel, none would draw his attention until he decided to bestow him with his honorable presence. But she needed his attention quickly, which was why she had to do this.

Marcel had locked the entrance to the veranda and the window was barred so she couldn't escape through it. But that wasn't a problem, all she needed was to make a statement.

Right now, Arianna was holding a fire poker and she targeted the space through the bars before she hurled with all of her might, the windows successfully crashing upon the impact.

A smile lit up Arianna's expression as the poker fell out through the window and she started a mental countdown of when Marcel would barge in here.

Arianna went to the bed and sat down, making Redhead stay on her lap and was stroking his furs when a furious Marcel kicked the door open.

Well, hello. Look who decided to pay a visit.