Taken By The Mafia Lord

“He came to keep us safe. I had no choice but to tell my mother the truth, Marcel.” She said.

“You did the right thing. Although this wasn’t the way I intended to notify Eric about Richardo, they should have an idea of him rather than work in the dark.” Marcel told her, tugging a lock of her hair to the back of her ear.

“We should go check you out now,” Arianna said, ignoring the butterflies dancing in her belly thanks to him touching her.

“You are so beautiful,” Marcel either didn’t hear or was pretending not to have heard her.

“The scan, Marcel.”

“I can’t wait for our baby to be born and the fact that he or she would have your look gives me great joy.

Their eyes met and locked. Arianna felt it down to her bones, Marcel meant the words he said and it was that realization that made her heart begin to beat faster.

He continued, “You might not know this, but the battle out there had been tough, but the thought of you and our baby kept me going. I knew deep down that I couldn’t die out there, no, I had a purpose to live now. Honestly, I don’t care about the pain and I’m so happy that I want to scream your pregnancy at the top of my – ”

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Arianna covered his mouth at once with her palm casting a nervous look in Ezra’s direction and wondering if he heard that.

“What?” Marcel spoke into her palm, confused at the gesture. The heat of Marcel’s mouth on her palm sent tingles down to her core, but Arianna pushed her hormones to the corner and focused on the task at hand.

She pulled her palm free and grabbed his face with both hands this time, keeping his attention on her. Casting one last nervous look at Ezra, saying to Marcel with a lowered voice,

“My mother can’t know of my pregnancy yet.”

“Okay, wait – what?” His brows furrowed, “What are you talking about?”

“It’s a long story Marcel and this is not the place for it, you need to get tested. Anyway, the point is you can’t ever tell her or anyone close to her that I’m having your baby. Call my mother old-fashioned, but she thinks it’s disrespectful to get me pregnant before marrying me. ”

“So we are going to keep it from her?” Marcel cast a look at Ezra and was sure by now that he was suspecting their conversation, “For how long? You know we can’t hide the truth forever and I’m ready to marry you tomorrow if you want it.”

Arianna sighed, rubbing her temple, “Just for the moment okay? At Least until this is over. And please do not procrastinate any longer, you need to get treated.” She grabbed onto his arms and began to pull him in the direction of Ezra and the doctor – who felt out of place.

“Fine,” Marcel agreed, letting her pull him along and when they got to where the others stood, he cleared his throat.

“Hello?”

“You look a mess, Marcel.” Ezra smirked at his appearance, “Else, I wouldn’t know how to comfort my relative, Arianna.”

“Ezra, behave,” Arianna warned him between gritted teeth. He was the most annoying out of the brothers and she had to deal with him every day.

“Ahh, no need to bite, little kitten. After all, your boyfriend just came out of a battlefield and I wouldn’t want to be killed by me.” He laughed.

And although Ezra meant that as a joke, the doctor at his side heard it all and nervously pushed his glasses to his nose. He kind of felt earlier that these people were not ordinary, moreover, it was a bullet case and it was not reported to the police. Instead, the director demanded that the operation be handled discreetly.

Just what kind of people were this, they already knew his face. He heard nothing, you know. He didn’t want to die yet.

“Is this the doctor?” Marcel asked the man who was close to shivering in fear

“Yes.” Arianna said and stepped forward to the doctor, “Please….”

To her surprise, the man stepped back. And though the move befuddled her, Marcel was grateful he wasn’t getting close to his woman.

She said nonetheless, “He suffered a blunt-trauma force to his body and self-medicated with Morphine. That’s the only reason he’s on his feet right now. I would need you to scan and confirm the…”

Arianna was still saying when she heard an oddly familiar voice call her out. She lifted her eyes and was surprised to see Mimi striding in her direction. How did she even know to come here? She must have somehow been following them. But Ezra would know … unless he let her intentionally….

That damned bastard, Arianna cursed inwardly. She should have known never to trust her friend’s words to stay back, especially when Victor’s involved. Mimi’s eyes were red and tears were sliding down her cheeks even as she approached her. She must have heard the news about Victor.

“Mimi, I’m sorry -”

Arianna was interrupted by a slap on her face and a shocked gasp left her mouth. No, she never saw it coming. This was the first time Mimi ever laid a hand on her since that day they met and fought in school. The action was so shocking that Arianna remained in that position until Mimi approached her again and this time, Marcel stood before her protectively while Ezra drew Mimi back.

“How could you do to me?! You lied to me, Arianna! Why didn’t you tell me he was in danger?! What if this was his last time…!” Mimi shouted, turning to lay her head on Ezra’s shoulder and cried out her eyes.

“I’m so sorry, Mimi. I didn’t mean to lie to you. I was merely trying to keep you safe.” Arianna said, while clasping the spot her friend slapped on her face, the tears slipping down her cheeks.

She didn’t mean to keep her in the dark and was so sorry.