Taken By The Mafia Lord

Natalie already overlooked her crime of not returning home last night thanks to Eric, but if she fails to go home today as well, her mother would go ballistic and Arianna didn’t want the already blossoming relationship between the both of them – Natalie and Marcel – to go sour.

“Give me a second to find my keys, I’ll drive you home myself,” Marcel said, searching for the key on his desk. He needed to apologize to Natalie for making Arianna fail her promise to her.

If he hadn’t gotten drunk last night and made a scene, Arianna wouldn’t be forced to return to the base with him. It was a privilege that Eric hadn’t sent his people to come to take her already.

“Found it!” Marcel said and walked towards Arianna, placing his hand on the small of her waist, and leading her away. But the instant they stepped into the living room, Samson was there blocking the entrance causing the both of them to exchange a curious look. What was going on here?

“Please tell me Samson is merely guarding the door and is not trying to stop us from leaving,” Arianna could feel the swift change in the lion’s movement.

“More like he’s trying to stop you from leaving,” Marcel corrected her, he too saw it.

She turned to him with a shocked expression.

“Then what am I supposed to do then?!” Arianna practically screamed in his face, throwing her hands in the air as she panicked a little. It’s not like she could return to Draven’s residence with the lion.

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It had taken Samson time to get used to her, not to talk about being around so many strange faces. He would get agitated and his hunting instinct triggered which would lead to a disaster. That is if they don’t shoot him on sight first. Eric doesn’t joke about the safety of his family.

“Try persuading him?” Marcel shrugged. He was not even sure that it would work, it was a mere suggestion after all.

However, Arianna took it quite seriously and walked over to the lion prowling across the entrance. Samson took the job seriously.

“Hi,” Arianna waved at him with a nervous laugh. It was at this point that she wished that animals could communicate their opinions verbally. Sure, Samson was a special lion and the both of them bonded, how were they supposed to have this serious conversation?

“So….” Arianna swallowed when Samson faced her as she spoke and his yellow eyes didn’t look friendly at all. She gulped, “All I’m trying to say is that I don’t live here anymore and won’t be around twenty-four /seven to play with you.”

Arianna added immediately when he saw the way the lion’s eyes dimmed with disappointment, “But I would come to visit as much as I can, so you don’t have to worry about me.”

The lion could understand her, Arianna thought until Samson’s nostrils flared out and she didn’t know what to make of that. Arianna turned to Marcel with uncertainty,

“Why does that sound like a no?”

“Because it’s a no,” Marcel told her.

Arianna’s face fell.

“What are we going to do now?” She couldn’t remain here any longer and the lion certainly didn’t want her here only for today. Probably, all the time.

“What do you think…” Marcel said with a cocky grin on his face, rolling up his sleeve, “I use my master authority.”

He was smug as he went over to Samson and bent forward. He then commanded him, “You should leave now.”

Samson stood his ground by releasing a low growl at the back of his throat.

“Not going to happen, buddy.” Marcel pointed at his chest, “I make the rules here and you follow them.”

This time, Samson didn’t answer, instead, the both of them stared each other down, and Marcel was forced to avert his gaze. Damn it, Samson was so cold-hearted.

“Fine, perhaps we can come to a concession.” Marcel finally gave in, “Let’s not make things difficult for the lady, shall we? Come on,” He couldn’t go any further than that – Marcel couldn’t beg the proud lion.

Arianna stared at the man and the Lion in wonder, wondering what would happen next. And for a moment there, she thought Marcel would lose as she did, but Samson suddenly turned and her jaw dropped to the ground in shock.

With such a huge expression from Arianna, one should already imagine the smug look on Marcel’s face when he realized that he won. However, that happiness didn’t last forever because Samson swiped his short tail on his face and Arianna burst into hearty laughter.

Marcel stiffened on the spot because that gesture was a show of superiority. In one word, Samson didn’t let Arianna go on Marcel’s terms, but because he wanted to and made sure to express that to him. Samson showed him pity.

“That rude little -!”

“Come on, give up already,” Arianna couldn’t control her laughter even as she stopped him from going after Samson.

“God, the both of you are a match made in heaven.” She continued to tease him while Marcel’s face was sour.

“Aww, don’t be so sad.” Arianna turned his face and pressed a peck to both sides of his cheek. She said to him, “You can’t blame Samson though considering you taught him everything he knows. Like father, like son.”

Arianna just couldn’t stop the laughter. God, it was so hilarious and her stomach was beginning to hurt.

But then Marcel didn’t find it funny so while she was bent over and still laughing amid the belly pain, Marcel left without her.

“Hey, where are you going?! Wait for me!” Arianna hurriedly went after him.

When she was close enough, she hopped onto his back without warning and Marcel had no choice but to catch and piggyback her. With a smile on her face, Arianna buried her face in his neck and they left. It was not like he mad at her forever, anyway.