Music recommendation: Freya _Ridings - lost without you-----It all now made sense to Arianna what Marcel meant when he said he was setting a trap for Elijah. She had thought he would try to take him out during the exchange deal, but her premonition was wrong - because there was no trade happening at all.Marcel was handing her over to her enemies and the moment Elijah tried to rescue her, he would apprehend him. So while she had been cozy with Marcel, the young asshole had been busy planning her value and Elijah's capture. He manipulated and fooled her! Arianna felt dirty. No wonder Marcel couldn't come down and look her in the eyes while handing her over to Big Joe. He knew what he did.But at the same time, Arianna wished to see him so she could plead for her life. She can't return to Big Joe. The man would not only kill her, but he would also crush her spirit. She can't go back there.So even while the guards tried to stop her, Arianna shouted and pleaded for Marcel with urg
Marcel thought there was a future between them. No, he made the mistake of thinking that there would be one. He went to bed with various plans on how to keep Arianna by his side.He knew it was selfish but then, he had never been a good person from the very beginning. Taking care of the Red Giant was not an issue since they were just a minor gang, but the problem was Elijah. Even as a one-man team, he's caused enough trouble for him.Getting his guns was a priority before it escalated. He might have the chief of police on a leash but the mayor of the city would do everything to rid the streets of guns and drugs to gain good public opinion for his next tenure.But Marcel pushed those thoughts to the back of his head as he fell asleep. He will think of a solution tomorrow. So he slept on the couch that was in his office even though his comfortable bed was not far away.There was an option of sharing a bed with Arianna but Marcel knew himself well, there's no way that is not going down.
"What?!" It almost seemed as if a stone hit Victor hard in the head when he heard that. He looked at Marcel to see if he was joking but the unsmiling face told him all he needed to know."He's sending a message to me," Marcel told him.Victor rubbed his temple, "What does he want...?" he remembered, "Arianna. It's her, isn't it?"Marcel merely nodded."In that case, we should take Arianna and torture her, that would send our message to him as well,""That is not going to happen," Marcel growled, going against the idea immediately. He couldn't even stomach the idea of Arianna being tortured, not to talk of watching it on camera."You're against it?Why?" Victor huffed, "Because she's special after you've fucked her?!"Marcel's eyes reflected guilt for a moment, then hardened as he warned Victor, "Stop it,""What? Stop it? What's wrong with torturing the little bitch, huh? It has always been our modus operandi? Or have you fallen for her? Tell me, Marcel!" Victor asked, staring him stra
Arianna knew even before she awoke that there was trouble in the air. So when she sat up to see Kenith leaning against the wall with his arms folded across his chest and staring straight at her, she gulped fearfully.How long has she been out and has he been watching her all along? It was creepy."It's high time already," Kenith hinted at her waking up. He pushed his body off the wall and stood straight, hands in his pocket asking, "Did you have a nice sleep?"Arianna didn't say anything yet the glare she gave him was enough to put a bullet through his head if that was possible."Oh, you don't get to look at me that way like I'm the bad guy here!" He pointed at her, "I gave you everything! I made you comfortable here! Made you feel at home and yet what did you repay me with? You took off!""This is not my home!" Arianna retorted, raising her voice at him, "This is not my home and would never be my home! So you take me back where I'm supposed to be!"At once Kenith stomped over to her
Sensitive Scene Ahead....Arianna biting on Kenith's tongue made me jerk away from her as if he was electrocuted. His expression was livid; he never expected she would go to the extent of trying to bite his tongue. The pain was much and his tongue felt numb."You bitch!" He roared, slapping her across the face. The pain from the slap was so great that Arianna saw stars. "Fine, since you want it this way then," Kenith totally lost it. Arianna hardly recovered from the slap only to feel Kenith's hands on her body trying to take her blouse off. Her eyes widened, "What are you doing?!" She screamed, trying to kick him away but he grabbed her legs and straddled her. "I gave you an option yet you threw it away. Now you don't get one anymore!" He growled, trying to strip her. But Arianna fought him back fiercely; she would rather die than let him have her. "Big Joe would never forgive you for this!" She threatened Kenith, hoping that would stop him. But Kenith laughed at her instead,
Everything was happening too fast for Kenith to understand. He had been sure that Big Joe was on his way to his travel - he even saw him out. So what happened?As if that wasn't enough, Arianna broke free from his clasp, screaming like a chicken being executed on a Christmas morning before kicking him right on the stomach. And all of this took him by surprise.As soon as Arianna kicked Kenith away from her, she jumped from the bed and ran to Big Joe, throwing herself on him but making sure at the same time, she didn't push him to the ground having the advantage of height there.But surprisingly, Big Joe was stronger than he looked and the man caught her by the waist before she could fall to the ground. So Arianna knelt by his side instead. "Save me!" She cried out, rubbing her palms together, "I'm so scared! Please save me, husband,"Husband?! Even Kenith's head jerked in her direction at the mention of that title. Although Arianna was indeed frightened by what happened, she had ad
"Have you sent flowers and message Clara that she would accompany me to the funeral service today," Marcel said while working on his silver cuffs.He was dressed impeccably in his black suit for the event. Although he didn't dress to impress, Marcel had a good structure plus his drop-dead gorgeous face. His features were lasting in one's memory even at a first meeting.Even when Marcel didn't put any effort, he looked dashing compared to when he cleaned up nicely. However, for such a handsome face, his expression was stoic, giving him a strict and imposing aura. With this impression, he would not be taken for granted wherever he went. "Yes, I did, sir. " The man answered him. This was an errand Macy would have taken care of if she had been around but until she recovered from her "broken nose" her position would be occupied by Samuel.Samuel was no other than the soldier that had dragged Arianna out of the room and handed her over to Kenith per Marcel's instructions.There was a mom
Mimi knew that was Arianna from the first scream. Even if she was dead, there was no way she wouldn't be able to recognize her best friend's voice. Hence she planned to come to her rescue only to be held back by that asshole. "What are you doing?" She glared at Victor who grabbed her by the arm. "I should be the one asking the question. Where are you going?" He asked innocently yet staring into his eyes gave Mimi suspicions she couldn't chase off. "That's Arianna down there, isn't it?" She asked seriously. There was a flash of guilt on his face for 0.1 seconds. "You don't know what you're talking about, that's not Arianna," He laughed, awkwardly. All blood drained from Mimi's face, she hasn't told Victor about Arianna. Until now. How then did he know about her? The fears in her heart grew. Mimi tactically stared down at his grasp on her arm, testing his strength. She studied Victor's body language, he was on hyper-alert and would catch her if she escaped. So Mimi relaxed, "Yo
"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