Taken By The Mafia Lord

Something was not right, Arianna could tell when Marcel did not call her until night fell. At first, she had thought that Daniel had done something to him, and her nerves were all over the place. So she called Winters trying to see if Marcel was with her and going over their plans tomorrow, yet he wasn't with her.

Although Winters promised to update her when she gets a grip on him, there was nothing from her side. Arianna would have gone crazy from worry had it not been for Luca who told her that Marcel was fine and that he was merely busy.

Merely busy?

Was he fucking kidding her?

What had Marcel so occupied that he couldn't call her at the flick of a button and assure her that he was okay? She had thought Daniel did something to him?!

At first, Arianna thought Luca was lying and making the stuff up. What if something really happened to Marcel and they were hiding it from her so she wouldn't know and do something stupid? However, that doubt was cleared when she saw the call history and its duration.

Marcel even chatted with Luca to inform her that he was okay, just busy. So yeah, one could understand why Arianna was angry. All this while, she has been calling her boyfriend, trying to see if he was safe from his psychopathic father, but all of her calls only got rejected and some even went to voicemail.

What was going on with Marcel? Something was wrong, Arianna could feel it deep down in her bones. Marcel doesn't treat her this way, as if she wasn't worth his attention. She was always the first to know about his whereabouts because he didn't want to worry her. But the reverse seems to be the case this time.

It was almost as if he was punishing her for something she had no idea about. Or perhaps he was merely avoiding her? However, the question was why? Why was he suddenly giving her cold shoulders? Treating her as if she was no longer important to him and he has had enough of his fun?

A coldness seeped right into the two hundred and six bones of her body at that thought. It couldn't be, Arianna refused to believe it. Marcel loved her, he can't just suddenly decide he doesn't love her anymore. Emotions don't work like that, you don't just switch it on and off at will, and she knew the strong emotions Marcel had for her.

Then, why? No, what could possibly turn him this way? What made him change all of a sudden? Did he find out about Elijah?

"Oh my God," Arianna gasped loudly cupping her mouth with her palm. She knew that was the only truth Marcel could react to in this manner. Was the truth finally out of the bag?

However, it didn't make sense, more like something didn't add up. Marcel was hot-headed and if he found out that Elijah was Aziz and he had been hiding in his gang for a while, everyone in the base would have known. But then, the whole base was quiet just like every normal day since she's been here.

Just like that day when he almost killed Elijah for causing her to faint, Marcel had a temper and he would have dragged the battered Elijah - Marcel would surely beat the living out of him - here to prove to everyone that he captured their nemesis and to spite her. He wouldn't even listen to her side of the story.

So no, he hadn't known the truth yet and that was what she wanted to tell him tonight. Arianna had thought over it and reasoned how betrayed Marcel would feel when he found out everything. She didn't want such a thing to happen.

For sure, Marcel would be mad at her, at everything, but it was better they talked and he doesn't feel she used him to hide her ex-lover. Arianna knew how deceitful the heart was and she wouldn't want him to ever question what they shared.

Arianna loved Marcel with every fiber of her being, but him killing Elijah was against her conscience. Elijah wouldn't even be in this hot mess if he hadn't come looking for her. Mistakes were made and it was time both of them moved on from what happened. It was not too late.

So Arianna picked up her phone, steadied her heart, and called him once again.

"Hello, you've reached Marcelo. I'm unable to answer the phone right now because I'm busy. Leave your name and number, and I'll return your call as soon as I'm free. Bye!" Her call went straight to voicemail again.

Arianna decided to record a message, "Marcel, it's me. I don't know what's going on right now, but avoiding me isn't going to solve any problem. I really need to speak to you, there are some things I need to tell you. Please come home," She pressed the send button and released the breath she had been holding in all this while.

Now, all she had to do was wait. He would be home soon, Arianna had faith. Unfortunately, there was still no sign of Marcel even at ten in the night and her heart sank. Was he not planning on returning home tonight?

"You need to eat, Arianna. You have been staring at the front door for hours now," Beatrice told her and set a tray in front of her.

"I don't feel like eating. I don't have any appetite." Arianna pushed the tray aside. Her stomach was knotted with anxiety and worry that she wasn't sure that she could force anything down her throat.

"You still have to eat nonetheless. Boss would not be happy if anything happens to you...." Beatrice sat down next to her, "You might not know this, but aside from Chloe, you are the only family he has left. I don't know what's going on between the both of you, but this is the moment you have to be strong the most."

Perhaps it must be the motherly love in her eyes, but Arianna found herself eating the food even though it tasted like sand in her mouth. All she wanted was for Marcel to come home.