Taken By The Mafia Lord

Music Recommendation:- It is what it is - Jamie Miller

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Everything was going downhill!

Marcel's heart was pounding loudly in his chest as he strode after his sister while trying to connect to Adele at the same time, all to no avail.

God help him tonight!

He tried to keep a cool head, but not with everything going on right now.

"Damn it! Just go through!" He screamed into the phone, nearly throwing it from anger. Of all times, why did the service have to go off now? He needed to get to Adele and at the same time, bring his sister home. Why was everything suddenly going to shit! None of it was supposed to go this way.

Marcel was still fuming with anger when his eyes suddenly noticed the men in suits coming in his direction, the comms at the back of their heads was a straight giveaway of their occupation.

"Shit," He cursed under his breath and instantly made a U-turn when he noticed their eyes on him. What has Chloe done? Marcel knew that if his cover hadn't been blown, it was about to.

Even when Marcel turned and pretended to go about his business, he sensed that the men hadn't given up on him and increased his pace. However, they increased their pace too and when Marcel felt them catching up with him, he broke into a run.

"Quick! Catch him!"

"Don't let him escape!"

Those were the orders given as Marcel ran with all of his strength. He had to abort the mission, Chloe has ruined it all. Aside from that, he had a more pressing issue and it was to get back to the base. Elijah was coming for Arianna and he couldn't let that happen.

Marcel intended to get back to the parking space where Fetus was waiting to take off. The initial plan had been to leave with Chloe once he found out and Reina nor Niklaus or Sakuzi wouldn't even know what happened until they were gone. But then Chloe made her choice and Marcel had to live with that.

As much as Marcel loves his sister, Arianna was his future and he had to secure her. That was why he had to get to her before it was too late. Sadly, Marcel didn't make it to the parking space because he was tackled to the ground out of nowhere.

He punched the assailant in the face and threw him off his body with his strength. Marcel got up to his feet immediately, but the annoying fool held on to his ankle and wouldn't let him go. He had no other choice but to kick him in the face hard, leaving him unconscious.

Panting hard, Marcel was about to leave when a figure stepped out of the shadow, leaving him speechless. Winters walked forward with her hands raised in the air while two other men walked behind her with their guns pointed at her head. From the frightened look on her face, Marcel knew that it was over.

Just like him, her cover was blown.

"Put your hands in the air!" One of them ordered and Marcel released a torrent of curses. It was over. There was no way that he could fight them without putting Winters in harm's way.

He raised his hand according to the order.

"On your knees!"

Marcel's eyes connected with Winters and she shook her head. If he does that, it would be easy to subdue him. There was still a tiny bit of chance to turn the table around on them, but it was too risky and Marcel would not sacrifice her life. Winters was as important as Chloe was to him.

So he obediently got down to his knees and Winters shut her eyes in disappointment. One of them walked slowly and cautiously towards him, his gun held securely in his hand. Marcel watched him and perhaps, if he came close enough, there was a chance of taking him out.

Unfortunately, before he could put that plan into place, the other men in pursuit of him arrived at the scene. Marcel knew instinctively that it was over. He failed not only to save his sister but Arianna… shit, Arianna!

He quickly got to his feet, "I need to -" Marcel was still saying when he was kicked in the chest and fell to the ground, the breath knocked out of his lungs. Although he merely wanted to talk, Sakuzi's men had seen that as an act of retaliation and reacted instantly.

Even at that, Marcel didn't give up and tried to get through to them, "You don't understand, I need to get to Arianna right - oof!" A kick to the stomach snatched the rest of his words and was never heard.

Still, Marcel wouldn't stay on the ground and began to slowly pull himself up. He needed to get to Arianna. Perhaps, he might be able to plead with one of them to let him go or they can all go with him to make sure he doesn't escape. The point was to stop Elijah from taking Arianna. Arianna was his.

When they saw Marcel slowly standing up, they kicked him again, this time the momentum throwing him meters away and he groaned in pain.

"Stop it! You're hurting him!" Winters screamed at the top of her voice and tried to go after Marcel but one of them grabbed her from behind and wouldn't let her go.

It was at that moment that Winters regretted never taking up some self-defense lessons from Marcel. She had her speed and smartness. Until today, it was always enough.

"Marcel!" Winters continuously cried out when she saw the way they were maltreating her, "Seriously, stop it!"

But none of them were listening, they ignored her cries. To them, she wasn't worth their attention. They already had the king shark.

Marcel was beaten so badly that he couldn't even move. His body hurt all over. He was still on the floor when one of them came to hover over him.

The asshole grinned at him sleazily, "Now, you meet the boss." He punched him out.

Marcel lost consciousness.