Taken By The Mafia Lord

Just as he imagined, most of Alberta’s family members had returned home to grace the wedding ceremony even though it was on short notice. Hence, the wedding ceremony was filled with dignitaries and more were to arrive at the reception.

Daniel didn’t care if his family members attended or not, all that mattered was Marcel marrying Clara today. However, it seems the bunch of losers were eager to suck up to him. Hence, his cousins Benjamin and Robert alongside their sons and daughter – he couldn’t see the useful yet illegitimate one, Adele, only the useless one, Cindy or whatever she was called – were beside him.

Daniel snorted inwardly, his relatives were a joke. Thankfully, his son Marcel was different and all of his hard work paid off. Just a look at his second cousins, Marcel should be thanking him for not letting him turn out that way. But of course, his son was an ungrateful bastard.

The only person Daniel would have valued her presence was his sister, Carmine, but she wasn’t here. No, unless it was very necessary, the both of them never interacted as family members do. She has not forgiven him for their brother, and probably would do never till she died.

She was never going to understand that he never intended for Albine to die. Who knew that their crazy uncle would go as far as to eliminate their brother whom he saw as a threat after provoking him? But then, that single move paved a way for their family and they came into power.

Sure, she has the right to be angry, but for how long? Carmine should be thanking him, because all of the privileges she was enjoying today were a result of his hard work. Wasn’t it hypocritical to blame him and reap the benefit as well?

Daniel turned to his assistant by his side, “Tell me, what is my son up to?” He wouldn’t be made a laughing stock, especially with Benjamin and Robert present. Both of them would give anything to see that both of them fought against each other. And though he and his son fought, both of them had to present a united front today. Their relatives shouldn’t see their weakness.

“None so far,” The assistant answered just as the bride’s mother walked up to the altar, “Your threat worked and he’s walking in soon, anyway.”

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A smile tugged Daniel’s lips to the side as he nodded his head, Marcel made the right choice as he thought. He was his son after all and could see the bigger picture. Daniel was so proud of him.

Speak of the devil.

The both of them looked up as Marcel, the groom himself came up. His son looked impeccably in his black suit and his handsomeness didn’t escape the eyes of some of the guests. Daniel lifted his head proudly as his son drew attention without even trying hard. At least, Penelope had done a good thing by giving his son the looks – not that he (Daniel) wasn’t handsome.

Marcel was followed up by his best man Victor who was dressed in a green suit, not even a dark one, and Daniel groaned in disapproval.

Leave it to that deviant to wear something unconventional to this holy matrimonial. Victor had always been the weird one in the family and had Daniel known that he would be in that striking color, he would have changed everything. Young people these days were full of nonsense.

Victor drew quite an attention as well and some of the guests even took out their phone and began to take pictures of him as if he was some celebrity or something on a runway. The attention should be on his son, Marcel. Well, Victor was useful to his son and soon, the attention would naturally move to his son afterward.

Marcel was a natural-born leader and king, hence the others would always remain under him. Everyone shines but no one shines brighter than the sun aka Marcel. The paired-up wedding party came up next and honestly, even Marcel didn’t know those groomsmen personally – they were picked from God knows where.

Everything was arranged at the last minute and their purpose was to make sure the wedding was as real as possible. As per the wedding custom, they didn’t want any of that practice missing else it confirms the people’s suspicion that they were hurrying because Clara was pregnant and this was a shotgun wedding.

Alberta’s family’s reputation would be tarnished and Daniel couldn’t allow that to happen to know that was the only reason he forced Clara on his son. It was all because of her family’s reputation and background and If something were to happen to that, it would be his loss.

That was the only reason the marriage was happening. Aside from that, Clara doesn’t even deserve his son one bit and there were other powerful Mafia families that he could marry Marcel off to and strengthen both family’s bonds through the union.

The flower girl and the ring bearer were the last set of people to enter while the audience waited for the bride to make her entrance. Because her father was late and Clara was an only child, one of their relatives would be the one giving her away to the groom, Marcel.

The choir was already singing a hymn, while the whole church turned to the door, awaiting the bride’s entrance. However, when five minutes passed and there was no still sign of Clara, everyone knew something was wrong.

Murmurs began to arise and Daniel’s brows furrowed suspiciously. He looked at his son Marcel at the altar waiting for his bride and his poker face made it difficult to tell what he was up to.

No, Clara must be running late or something, he assured himself and waited. Thankfully, not less than ten minutes later when the tension was high and the murmurs become unbearable, the door opened.