Taken By The Mafia Lord

She was forever indebted to Mimi, that was the thought Arianna had in mind when she successfully made it inside the hotel. The fact that Ezra did not pursue her again meant that either Elijah or Mimi or both of them had taken care of the situation.

Even Elijah of all people fought hard for her to see Marcel, Arianna was not going to waste his effort. She would make their sacrifice worth it! Arianna promised mentally. She would make it up to them in one way or the other someday.

"What's the room again?" Arianna pulled out the phone to check the hotel number Mimi sent to her. Left for her alone, Arianna would have preferred meeting Marcel at the base, it would have been much better for the both of them to talk comfortably.

But then, half a loaf is better than none. Elijah had promised to only help her as long as she doesn't return to the base with Marcel. It had taken him a lot to get her out of there and even sacrificed his identity in the process. Natalie would never forgive him if he goes as far as sending her back to Marcel's residence.

Well, she did give Elijah her word and would not go back on it. Moreover, the fact that Marcel agreed to meet her here showed that he had no intention of taking her to the base either. They would just talk here and get back together - she hoped. No, Arianna made up her mind, it was time to get back her man.

She would think about what would happen later, that is if they do get back together, considering the tension between both families at the moment and the fact that her mother would be highly disappointed in her when she learns of this news.

But for now, Arianna had to focus on conquering Marcel's heart back. She had broken his trust in her and had to gain it back knowing Marcel hated betrayal the most. It was not going to be easy for her.

The moment Arianna found the hotel room and came to stand in front of the door, her heart began to pound loudly in her chest and her palms were clammy. She was suddenly nervous and her confidence free fell like the act of gravity acting on a mass. Just weeks ago, she had been having the time of her life with Marcel, and today, she was so scared to even be in the same room with him.

But she couldn't stand outside the door forever. Arianna wanted the chance to speak with him and here it was. It was now or never. Would she be brave enough to own up to her actions or she would run away like a coward?

She would take her chances.

May God save her soul tonight.

With a deep breath, Arianna swiped the key card she had with her at the reader, and the hotel door opened with a click. She pushed the door open and Arianna mentally psyched herself before stepping into the room and stopped.

Baby steps, one at a time.

Arianna slowly shut the door behind her and walked through the small passage that led into the spacious sitting room. It was a luxurious suite which wasn't surprising since Marcel picked the room himself and she of all people knew how much he loved fine things.

There was no sign of Marcel in the room but Arianna knew that he was here somewhere. She could feel it. More like, smell it. His familiar perfume infiltrated her nostril and brought back the memories. However, Arianna controlled her emotions, this was not the time to get affected.

Arianna bet her money that Marcel was somewhere stalking out surroundings. He was probably ensuring that she came alone and that this wasn't a trap or something - which has never happened before. At least with both of them. However, Arianna couldn't blame him, trust was easy to break but difficult to grow.

"I'm here Marcel and it's just me, no one else. I just want to talk to you and sort out this misunderstanding between us." She said, still looking for him.

However, there was still no response from him and Arianna was becoming wary of his stalking game. The window to the balcony was open, allowing in a cool night breeze that made the curtains flutter, and Arianna was fairly certain that he was hiding there.

Arianna sighed, what does Marcel even expect from her? For her to play his game and find him, was that her punishment? Does he even realize how childish - and arousing - it was - Arianna has always found a bit of mystery thrilling. Fine, she would play his game if that would get him to speak to him.

So Arianna started towards the balcony, but when she got there, there was no sign of him and that made her brows furrow in confusion. She had been hundred percent sure that he was there. Nonetheless, he just roused her fighting spirit and she was determined to win by all means.

However, the instant Arianna took a step forward, the light went out and she stiffened. She wasn't exactly a huge fan of darkness, especially not now Marcel was playing mind games with her and she was standing right outside the balcony. Arianna began to have negative thoughts.

What if she underestimated Marcel's anger and he decides that he was way better without her in his life and tosses her over the balcony having lost his mind? No, that was impossible. But then, a trickle of fear climbed down her spine, after all, he was Daniel's son.

"Are you scared?"

A startled gasp left her lips when she heard him speak out of nowhere. Marcel would win the Oscars in a horror movie while she remains the prey trying to find her way out of here.

Arianna tried to trace his voice, but she couldn't, it echoed across the room and this was turning into a creepy game.

"If you're not, I think you should be."

Goosebumps filled her arms because she could feel him breathing down on her neck.

Marcel was standing by her side.