Taken By The Mafia Lord

Arianna really underestimated men's love for sports because they were merry till evening. It happened that while the women were busy in the kitchen, everyone drank the hundred-year-old wine in tense silence. Even if his brothers welcomed Marcel as their guest, it still didn't mean they wanted him here.

So they gave Marcel the silent treatment amid Eric's efforts to make him feel at home. It all proved abortive until he turned the television on and there was a football match going on. And just like that, the atmosphere slowly changed.

At first, both sides pretended to be reserved and watched the match silently with their drinks, however, when the first goal was scored, celebration erupted from their mouths and they couldn't hold in their excitement anymore.

Just like that, the once silent room was invigorated as they began to argue about the player's tactics and the football formation. In one word, before the woman could return with the snacks, their men were already wasted.

Both Arianna and Natalie were dumbfounded at the scene of the once quiet men placing bets with wine glasses in their hands. What was going on here? Did the earth suddenly become flat? They were surprised at the turn of events.

Thanks to the awkward ambiance earlier, Natalie had been planning to cut her meeting short with Marcel and perhaps they meet another day. But now, there was no need for that anymore and let them have their fun instead. Natalie was more than relieved to see them getting along now.

The cozy scene was astonishing to Arianna. Thanks to their occupation, it was sometimes hard to imagine them like normal people, but right now they were engaging in mundane things and she couldn't help but get entranced by the scene. Arianna would love to have a family one day full of joy and laughter and prayed she would be able to achieve that with Marcel.

By the time the match was over, both sides had already suffered losses and gains thanks to their extravagant betting. Marcel lost his wristwatch worth thousands to Ephraim who honestly had been targeting it from the start. Eric in question would have no choice but to relegate one of his betting shops to Marcel.

Victor was the only one who didn't engage in drinking since he would be driving his cousin home later. With Marcel wasted, one of them had to be sane enough not to get them into an accident. So he couldn't engage in the betting since it all started on a drunken wimp anyway.

So he acted more as Marcel's babysitter while his cousin had all the fun. But then, just like every other thing, the good times must come to an end too.

"Alright buddy, it's fine to go," Victor hitched Marcel up to his feet, it was time to leave.

But Marcel was completely drunk and placed all of his weight on him, causing Victor to stagger along with him.

"Shit, you're heavy," Victor groaned, managing to maintain his footing and shifting Marcel's weight to one side. They only managed to make it outside when he nearly buckled under his weight. Damn, he was really heavy.

"Do you need help?" Eric said from behind them and Victor turned to look at him. Unlike his brothers who lay in a drunken mess on the sofa, he looked fine and Victor had a slight suspicion that it had something to do with the tea he consumed earlier.

"No, I can handle…" Victor was still saying when Marcel pushed him away and staggered towards Eric with a sheepish grin.

"Father-in-law! You are my father-in-law!" Marcel shouted drunkenly. His cheeks were flushed red and he had difficulty standing.

"About the deal, I would think about it." Eric calmly said to him.

Marcel saluted him at once, "Sir, yes, sir! I'll keep…. in mind…." His speech was slurred, "Y-youre best father-in-law in the world"

"Come here," Victor pulled at his arm but Marcel pushed him away once again and he groaned in frustration. This was why he hated a drunk Marcel. He was a big pain in the ass.

Natalie appeared at that moment with Arianna behind her and Marcel's eyes lit up like Christmas.

"My mother's best friend!" He shouted with his arms wide open and intending to hug Natalie.

Eric must have been understanding the first time Natalie and Marcel hugged, after all, it was a reunion, but for it to happen a second time, especially when Marcel was drunk? Nope, impossible. Not on his watch.

So when Marcel was close to embracing his wife in his presence, Eric simply pulled him back by the collar and Natalie released a sigh of relief. That was close; the boy startled her.

And without a second thought, Eric tossed Marcel over to Arianna who caught him at the last minute with a bit of effort.

"Hey…" Arianna breathed, steadying him.

Marcel lifted his head and saw her only for him to smile so brightly that there were literally stars dancing in his eyes.

Oh boy, that was not good. Arianna recognized a disaster when she saw one.

"You are my love!" Marcel announced and clasped her cheeks with both of his hands while Arianna gave a nervous smile.

"Yes, I am."

Although Arianna affirmed his claims, she tactically searched around for Victor and when she saw him, pleaded with her eyes for him to save her from his eccentric cousin right now.

"Tell me you love me," Marcel demanded.

Arianna had no choice but to obey. She said, "I love you, Marcel."

"Shout it at the top of your voice!"

"I love you, Marcel!"

"Shout it as if your life depends on it!"

"I love you, Marcel!" Arianna shouted it at the top of her lungs and had to catch her breath.

"That's enough!" Victor grabbed him from behind this time and made sure his grip was strong enough that Marcel was not able to break through it easily.

"No!" Marcel screamed anxiously. What was going on? They were about to separate him from his love, Arianna, he couldn't let that happen!

He was overdramatic.

Just how much of that wine did he take? Arianna was sure Marcel would be embarrassed to death when he woke up tomorrow morning