Taken By The Mafia Lord

"Marcel, come and take a look at your new sister," Penelope urged her son who stared hostilely at the little kid sitting on her lap and sucking her hand.

What does his mother mean by a new sister? He doesn't remember his mother being pregnant for even a day, so how could he have a sister out of nowhere - neither was he ready to share his mother's attention with that ugly thing.

The closest Marcel came was the edge of the bed while glaring at the innocent young girl who kept grinning at him.

Was she stupid or what? Marcel couldn't understand why she kept smiling at him when he was being friendly with her. He doesn't want that dumb thing by his side.

"Come on, she doesn't bite, just come closer and touch her," Penelope urged him closer and he reluctantly climbed into the bed.

It was strange but the more he stared at her, the toddler seemed kind of innocent, hence when Penelope handed her to him, Marcel carried her unsure. Even with her size, Marcel thought she would break in his grasp.

However, he got used to her and perhaps, it must be her smiling, but Marcel somehow warmed up to her. He turned to his mother, "What's her name?"

She smiled at him, "Chloe and she's your sister now."

"She's not my sister," Marcel refused right away, "We are not blood-related."

"Oh, Marcel," Penelope sighed. She cupped her son's cheeks and explained patiently to him, "You don't have to be related by blood to be family. It works by adoption too. Moreover, most of all, family lives here…." She took his free hand and placed it on his chest.

"You would know it in there. Feel the bond. " She said to him.

Marcel stared at little Chloe, she looked so sweet, cuddly, and a perfect little angel and he felt his heart thudding beneath his hand. He stared at his mother and he saw the hopeful smile on her face. It has been a long time since he saw her this lively. Was it the work of this little angel? He stared at the kid.

All of a sudden Chloe reacted and grabbed a handful of Marcel's hair causing him to yelp as she yanked tight.

"My God, Chloe!" Penelope came to his aid and took the kid from him, carefully releasing his hair from her tight grip before he went bald at his age.

Marcel's eyes were red with anger as he prepared to give this sister of his a piece of his mind, however, when he looked at her innocent face, he was dumbfounded instead and his anger dissipated slowly. She was strong, Marcel began to laugh.

Seeing his reaction, Penelope could not understand what was going on, and all she could do was join him and laugh as well. Chloe's laughter was pure, childish, and adorable. The whole family found joy in laughing together, but then good things never last for long.

The door opened and Daniel barged in fuming and with his presence, snatched away all of the joy in the room. The smiles vanished from everyone's faces, Marcel stiffened upon seeing his father while the color drained from Penelope's face. Even little Chloe must have sensed evil had entered the room because she started crying and Daniel stared at her with unadulterated hatred.

Seeing his gaze on the kid, Penelope instantly handed the toddler over to Marcel who took her in his arms protectively with his heart pounding in his throat. He was scared of Daniel, but he had a stronger desire to protect his sister. Yes, she was his sister.

Penelope swallowed, stepping towards him nervously, "Daniel…"

A hard slap met her face, nearly taking her to the ground, but she managed to stay on her feet, having gotten used to his maltreatment.

"You dared to adopt a child behind my back?!" He raged, about to land another slap on her face when she shouted,

"Marcel was lonely!"

"What?"

"Marcel needs someone by his side," Penelope said.

"Isn't that what you're here for, bitch?" Daniel grabbed her hair, and yanked on it tightly, "Your role here is to train my son, not to take liberties with me!" He pushed her to the ground, hard.

Chloe cried harder, and Marcel rocked her in his arms. She can't draw his father's attention, he would hurt her. Worse, he might even take her away from him… or kill her. But the deed has been done, Daniel turned to them with his scary eyes, and Marcel swallowed, tightening his grip on Chloe.

Daniel started in his direction when Penelope grabbed Daniel's leg, explaining desperately, "Marcel needs other siblings to communicate with, but you won't give me another child, so I thought it was best to adopt."

But Daniel snorted, "As if I would dare to have another child with you," He didn't hide his disgust.

She didn't know where the courage came from, but Penelope continued to beg him, "Please, don't take her away, Marcel really wants this and she's a girl anyway. She can't take away his position, so you have nothing to worry about. " She assured him.

For once Daniel must have had some human conscience because he didn't beat Penelope, rather, he turned to Marcel and asked him boldly,

"Is it true? Do you want the girl?"

Marcel had to blink twice to make sure his father was really talking to him. He croaked, "W-what?"

Daniel sighed in disappointment, running his hand through his hair. He said, "I don't have a dumbass for a son. So I ask again, do you want to keep her?"

Marcel's throat clogged up and he looked at his mother who was staring at him with high hopes.

"I-yes," He stammered.

"What?!" Daniel didn't hear him properly.

"Yes, I want her, father!" He said a little more loudly and with conviction.

"Fine, you would be your sister but she'd no Luciano. She would be taking your mother's maiden name. And you very much remember what it feels like to have something you desire because you don't know when you might lose it. And we, Luciano, take what we want."