Taken By The Mafia Lord

To create a diversion. Marcel didn’t look like an ordinary man and would want to have her before Kenith does. Luckily for her, Kenith was too proud and conceited and would never hand her over to him. You could only imagine what happens afterward, a fight between both men? While they’re engrossed fighting it out, she would make her escape – that is if she does get caught.

Moreover, she also took his wallet to cover her expenses. If Arianna was going to survive the night and days ahead, enough to connect with Ruth and come up with a plan to leave this country, she needed money. Sadly, the only thing she had on her was Big Joe’s black card which she couldn’t use unless she wanted to be tracked down. But then, luck was on her side because Marcel was loaded. God bless his soul.

Arianna wasn’t stupid enough to go through the VIP entrance nor the normal one, that would be the first place they would search for her. So that left her with one option, the emergency exit.

Every building had one and Arianna had stolen, no, slipped a jacket from an unobserving drinker. The jacket had been spread over the top rail of the chair and the man had his back turned to her drinking with a woman by his side when Arianna passed by him and the material vanished instantly. The poor fool didn’t even notice it.

The jacket had a hood which Arianna was grateful for and so she hid her face while navigating around the club, trying to find the exit. Arianna knew the more time she spent here, the harder it would be to leave since they would have all exits blocked.

Lucky for her while going through the small hallway assigned for staff, she saw the safety sign and floor markings that led her to the side-hinged doors.

The door was not closed and Arianna pushed it open with a grunt and was directly led outside to her utmost joy. She could finally taste freedom. However, that joy was short-lived because an alarm blared straight into her ears and she knew at once she was in trouble.

Oh no.

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Arianna didn’t waste a second and sprinted into a run. The club was not located along the main road else she would have easily found a taxi that would take her away from here. So Arianna was left running across the street and dodging into alleyways for cover.

The security alarm drew Big Joe’s men to the exit like bees to a honeycomb and even without seeing them, Arianna could hear them from her hiding place as Kenith barked orders to find her at all cost.

Cold chills run down Arianna’s back, she didn’t put all of her efforts into escaping only to be caught and dumped back into that hell hole once again. She would rather die than get captured.

At once, Arianna bent down and tore a split in her gown to create more space for movements since she was going to battle. With the jacket that reached her thigh, she was really tempted to rip that annoying gown off her body but Arianna wasn’t really confident enough to fight in a thong.

It was while Arianna was trying to take off her heels that she felt a sudden change in the environment. She had hidden in a barely illuminated alleyway using the cover of the night and all she could see were silhouettes and right now, one was behind her.

Arianna gulped yet didn’t show signs of tension, at least she tried not to, else whoever that was behind her might sense she knew of his presence. She continued with what she was doing, taking off her shoes and that was a good plan because those pointy heels were weapons.

As soon as Arianna was up, she didn’t hesitate and swung violently at him. However, that person must have premeditated her move because he dodged her blow while he grabbed her other hand. Before Arianna could find her balance, he already grabbed her hand from behind and pushed her up against the wall.

Arianna let out an “oof” sound at the impact, he wasn’t particularly gentle with her. Her face was pressed against the wall while the man had her hands behind her, getting rid of the heels she still stubbornly clung onto as if she still had a fighting chance.

“No,” Arianna cried out as soon as he took her shoes, that had been her last hope. “You can’t take me to Big Joe, you would have to kill me to do that!” She hissed through gritted teeth.

“Sorry, little thief but you’re not going to your darling Big Joe but my boss, Marcel whom you stole from,” The man snarled, taking the wallet from her pocket and showing it off to her face, confirming that she was a petty thief.

Dread filled Arianna, how did Marcel find her so easily? Aside from that, this was not how she planned it out, he was supposed to be fighting with Kenith over her. Marcel had men with him? This was so unfair.

“Well, now you have the wallet, you can let me go, right?” Arianna hoped, no, begged while still in that uncomfortable position. Gosh, the asshole doesn’t know how to treat a lady.

“Sorry little thief but my boss has more dealings with you and needs one or two conversations with you,” He confessed and that made her brows furrow.

One or two conversations? That doesn’t sound good. She doesn’t even know who Marcel was enough to have a conversation. Gee, she even told him to choke on his coffee.

“And now we leave because trust me, my boss doesn’t have that much of a patience,” He said and was just about to turn her around when Arianna heard a thud, as if someone just dropped to the space beside them. It was followed by a grunt of pain from that man and the next, total silence.

Arianna’s heart sped up, what was going on? She turned around immediately only to see in the faint darkness that the man had fallen and there was another before her with eyes so familiar.

“You -!” That was the last word she had on her lips when something pierced her neck and the next thing, she was surrounded by darkness.