Unfortunately, Arianna doesn't want his presence. So the suggestion was clearly useless to him.Another said, [Assess the situation] There was no need to assess the situation in this case when he was the one responsible for her tears. Could this get any better?[Comfort her] How in the world was he going to do that? [Be a good listener!]She wasn't even talking! Even if they did, Marcel was sure it would lead straight to another argument - that he wasn't ready for.[ Don't tell her not to cry]That was exactly what he was dying to do. Marcel was really uncomfortable and the worst part, he couldn't leave her alone for his own good. What kind of situation was this? In the end, Marcel gave up on the ideas from the internet. They were not helping him - or perhaps, he was too proud to even consider it. Why should he be the one to comfort Arianna when she decided to cry in the first place. Marcel snorted and looked away, refusing to look at her figure on the floor. And it didn't help
This changes nothing between them, Marcel thought even as Arianna lay asleep in his arms as he carried her into her, no, his room.Where was he going to sleep tonight? Don't get him wrong, Marcel had a lot of empty rooms but he preferred this one to others because of the resources he put in while decorating it. His bed especially was so soft that one would think he or she was floating on clouds while lying on it. Don't stare at him that way, it's his money and he decides what to do with it?Even as Marcel came into the house, he made sure to look out for his men - he didn't want them to misunderstand him carrying Arianna. But then since when did he begin to care about what his subordinates would say?This was not the first time he had a lady in his arms in their presence - usually, his dates would hook their hand around his arm and not him - Marcel - carrying them off their feet into his room.His men would think he was taking her to bed. Surely, it wasn't a crime to take his enemy
What just happened?Marcel wondered even as he withdrew his hand with lightning speed, placing it on his chest as if he was electrocuted and now scared for his life.What the hell, Marcel thought as he stared hard at Arianna and would have bored a hole in her forehead with that kind of intensity, if it was possible.What did that witch do to him now? Marcel was still thinking when she stirred. But instead of waking up, Arianna scratched her neck, muttering some incomprehensible words as if she was having a dream.However, Marcel was not concerned with any of those because his eyes were fixed on her lips; watching the way it puckered up.Marcel gulped, her lips were tempting. Oh no.He looked away at once with lightning speed. What the hell, Marcel? What is wrong with you? Why are you so obsessed with someone else's lips? "Get a grip of yourself!" Marcel muttered, slapping his cheeks as If that would restart his brain and bring back his senses.Why was he staring at her lips? He w
Arianna was having one of her weird dreams again. She was so comfortable on her back that when she felt a certain heat, she opened her eyes and there was Marcel.The bulb cast a halo around him or perhaps it was her eyes playing tricks on her but he looked ethereal and out of this world."Is this a dream?" She thought but the question came out loud."Yeah, it's a dream," He answered her.No wonder, Arianna thought. It seemed surreal. Marcel wouldn't look this calm, soft and innocent in real life. Although Marcel was more of a pretty boy, he had a hint of rugged features and was scary - when he wants to be. Marcel was very handsome and had an effeminate beauty that made him more lethal than the average male out there. When he wasn't scowling or frowning - which he does all the time - he had this ingenous vibe that misled people - only for them to end up dead in the twinkle of an eye. Just like Mimi had not suspected him the first day they met, they would have taken him as an innoce
This was no longer a dream, Arianna sensed it when everything was becoming too realistic. However, she didn't have the time to ask because Marcel had already begun to wreck havoc on her body.A gasp tore from her lips when he slid his fingers through her core. Arianna moaned at that gesture, her hand now digging into Marcel's arm.Her moan was loud and throaty, which made him swell. He could feel how wet she was down there and she grew wetter with each stroke of her clit. She was all wet for him."Marcel," She practically begged him to quench the fire inside of her because he was running his fingers through her opening teasingly.Marcel's eyes were dark with desire in his gaze so smoldering that Arianna couldn't bear to look at him."Look at me," He commanded, rubbing his thumb through her as she arched her hips instinctively."Take that gaze away and I'll leave you hanging," He threatened her, intentionally teasing her again to prove his point.She looked dazed and there was a flush
Kenith couldn't wait for the day to break so he could get Arianna back. He hadn't even slept properly the night before as he was counting down how many hours were left before morning. Before everybody else could wake up, he was already done and ready to leave. He was ready to bring Arianna home.But then, it was too early, and even as a gangster, he knew one or two things about manners. He can't go and collect Arianna without the other party giving him the cue; the Luciano clan was highly respected.Kenith spent the morning restlessly. He couldn't wait to get this over with. He hasn't informed Big Joe that Arianna would be returning today else the man wouldn't have left for his trip already.He knew Big Joe was anxious for Arianna's return, just as he was. The man had given him time to find Arianna and not a particular date hence it wouldn't be counted as a crime unto him that he didn't inform him of her return before his travel.It was good anyway, he would deal with Arianna today
