Taken By The Mafia Lord

"Where are you right now?!" Marcel growled into the phone after Winters finally picked up. If it wasn't for the fact that people were all around, his voice would have gone a tad bit higher. But then, he couldn't draw attention to himself - his character, Nahid has done enough of that already.

"Come to the playground now," Winters instructed him.

"The playground?" Marcel thought about it. Good thing he had the map of the house in his head else that would been extra time wasted in searching for the playground.

At that moment a toast was being made to Isabella's children hence not many people saw him slip out of there. Marcel strode with determination to the playground, he had waited a long time for this moment and was not going to let anything come between him and his sister tonight. He was taking Chloe home and no one was going to stop him.

By the time Marcel got to the playground, he saw Winters and Chloe in some sort of heated argument and he knew instinctively that Winters had let the cat out of the bag.

"I told you not to tell her anything until I arrive," Marcel reminded her as he approached them.

There was that stubborn tick in Chloe's jaw when she turned, upon noticing his presence and Marcel just halted in his step, staring at his sister as he was overcome with emotion. Chloe had grown taller over the months that she hadn't been with him. She looked different even though she felt the same - Puberty did her good.

"I had no choice, she wanted to leave with her boy…" Winters quickly rephrased her statement when she realized what she revealed, "Your sister wanted to leave with Reina's son, so I did my best to keep her here and that meant telling her that her brother's coming for her."

Chloe looked at Winters with a dumbfounded expression. She said to her, "I should have known something was strange about you when you wouldn't stop stealing glances at me ."

She continued, "I don't know what it is the both of you are up to, but I can recognize my brother even with my eyes closed and if you were sent by uncle Daniel to bring me back to that hell hole, then I assure you that you're in for a loss. Because the moment Reina realizes that I'm missing, you're all in trouble. I'm protected here and you can not do anything to me, you fake nanny! " She accused her Winters.

"Ouch," Winters feigned hurt, her hand pressed on her chest dramatically, "Upon all of my sacrifices," She was having fun.

"Winters," Marcel warned her and she backed off, reluctantly. He then faced his sister, "Chloe?" Marcel tried to reach for her, but she took a step back.

She scoffed, "Is Daniel suffering from schizophrenia that he thinks that I don't recognize my brother anymore? I warn you, if you don't let me go this instant, I'll scream and let everyone know what you're up to." Chloe didn't trust them.

The both of you should have tried harder, I know what my brother looks like and you're not him. Nor did you sound like him either." She pointed out the flaw in their plan.

"Oh," That was when Marcel realized that he had been using Nahid's voice all along. No wonder she had that big look of suspicion on her face, smart girl. Marcel was proud of her safety consciousness.

He instantly turned off the device and said in his normal voice, "It's me, Chloe," startling the girl.

Chloe's eyes were wide with shock and she narrowed her gaze at him. If this was a new trick, she was not falling for it.

"I know it looks strange with the face and all, but I'm wearing a mask and I can't take it off because that's the only way I can get you out of here. But it's me, Marcel, your brother."

Chloe looked at Marcel, unsure. His voice was real and she wanted to believe him, but she had been tricked so many times by Daniel that she didn't know what to believe anymore.

"Fine," She said, "If you're truly Marcel, tell me one thing only Marcel would only know about me?" She tested him.

Marcel's mouth opened and closed speechlessly because he had not seen that one coming.

"Well?" Chloe was becoming impatient. If they were bad people, she needed to get out of here.

Marcel took a deep breath and composed himself. Holding her gaze, he went on to say,

"The Chloe I know has a star-shaped mole on her butt cheeks and she thinks it's embarrassing while I think it's adorable. When you were little, because I was your only friend, you thought it was right to stand and pee as a girl because you copied me as a kid and that was the hardest habit to break. Because you loved braiding hair, I had to grow out my hair once just so you could have fun, braiding mine.

"The hardest decision I ever had to make was leaving you behind when mother died. I was grieving and didn't stop to think that you were hurting the same way and you were just a child. But then, we were all kids and we didn't deserve to go through all of that without a parent by our side. However, Chloe, I'm most sorry for letting Daniel take you and I promise you that it's never going to happen again. I swore on our mother's name, I would take care of you just as I promised mother. " He said.

"Brother!" Chloe didn't hesitate to throw herself into Marcel's arms. It was confirmed now that he was her brother. Only Marcel would know all of that stuff about her. To be honest, Marcel was not just a brother to her, he was almost a parent to her. Aside from the pictures, Chloe could not even remember what Penelope looked like anymore.

Marcel was all she knows.