Taken By The Mafia Lord

You get that feeling when you’re all hyped for a blind date and then when things get serious, you have no idea what to do or start from? Yeah, that was how exactly Arianna felt right now. She was confused as to how to approach this new and upgraded relationship with Marcel without ruining it.

Should she make the first move or let him do it instead so as not to crush his male pride especially now they reconciled? The both of them were seated on the sofa without saying a word. Was she going too fast or should they take it slowly this time? Does he want to make out with her or take it all the way? Was he with a condom? Should she ask if he’s with a condom? Ugh! There were just a lot of questions on her mind.

Not to mention that she must look a mess after crying. Although she had washed her face, Arianna knew her eyes were red and swollen and did not have time for make-up. She wondered how Marcel even found her attractive, she was one breath away from hiding her face in the pillow. Or perhaps, she was overthinking things. God, she was so nervous right now

At a point, none of them could take the silence anymore.

“I -”

“Mimi -”

Both of them started at the same time.

“You should go first,” Marcel urged her.

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“No, you go first,” Arianna decided.

Marcel looked at her and said, “Mimi said there was something important that you needed to tell me. It was one of the reasons I had to come, she sounded pretty serious.”

Of course, leave it to her dramatic best friend to convince even the limb to walk.

“I guess Mimi might have exaggerated it, although it’s pretty important you hear it. After all, we decided on no more secrets,” Arianna sighed, realizing that it wasn’t the best uplifting story to share with him.

“What is it, Arianna?” Marcel asked, reaching out to caress her face and that gesture alone sent tingles down her spine. Arianna froze, Marcel didn’t need to do much and her panties were already wet. Was this a sign?

A-hem! Arianna cleared the inappropriate thoughts from her head. This was not the time to be horny, this moment belonged to Marcel and the truth he deserves to know. Hence, she readjusted on the seat and mentally commanded her throbbing clit to behave.

“It’s about your mother,” She dropped the bombshell and watched the way the color drained from his face. Of course, his mother had always been a sensitive subject for him, and thinking about it now, Arianna had to admit that she was pretty lucky Marcel didn’t murder her in the past when she insulted his mother.

“What about her?” Marcel managed to compose himself and listen to what she had for him. He already had a suspicion about where this was going and mentally braced himself.

Arianna didn’t quickly rush into the story, rather she took Marcel’s larger hand and placed it on hers, and enclosed it with the other hand before stroking the top of his palm and providing mental support.

She then began.

Throughout the whole narration, Marcel didn’t interrupt her and listened keenly. Arianna monitored his progress as well and though he had a passive expression, she could tell he was affected by her story based on his bodily reaction. While his face could lie, his body couldn’t. Marcel would tense at a point before relaxing as if sensing he had been discovered.

His most noticeable reaction had been when he grabbed her hand so tight he was close to crushing it when she told him that Daniel had his way with her mother and that resulted in him. His teeth were gritted hard while his eyes flashed with a white-hot anger that she was grateful Daniel wasn’t in the room else he would murder his father in cold blood.

There was another silence by the time Arianna was through the story and she stared at Marcel in worry. His jaw was tightly clenched and his body quaked with the raw emotions vibrating through him.

“I’m sorry, Marcel,” Arianna told him.

“No, you shouldn’t. You are not the one to apologize to me, not that his apology would be enough for what he did to my mother.” Marcel released his hand from her grasp and lifted it to her face.

“Thank you for telling me this, at least now my anger would be directed at the real culprit, not your mother.”

“M-my mother?” Arianna’s eyes widened in surprise. What was he talking about?

“Daniel told me the truth,” He shook his head mirthlessly, “Or his version of the truth. I always knew deep down that something was missing, Daniel would never say or do something that doesn’t profit him in the long run. I blamed your mother for what happened to my mother.

“They were best friends, how could they do that to her? I felt like I actually betrayed my mother by being with you and so when you betrayed me, I knew it was enough sign to end things with you. Even if I was in agony over losing you, at least, I did my mother proud. That had been my comfort. So thank you for telling me the truth. Now, I know I’m not in the wrong for liking you.”

Arianna was dumbfounded by the time Marcel was done. No, she was shocked. To think that without her betrayal, Daniel almost sowed discord between the both of them. That sly bastard! She was going to give him a piece of her mind when she lays her eyes on him – even though she hoped not to see him, like ever in her life. The man gave her the creeps.

Arianna felt for Marcel, her heart aching. If she could feel this bad, how about Marcel? He probably felt way much. Why couldn’t they let him be happy for once?

So when their eyes met and held, Arianna found herself leaning towards him. This was a vulnerable moment for Marcel and he needed all the support that he could get.

Arianna pressed her lips softly against his, remaining that way for a while as if letting him know that she was there for him. And then she moved her lips against his, kissing him slowly yet firmly, and just when she was about to deepen the kiss, Marcel suddenly pulled apart and her face fell in disappointment.