The intimacy between Marcel and Arianna filled Kenith with rage. When he had questioned Marcel about his relationship with Arianna, he claimed nothing was going on between them. But then, this doesn't look like nothing.Nor did Marcel have the right to touch her. Just because he was the prince of the Luciano clan doesn't mean he could have any woman he wanted. Kenith swore he would surely get Arianna back and then, there would be a change in his plans."I need you to do something for me," Kenith said to the young man and one should see the way his face lit up. He knew instantly he was in Kenith's good grace - his promotion was sure. "Of course, anything for you, sir!" He announced, almost saluting him in the process. "How many of our brothers have seen this video?" Kenith asked. The man scratched his head, "I can't really tell since I came to you as soon as I recognized Arianna, so I guess not much, or they are too blind to recognize our boss' future wife," He surmised. "Good the
Mimi found herself staring out at an empty stage. How the hell did she come here and what is the name of the lord was she doing here? She wondered.Before she could think further, a powerful spotlight that made her shade her eyes from the glare appeared and when the intensity decreased, she looked up to discover that Victor was suddenly standing there.He struck a pose like those male strippers at a club and was bare from head to toe except for the towel hung loosely around his waist. She had a feeling what he was about to do. Strip dance.Slow sensual music began to play from God knows where and he began to whine his waist to the rhythm. What the fuck? The scene was freaky in the sense that there was no one else but her in this place. There was just something forbidding about it, like that feeling you get in a horror movie.Mimi found out this was a theater and while Victor was performing on the stage, she looked down to discover she was in the judge's seat and even had a scorecar
"Good morning love," Arianna woke up to Marcel peppering butterfly kisses on her jaw and nuzzled her neck, deeply inhaling her scent as if she was a drug that he was addicted to. Well, that was not entirely wrong. He was fucking addicted to her. "Morning," Arianna croaked, sleepy-eyed, and turned her back to him. They had done a lot of bonking last night and she was sore and tired as hell. Not that the move deterred him because she could feel his hands caressing her naked body beneath the sheet, stirring up a fire that should be extinguished already. Unfortunately, her body was a greedy bitch and a sucker for pain. One would have thought that after giving birth to three children, their sex life would have dwindled, but the reverse was the case. This was the reason they had to get away from the children and the base. Sex with Marcel was always loud, dirty, and rompy and they didn't want the children walking into something inappropriate. Moreover, just because they had children, did
Ten years later….. ___________"Mummy? Daddy?" Penelope walked into her parent's room only to realize that it was as dead as a graveyard. Her parents were nowhere to be seen and she went into a panic. Penelope was four years old and the third child to be born to Marcel and Arianna. It was obvious that the girl was conceived with love and named after Marcel's mother whom she bore a bit of resemblance as well. The young girl had Marcel's blonde hair and her late grandmother's blue eyes marking her different from her siblings who had the signature gray eyes of the Luciano family. With Penelope taking up the role of their last child - although that position was likely to change in the future - she was spoiled and treated like a princess and it was not surprising that she burst into tears when she was unable to find her parents. "Mummy," She climbed into the bed and began to cry at the top of her lungs knowing that somebody was going to find her anytime soon. Penelope was used to the a
For someone mad at Marcel for taking Aricel out for a visit in the middle of the night, she ended up spending more time there instead. By the time they decided to go home, it was already three o'clock in the morning and even their resilient daughter couldn't fight nature anymore and had fallen asleep. It happened that Adele ended up revealing the news of her pregnancy publicly instead and that sparked off a celebration. There was a lot of drinking and eating in between light conversations that by the time they were done, Arianna was a hundred percent sure that she was drunk. Marcel was the daddy of the year because he refused the alcohol knowing that he would have to drive a drunk wife and sleepy daughter instead, even though Luka was available to take up the role of a designated driver. ραпdα---nᴏνa| сom And yes, it had taken Marcel quite some time to get used to the fact that his best soldier and friend - he would not admit it - did not betray him, rather he stepped out of line i
