Taken By The Mafia Lord

That was Arianna’s motto after she woke up that morning and realized that she had overslept and failed her promise to her mother. Thankfully luck was on her side and she decided she would leave early. But then, Arianna could not bear to leave without making sure that Marcel was okay, so she decided to stay only until he awoke.

Having known Marcel’s tactics, Arianna observed her morning rituals, so he couldn’t trick her into anything and was ready to leave. Sure, she missed him, but Arianna needed to be home before her mother’s patience ran out. But as usual, Marcel had other ideas, and as tempting as it was – very, very tempting- she had to get down.

Perhaps the next time he comes to get her mother’s permission, without getting drunk, they can get physical. But for now, it was not happening. However, it was quite unfortunate that Marcel was stronger than her, and he successfully pulled her down to him.

Arianna knew that she lost the moment her face hit his chest, feeling his warm body. Before she could recover, he already flipped her over and had her lying beneath her.

Oh no.

“Marcel…” Arianna placed her hand on his chest, trying to push him away but Marcel grabbed those hands and pinned them above her head so she was unable to move them anymore.

Arianna swallowed a lump down her throat while shivers danced along her skin as she stared at the incubus hovering over her. Marcel was still bare from last night so her eyes couldn’t help but greedily take in the powerful lines of his body.

She drank in his gorgeous lean muscles and his ridged abs. If God specifically created a special group of persons on a Sunday aka his resting day, Marcel was definitely one of them because he took his time with him.

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Her eyes further looked at his lower stomach muscles that taper down in a V shape and it brought a blush to her cheeks knowing that was a route that pointed down to where his massive cock was. Arianna looked away at once only for her eyes to connect with Marcel and he gave her a knowing look.

She became flustered and defended herself instantly,

“It’s not what you think.”

However, Marcel didn’t answer, rather he lifted a brow that spoke volumes and Arianna sighed. She practically brought this upon herself by staring. But then, what could she do? You don’t place a sumptuous meal in front of someone and expect the person not to look.

She said to him, nonetheless, “You know this does not change anything, I need to get ….” The rest of her words vanished when Marcel placed his hand on the side of her face and her heart began to race.

It wasn’t just his hands that did the magic, the intense look in Marcel’s gray eyes made the air in the room become charged with electricity. He stole all the air with him because Arianna was finding it suddenly difficult to breathe.

So when he traced her chin and moved down to her throat, Arianna let out a gasp. Warning bells went off in her throat, she should push him away, but her body suddenly felt like lead and she was not able to move a muscle.

He caressed her smooth, slender neck with his hands causing her breath to become ragged and she began to breathe hard. However, his hand found the button to her shirt and her breath hitched in her throat.

She should say no, the words were right at the tip of her tongue but she was incapable of making a speech. Marcel’s eyes had darkened with lust, the sight holding her spellbound. He was so beautiful. And her silence gave him the incentive to pop a button open, and the second until he could see the swell of her breast.

He caressed the top of her breast with the back of his hand and a shiver danced down her spine. Her core throbbed with an arching emptiness and Arianna began to writhe beneath him.

“Marcel please …” Arianna didn’t even know what she wanted from him. She wanted him to let her go and at the same time, she wanted him close.

Thankfully, the choice was made for her because before Marcel could finally seduce her with his powers, they heard a heavy stomping sound and both of them slowly broke away in confusion wondering what was going on.

But in the next minute, the door was knocked down, shocking both of them. However, that was nothing compared to the way Arianna’s eyes grew to the size of the moon when she saw Samson coming at her at full speed.

Oh no.

The lion knocked a shocked Marcel to the ground and took his place as he tackled Arianna to the bed and began to lick her face excitedly.

Ouch! She definitely missed that sting.

“Yes, that’s my boy!” Arianna had no choice but to placate the excited lion, rubbing its belly and rubbing her hand through its mane as she played around with it.

As for Marcel, he slowly rose to his feet with a scowl on his face. He looked between his damaged door and the lion taking his place in Arianna’s life.

Why?

Why can’t these animals let him enjoy his girlfriend?!

First, it was Redhead, and now Samson. Yes, both of them must surely be in cahoots to steal Arianna from him. The more Arianna played and laughed with Samson, forgetting him, Marcel was suddenly in the mood to sell the animals to a potential buyer.

“Whoah, what is going on here?” Chloe, who heard the ruckus came to investigate the matter only to see her brother in nothing but his boxers while a woman was entangled in one of Samson’s rough plays on his bed.

What in the name of all weird things was this?

“Hi,” Arianna managed to wave at the girl, peeking out from beneath Samson’s crushing weight.

Fine, she gives up.

Samson wins.