Taken By The Mafia Lord

They were set to move out now, there were so many activities going on in the base that Marcel couldn't catch his breath until the last minute. The operation tonight was important and he couldn't afford a mistake. Richardo already sent a location and it was a container depot.

Smart bastard! Marcel cursed under his breath. Who knew what awaited him in those empty shipping containers? There was no time to scout the location because the bastard intentionally sent the location late. One thing was sure though, this was a trap and he had to be prepared because there was no way he was leaving Winters behind.

Macy was right, the more people he had to protect, the weaker he became. But then she was right in the sense that he should have been more careful. He should have protected his loved ones well and not given an opening to opportunists like Richardo. Macy won this round because he relaxed, but it was not going to happen again, Marcel promised himself.

"Boss, it's time to go," His soldier, Samuel informed him. He was the soldier who took Macy's position by his side and the one Arianna shot at in the past when she tried to escape him.

"Give me a little time," Marcel told him, pulling out his phone to call Arianna. He should have informed her of his movement earlier on, but he just didn't know how to say it to her, not to mention that he had been busy. But now, he couldn't leave without speaking to her... what if this was the last time?

No, he was not going to die. If it wasn't for any other reason, he would do everything in his power to come back because of Arianna. Marcel already promised to marry her and start a family with her and he intends to keep to that promise. So he was not dying tonight. Moreover, dying in the hands of a nobody like Richardo would be a huge shame to the reputation he carefully built over the years.

So he called Arianna right away, his heart beating with anticipation of hearing her voice. He couldn't tell when it began, but his world currently revolves around Arianna.

"Hello...." Her voice came alive and at that instant, Marcel thought he could die from happiness. She was everything to him - everything that mattered. Even if he died right now, Marcel was a fulfilled man.

"Hello love, how are you doing?" Marcel answered, shifting his weight to his other foot with the phone pressed to his ear.

"And you?"

"Fine."

There was an awkward silence between the both of them which was unusual and Marcel would have suspected something was up except he didn't have much time.

"I have something to tell you..."

"I have something to tell you..."

Both of them said at the same time, surprising each other.

"This is weird," Arianna laughed, "But you go first..."

"No, you go first..." Marcel said instead. There was no way her news could be more dreadful than his.

"Are you sure...."

He sensed her hesitation.

"I'm sure," Marcel said.

Before he left, Marcel wanted to know what was on her mind - in case it was the last time. No, he had to stop thinking that way. He was not dying today.

"I'm pregnant."

Bam!

It felt like an explosion went off in his head and Marcel stiffened.

"Y-you're what?" He croaked, his throat suddenly dry while the hand holding the phone trembled that it was a surprise it didn't slip from his hold.

"Unbelievable, right? I know, I felt the same way too, Marcel! It took me hours for the information to sink in, that's why I didn't call you right away. No, I wanted to meet you and tell you the news but I couldn't keep it in the instant I heard your voice. I just can't believe it when we tried for so long ..... " Arianna rambled on while Marcel stopped listening at the point where she confirmed her pregnancy

"Oh my God," A gasp tore from his lips when realization dawned on him and he brought his hand to his mouth. Marcel began to laugh. He laughed so hard that even Arianna became concerned from her side and asked if he was okay.

But he ignored her, laughing so hard that tears slid down his face. Marcel covered his face with his palm and though it looked like he was crying, the truth was that those were tears of joy. Marcel was so happy he didn't know how to express it.

Arianna was pregnant!

He was going to be a father?

God damn it, he was so happy!

Marcel had not seen it coming. This was not the news he had been expecting. It completely took him by surprise all even though it was what he ever wanted. Marcel wanted to be a father so much that when the good news finally came, it sounded too good to be true.

But then it was true.

He was going to have a child!

It was reality.

"Marcel? Hello? Are you there..."

"I'm here, love," He said, his voice chipper than usual.

"Alright, this is what we are going to do, I'll be there....." Marcel trailed off when he remembered he had a place to go. A mission to cover.

Oh no, he was carried away by the excitement.

"Marcel? You were saying?"

"Listen to me, Arianna..." Marcel swallowed.

Arianna must have sensed something was wrong because she asked,

"Are you alright?"

"We are going after Richardo," He let out the news instead of beating around the bush.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm going to be back in no time and then we can talk about the baby."

"Marcel!" She scolded him, "What are you not telling me?! You're about to do something dangerous, right?"

"I'll be back," Was all he told her.

"Marcel please..."

"I'm sorry, but I have to go now. I love you, Arianna." He ended the call before she shook his resolve. It took everything in Marcel not to abandon the mission tonight and go to her. But then, he was the boss and this was his responsibility.

He was going to be back for her and his child.