He should have known. Marcel felt his phone ring earlier, but then, he had been so engulfed in the fun he was having with the children that he ignored it. Moreover, he had not expected Arianna home until the early hours of the morning, nor had it ever crossed his mind that she would ever come here. Even late at night, the children had a great burst of energy and didn't tire easily and who knew that the game would turn out to be more fun than he thought? Victor decided that they should play paintball and it was even stunning that he had the equipment in his booth as if he had seen this coming. Enlightening the kid on how to play the game was a bit taxing at first, but after about four trial games, they were good to go. The kids were smart and Marcel couldn't have been more proud of his daughter over the way she expertly dodged the Marker, paint-filled pellet. However, they were holding back on purpose because he, Elijah, and Victor were all expert shooters and this was supposed to
"I feel sick," Adele moaned over the toilet seat. "Shhh, it's okay," Arianna muttered, rubbing her back, "You're going to be fine and we are going to take you home right now." "No, I'll be -" She was about to protest when another wave of nausea hit her and she was retching into the toilet once more. Good thing no other person was coming in to use the restroom since this wasn't exactly a pretty sight. Adele was kneeling over the toilet while Arianna was behind her keeping her hair from getting in the way. The toilet cubicle was opened since it wasn't spacious enough for the both of them. "Mimi, could you stop staring at that strip and get the car ready? '' Arianna chided her with a glower. This was not a joke. Mimi in question was leaning against the sink and staring at the pregnancy strip as if it was a national treasure. While Adele had not denied the allegation of sleeping with her "husband" she was positive that she wasn't pregnant. It was too early nor did she have plans of
"Daddy! Daddy! carry me!" "Daddy! Me too!" "Daddy! Liam pinched me!" "Daddy! Look, I'm a dinosaur! Roar!!!"Such was the condition Marcel and Victor found Elijah in when they arrived at his place. The cousin had not come together, but somehow they met in the driveway and thus, came in at the same time only to see this disaster. "And I thought I had problems." Victor hinted at his son trying to wriggle out of his arms. "I second that," Marcel said, glancing down at his daughter Aricel who was trying to reach for her cousin Caleb, both of their hands touching but not exactly reaching. "No, Leo! Don't touch the vase!" Elijah was already reaching for the boy but the deed had already been done because the vase fell to the ground and shattered. At this point, Elijah stood helplessly staring at the twin who lifted his hand to his mouth and giggled shyly,"Daddy, sorry." "God, no," Elijah lifted his hand and rubbed his temple where he could feel a throbbing headache. He thought that h
Adele was so embarrassed by her breakdown that she didn't dare to look any of them in the eyes and she was extra grateful when the food arrived. Now, she had a reason to not look up, burying her face in her food instead. As if they understood her, Arianna and Mimi did not bother her and let her be. Perhaps, this was the reason she preferred their company rather than being completely alone - aside from the fact that both of them were the only people relatively close to the word "friends" in her life. They respected each other's boundaries - most times, she thinks - and didn't push their buttons. Also, Adele felt better, lighter, like this huge load in her chest had been taken off. Who knew talking was therapeutic? "So…." Mimi started up another conversation, which wasn't surprising. She must hate the silence or something. "What's Marcel's plans towards Aricel?" The question was obviously directed at Arianna. "What do you mean by that?" Arianna looked down, absent-mindedly rolling
Arianna, Mimi, and Adele finally decided on a simple restaurant that was just around the corner and didn't have to trek too far. Although the late-night air cleared their head just a little bit and in no time they were basking in the warmth the restaurant provided. Picking up the menu, they made their orders before relaxing for a conversation that wasn't going to end anytime soon. "So…" Mimi started, which honestly wasn't surprising. She was a natural at initiating conversations even with the most awkward company, "How is married life going for you?" The question was directed at Arianna and she blinked in surprise, pointing a hand to her chest, "You mean, me?" "Yes, you. Who else was I going to start with?" Mimi shrugged, looking between the both of them - she and Adele. Arianna said, "You practically know everything about me. I thought you were going to start with her, she's the most reclusive person in this group." Adele in question lifted the glass of water to her lips and to
The slap sent the man reeling as he saw stars in his vision. Unlike Mimi who had been taken aback by his action that reacted instinctively, Arianna's slap was well planned hence the reason she put a lot of her strength into it; she intended to hurt him "Who are you calling a bitch, your mother?!" She scolded him, stepping in line beside Mimi with her head lifted high. How dare that piece of shit lay a hand on her girlfriend? "Y-you!" The man raged, now holding the cheek where Arianna slapped him, "The both of you are dead!" He threatened her. "You have quite the confidence." Arianna scoffed, folding her arms across her chest. And oh, she finally saw why the man was confident because he did not come alone and about three of his minions stepped out confidently from the crowd. Just one night Arianna decided to be away from the stress of motherhood, and violence calls instead. At this point, those dancing on the floor abruptly halted their having sensed something violent was about to