Taken By The Mafia Lord

Marcel, as if sensing the change in her mood, took his other hand that he wasn’t driving with and intertwined it with hers causing her brows to raise in surprise. Nonetheless, Arianna didn’t say anything, a small smile curving her lips instead while blushing.

Then she heard a bark.

“What was that?” Arianna noticed it, unlike Marcel. Or perhaps, he was pretending after all.

“What?” Marcel gave her an innocent look and she tilted her head to the side, unsure. Perhaps, she must have been imagining things, Arianna thought.

And the bark sounded again.

“Alright, I heard that and it seems to be coming from the backseat,” Arianna said, beginning to look around the car.

“Are you sure of what you’re saying,” Marcel still denied it, “I can assure you that there’s nothing -”

Another bark came as if to prove Marcel wrong and point out that he was lying.

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He tried to speak again but the bark came again and again.

“Damn,” Marcel sighed, “That dog has no sense of loyalty,”

Hearing that word from Marcel’s mouth, Arianna took a moment to digest it and connect the dots, before letting an excited scream leave her mouth.

Redhead was here?

Without thinking twice about it, Arianna let go of Marcel’s hand and turned in her seat, trying to find out where Marcel was hiding the dog. That pretender!

Marcel in question stared down at his empty hand and shook his head in pity. Arianna already abandoned him for her second love. No wonder he hated that adorable cute thing – they had a love-hate relationship. There were just too many living beings vying for Arianna’s love and to think that he was defeated by a mere chihuahua was simply heartbreaking.

Arianna finally found Redhead, he was inside a bag on the car’s floor and must have barked out after recognizing her voice. The dog’s head peaked out and Arianna kneeled on the seat before leaning over to pull it up from the floor. Once she took a hold of it, she sat back down.

“My love!” Arianna cried out in excitement and pressed the dog to her chest. Redhead made sad whiny noises at the back of his throat. They finally met after a long time.

Unfortunately, Marcel stared at both of their interactions with a stab of jealousy. How dare that little bastard take the title of being called her love? He – Marcel – was her only love. While he was just a mere chihuahua – an annoyingly cute dog that he couldn’t get rid of even though he was tempted to right now.

Marcel cleared his throat just to get her attention but Arianna was clearly invested in the dog. And so Marcel tried another alternative by saying to Arianna,

“Redhead was supposed to be a surprise to you. He would have to stay with you until I find a way to return things to the way it was.”

Arianna turned to him with wide, delighted eyes, “Really? I can go home with him?!”

“Yes, you can go with….”

Marcel trailed off when Arianna took him by surprise by kissing him right on the cheek. Damn, how could she attack his poor heart like this? He was driving and they could have had an … oh well, it was nice? Marcel had a goofy smile on his face while driving.

However, Marcel was not satisfied with the gesture because he said, “Although you could kiss me on the other side of the cheek to make ….”

Arianna was not listening, she lifted Redhead playfully in the air and prattled loudly, “Who is my best doggie?!”.

“Who is my good boy?!”

Marcel glared at Redhead and thought in his heart, lucky bastard. Look how he was cuddled close to Arianna’s chest – he should be the one receiving that special treatment, not him!

Had Marcel known, he wouldn’t have brought the chihuahua along and let him wallow in sadness back at the base while he alone basked in Arianna’s affection. Then, he wouldn’t have to share it with him. Did Redhead just realize now that he had a selfish owner? Oh, he did.

Seeing that none of his methods worked anymore, Marcel gave up on drawing her attention and faced reality. It was so sad that he had to return Arianna to the Draven family and while in his absence, Redhead would enjoy all his love. He was so sad. Why was his life so hard?

It was quite unfortunate that all good things had to come to an end because they arrived at the Draven’s family residence and Marcel couldn’t even drive in, so he parked outside.

“I guess this is goodbye,” Marcel said, finding it hard to let go of her just like that. He wished they had more time together.

“It’s just for today. We will meet more now. I plan to stand up to my mother, Marcel. She would have to support our relationship or she would let me go.” Arianna was determined now. No more momma knows best.

“And speaking of meeting…” Marcel reached into the car through the window and brought out a phone package.

Arianna looked at him shocked, “You bought me a phone?” She received it from him.

“Mimi told me what happened. Use this from now on. My number and Victor’s are there already. We will communicate through it.”

She narrowed her gaze at him, “How do I know it’s not bugged like the last one?”

“It’s not.” Marcel told her, “I trust you now, Arianna.”

“And I believe you, Marcel.” She blushed red.

Looking down at Redhead in her arms, Marcel instructed her, “Don’t shower him excessively with the love meant for me else I’ll be jealous and might take him away.”

Arianna snorted.

“You are unbelievable,” She rolled her eyes toward heaven. He wasn’t even a kid.

“I love you, Arianna, too much.” He suddenly confessed, causing her heart rate to accelerate.

“I love you too, Marcel, more than you know,” She said to him.

A grin appeared on Marcel’s face and in a joyful mood, he climbed into his car and locked the door before blowing her a kiss. He could have kissed her, but he didn’t trust himself to stop.

” Goodbye, Arianna. ”

” Goodbye, Marcel.”

The both of them giggled like teenagers falling in love for the first time before Marcel drove off and Arianna kept waving at him till he was out of sight.