All Chapters of Claimed By The Mafia King : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

[ Arielle ]“This is unacceptable! Have you lost your mind?”Lorenzo’s roar echoed in the silent air of the gigantic dining room of the estate, his eyes oozing lava as he glared at his eldest son, ready to see blood. I was afraid imagining how things may lead to violence but when I glanced at my husband, he looked very calm.“Papa, I have made my decision. I am not going to step back now. My children also deserve a normal life like other kids of this family. I don’t want my daughter to live like a caged bird just because I’ll be too worried for her security and cage her like a wingless bird. I don’t want to live a living hell for the rest of her life because only other mafia can guarantee her safety. She’ll lose her freedom to choose her life partner. Not everyone is as fortunate as I or my siblings. So, I have decided to pass over the position of Capo Dei Capi to Marcello until one of our kids, either mine or Alessandro’s or Stefano’s wants to take over the family business.” Vincent

[ Ella ]“These cookies smell delicious, you’re slowly learning the secret art of baking the best cakes and cookies of Sicily. One day, you have to become a part of our family business.” My uncle, Rio said to me when he tasted the cookies I baked in the café. A grin broke on my face. I love making desserts and working in my uncle’s bakery is one of my dreams so I went to Rome to master in culinary school.“Thank you, Uncle. I’ll try harder next time.” I said and placed the plate in the glass shelf. The café wasn’t much crowded as it was the mid of the week and we were about to close.“Rio, Capo and his men are here.” One of the waiters came into the kitchen to inform my uncle about some customer, I have heard this place is also where people associated with illegal business live.“Ella, my dear, can you help your aunt in the kitchen? I am going to greet one of my regular customers.” Uncle said and went out in hurry.I took one last glance at the clock and went inside the kitchen to jo

[ Ella ]I stared at the man standing in front of me. His face had a smug smile whereas I just wanted to disappear into thin air or leave the country.“I think you heard me correctly, Ms. Ella. I want to take you out for a dinner in the evening.” He repeated in direct and clear words.“No, I can’t.” I flatly rejected his proposal. He was just a stranger. I can’t trust him let alone going out with him. What if he drugs me and then rapes me, or worse kill me and dump my body into the ocean.“Are you rejecting my request, mon cheri?” He raised his brow and I could see that he felt humiliated in front of his subordinates.“Yes, Mr. Marcello. I can’t go out with you. You’re our respected customer and it’s very inappropriate for me to keep any relationship with one of our customers.” I lied keeping my head low. There was no such rule but I can’t say the truth on his face.“If you don’t want to come with me then you can directly tell me, Ms. Ella. You don’t need to make lame excuses because

[ Marcello ]“Don’t, mon cheri. You’re already drunk.” I snatched sixth glass of drink from Ella’s hands, she was totally wasted. She could hardly sit straight.“No, I want to enjoy tonight. Don’t stop me.” she pointed her finger at me, her eyes trying to glare at me but she looked cute. I wanted to pull her cheeks but we were on a public place.“Ella, no, you are already wasted. Your uncle will be mad at you.” I reminded her but she was hardly listening to me.“I don’t want to hear his name. You know he was pestering me to date that douchebag Marcello.” She blabbered and my ears caught it. I realized that she wasn’t in a state to recognize me.“Why do you think that Marcello is a bad guy? Did he do something to offend you?” I asked her. I wanted to know what does she really think about me.She leaned closer, almost brushing her bare shoulder on my chest, her sweet lavender and vanilla scent intoxicated me, I just wanted to pull her into my embrace and make passionate love to her but

[ Marcello ]I was more than excited to see my little angel. Throughout the night, I couldn’t sleep, her cute talks and cute facial expressions kept dancing in front of my eyes. Her sweet fragrance had enchanted me. I was only waiting for the morning so I could go to the café and ask her out like a gentleman.“I see someone is craving for Rio’s cookies early in the morning.” Vincenzo walked into the kitchen with a yawn, I glanced at him, he was in his night pyjamas and messy hairs.“I didn’t give you a day off from work, Vincenzo? You’re looking like a shit.” I raised my left brow at him who was fetching himself a cup of coffee.“I have a killer headache, Capo. I am sorry but I am not in a state to work today. Miss Ella’s friends are crazy, they drank like thirsty camels. If we had to pay the bills, I am sure my bank account will be left with only zeroes. But the real struggle was to drop Lucy, Miss Ella’s friend.” he groaned and by judging his face, I assumed he had trouble in dealin