Taken By The Mafia Lord

“Arianna,” Marcel walked straight to her with Luca moving out of the way, making room for him. Right now, Marcel was like a time bomb. He was anxious because of Arianna that even a small mistake could set him off – and Luca doesn’t want to be that person.

“Marcel...” Arianna breathed, trying to sit up but Marcel didn’t let her move. More blood can flow to your brain if she laid down, moving around was not advisable.

“What happened to you, love?” He queried, clasping her cheeks. Marcel’s eyes were still wide with fear as he scanned her body, checking for injuries that he couldn’t find.

No one can understand the apprehension that gripped him when he heard Arianna fainted. He thought something really bad had happened to her and that was the last time he would see her.

But you know what scared him the most, the fact that Arianna might have left him this way. His last memory of her would be the both of them fighting and that killed him inside more than anything.

The guilt.

During those minutes, that guilt ate him from the inside out. They ate him alive and he blamed himself for what happened. On his way here, all Marcel kept hoping was that she would be alive. If she just held on to life, then he would change everything. He wouldn’t be fucking mad at her anymore. If Arianna wanted him to be spare alive, then so be it.

He just wanted her to stay alive.

.....

Marcel realized during those moments that Arianna was his life and he really couldn’t go on without her. She lit up his world and it was nothing without her. It was dead. Empty. Cold.

His father advised him never to fall in love. Daniel claimed love made him weak, that it was a weakness. But he was wrong. Love is poison. A poison that starts harmlessly and slowly until it infects every bit of your body. It seeps into your bones till it’s deeply ingrained inside of you and it kills you over and over again, yet you can’t die.

It’s a sweet death.

“I just felt a little sick,” Arianna explained to him, her voice weak.

Marcel turned to Luca with a fierce look, “She was perfectly fine when I left her in your care, what happened, Luca?” He accused him.

Luca in question breathed shakily, “I honestly don’t know sire.”

Marcel’s eyes narrowed, his body tight with fury, “What do you mean you don’t know?” His voice was dangerously low.

Luca didn’t answer and only looked at Arianna and then at Aziz whom Marcel just discovered was in the room with him. His priority had been on Arianna earlier, no one else.

“Marcel...”Arianna touched his arms, trying to get his attention. But he was far from listening.

“I asked you a question and it demands an answer. ”

Unable to stand the tension anymore, Luca opened up to him, “Arianna mistakenly ruined her coat, I left to get her another one to keep the cold, but even I returned, that was when it happened and Aziz was by her side when she lost consciousness.”

If eyes were bullets, then Aziz would have been long dead, because when Marcel turned those simmering eyes on him, he was dead.

“Marcel! ” Arianna cried out, trying to stop him but Marcel was already marching towards Aziz with killing intent. At that moment, Marcel looked like a predator who had his home ravaged by a competitor and was back for carnage.

Aziz recognized that he was in danger and put up his hands, trying to explain to him, “I swear to God, I had nothing to do with this! We were just talking and the next she stood up and -”

The rest of the words failed to come out because Marcel punched him right in the face and Aziz staggered from the impact.

“Marcel stop!” Arianna begged him, but he was lost to his fury. Marcel was like a beast that had lost control.

“Please...” Aziz begged him, crawling away from him on all fours. However, Marcel chased after him and pulled him up by the collar, and punched him the second time.

“I warned you!” He growled in Aziz’s face, “You are as good as dead if anything happens to my woman!” He pulled his hand back to land a third punch only for Adele to come in and her eyes widened at the commotion.

“Marcel!” Adele shouted, shocked at the scene. She ran over to go save her boyfriend, but the moment she touched Marcel’s arm, he pushed her away with his strength and she hit her head on the wall and yelped in pain.

“Adele!” Elijah felt a strange protectiveness when he saw Adele fall and that prompted him to blow Marcel in retaliation.

But he shouldn’t have done that, because that made Marcel more furious and his eyes glinted with murder – Aziz punched him in the face. The Face.

It was over.

Arianna saw that and knew the both of them would kill each other if she didn’t step in, so she stood up. However, she stood too quickly and thanks to the previous incident not less than ten minutes ago, Arianna found herself falling again.

“Arianna!” Luca shouted and caught her before she could hit her head and do real damage.

Arianna’s fall broke whatever spell of madness that came over Marcel because he hurried to her side and took her from Luca.

“Call the doctor! Quickly!” He ordered him.

“Hey, love!” He placed Arianna on the bed and shook her unconscious body, while Adele grabbed Aziz and took him the hell away from there.

This meeting was a disaster.