Music Recommendation- You Don't Own Me by grace - no rap extended version. Marcel would have stopped her.If he had any faintest idea she could wreck this kind of havoc with just her body, he would have figured out Victor's plan in the first place and stopped them.She was like a wildfire that couldn't be tamed and would spread till everything in its path was destroyed.Marcel couldn't take his eyes off Arianna. He was like a man bewitched by a witch even when the female company by his side did everything possible to get his focus back on her.He gave her just one glance and she scurried away like a fox with its tail on fire. Sometimes he didn't need words to portray his intention and the lady had seen enough of the threat in his eyes. Fortunately, she understood her body's instinct for flight and escaped while she still had the time.As soon as she was gone, Marcel's grave look went back to Arianna who was now dancing on the stage without a care - for him. His blood pulsed with ange
Arianna had never felt in control than now. She felt free and powerful like she was on top of the world especially with the way all of the men in here wanted a piece of her.She was the queen now and just as Arianna wanted, she successfully brought everyone to their knees even though her body hurt like hell from that drop she made. But the adrenaline kept her going and the testosterone that saturated the room was so thick she might as well choke on it.But she didn't care, that was what she wanted anyway. And the DJ understood the ambiance as well because he replayed the music even when it was due to end. The crowd was high because of her and no one wanted the fun to end anytime soon.Arianna knew Marcel was watching and didn't give a care. This song was dedicated to him anyway, so he should watch and listen well.Although Arianna knew this wouldn't change his mind or the plans he has for her, she wanted him to know that she doesn't belong to him. She was her own person and may God h
His heart pounded in his chest so hard it seemed it would jump out pretty soon. When Marcel saw Arianna leap in the air, he didn't even think twice, his body just reacted on its own and he caught her safely in his arms.The crazy idea had come to Arianna while she climbed, what would it feel like to be weightless for one moment? Would he catch her or would he let her fall? "You caught me," Arianna whispered when she saw herself in Marcel's arms with him staring down at her with a complicated gaze.It proved her theory, she has a hold on Marcel.Marcel felt an uncountable number of emotions go through him; he wanted to yell at Arianna for making such a reckless move; at the same time he was so concerned about her, he thought of checking her body for injuries; he was relived she was okay. There were just so many emotions!"I knew it, you're not as heartless as I thought," She chuckled, rubbing her victory right at his face.And that did it.Marcel let go of her and Arianna landed righ
Marcel was beginning to buck under the stress and it was all emotional. There was just so much going on in his head right now; he had yet to find his guns; there was his sister to rescue from his father; the gang to keep in check; and of course, yours lovely Arianna driving him crazy.So even when he went outside to get air into his head, it didn't help at all. There were so many distractions such as some of his members greeting him and the others that did not acknowledge his presence were busy making out and doing the deed in spots that weren't as isolated as they thought.Marcel had not felt as emotionally detached as tonight and he needed to be alone. So he went back to his room knowing that Arianna would be busy with the dancers downstairs. For now, he just needed to collect his thoughts.Marcel had his head in his hands and was lost in his thoughts when a scream reached his ears. He recognized that voice as Arianna's and sighed, why was she back so soon? Wasn't she supposed to b
She was not running away with him, Marcel discovered - to his disappointment. He couldn't understand himself these days, no, to be precise, ever since Arianna came into his life.It was stupid to think that Arianna would run off with him in the first place. There was no way on earth he would leave the Luciano clan for a few hours or days of pleasure with her, however, the thought still flattered him. Sadly, Arianna would never escape with him.Arianna just wanted him to take a breather. They were not fleeing to some utopia or whatever. Even if she were, she would never consider him, it was Elijah for her. Marcel was even surprised she was being this gracious to him after what he did to her - and would do.Her idea of running was hilarious yet it helped. The cool night breeze stinging his face as he ran made his head clearer and he had to concentrate on his breathing so it didn't give him the time to think about other things like his problems. It was a good distraction.At first, Marc
Arianna ran the fastest she had ever done in her life, pushing away shrubs in her path and standing up each time she tripped over roots.She needed to get away from Marcel, but was it worth it? The question suddenly hit her and she stopped.Looking down, she was dressed in the costume that made her look no different than a hooker. Even if she escaped from here, she didn't know the neighborhood at all, and anyone who attempted to help her could in the end be working for Marcel and drag her back to this hell hole.Aside from that, how would she survive the cold with this flimsy material on her body? In her haste to escape, she might die on the streets, her dreams forever gone and short-lived.Finally, let's say she successfully escaped, what life does she have left? She can't go back to her uncle's family. They would chase her out and willingly hand her over to Big Joe before he even comes to capture her.Mimi would hide her - without a doubt - but that would put her in danger and she
She was a good pretender, a perfect liar, and an actress. Marcel bet she didn't even have to think twice about her excuse, it just flowed out of her mouth freely.So he grabbed her hair, intending to show her that no one makes a fool out of him. He should show her pain. He was Marcel for Christ's sake - yet what would mama think of him?That thought hit Marcel like a brick to the head, what would his mother think if she saw the way he treated Arianna? She would be disappointed that was for sure.But then, she was dead and he gave no fuck. If his mother had been so concerned about what he would turn out to be, she shouldn't have left him. No, she shouldn't have brought him into this world in the first place.Then he looked into Arianna's green eyes, those warm, cautious orbs that were curious of his plans for her. His gaze then moved to her lips, that wicked thing that poured the lies she told him.If Arianna was going to lie to him, she should have wiped the dirt on her knees where s
"Come on, let's toast to the growth of our clan!" One of them shouted, raising his cup, and was ready to declare the toast."Of course," Another person agreed and was up on his feet immediately as if supporting his brother's decision.Soon, a series of "Yes, we should," Filled the restaurant as a group of able-bodied men rose to their feet in agreement."To the progress of our clan!" The first man declared with vigor and the rest of them echoed his statement with their glasses raised before gulping down the whole thing.These people were no other than lower-class members of the Luciano gang who were not invited to the party going on at Marcel's place but decided to have a good time somewhere else.They had rented out the whole restaurant so one came to interrupt their fun. Almost immediately, as if on cue, the door to the restaurant was opened and women in skimpy and tight dresses sashayed in."They're finally here!" A man announced with almost tears in his eyes. He had been waiting