Taken By The Mafia Lord

Chapter 773 - 773 He Was Whipped, She Has Lost Her Mind

773 He Was Whipped, She Has Lost Her Mind

Arriving at their destination, Marcel was not refused entrance and he drove into Draven’s residence, deeply pleased at the level of trust that he’s gained with Eric.

He parked in the open space and stepped out of the car to open the door for Arianna, helping her step out.

“Thank you,” Arianna told him nonetheless, knowing he was just being a gentleman.

Marcel didn’t say anything, rather he pulled her to his side, his hand resting on her waist. His touch was subtle, almost nonexistent but enough for her to feel the protective warmth he naturally exuded.

Together, the both of them walked up to the porch only to find out that Natalie was outside, waiting for them. And for once, Marcel was grateful that he had listened to his head that warned him to do the right thing by sending Arianna home, unlike his dick that had other plans contrary to this.

“And here I thought I would have to come to take my daughter home myself,” Natalie said to no one in particular, but Marcel was not stupid enough not to figure that those slightly sarcastic words were aimed at him.

“Mother,” Arianna went ahead to hug Natalie who didn’t refuse her, rather she reciprocated the gesture. She sighed, wondering why her mother was making a huge deal out of this. All that mattered now was that she was home anyway.

Marcel stood straight, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Natalie. It’s all my fault and I have no excuse.”

Natalie scanned Marcel who lowered his head in apology and though she appeared to be mean to him, the truth was that she was touched by his level of humility notwithstanding his position in the Luciano family.

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But then, men would go to great lengths to get the woman they love – especially one that they might be obsessed with. She still had to watch out for him.

“Well, my daughter is back to me in one piece, so I can guess I should go easy on you,” She cut him some slack, and Arianna was delighted by her decision. It seems that her mother must have finally let go of all the prejudice she previously had against Marcel.

“You are indeed magnanimous,” Marcel showered her with praise.

The young man was a sweet talker and Natalie was pleased with his attitude. She gestured to the house, invitingly,

“Perhaps, you might want to join us for breakfast.”

“We already had breakfast,” Arianna broke the news to her before Marcel could.

“Oh. Is that the case?” Natalie sounded a bit disappointed but her expression brightened in the next minute as she said, “Then I hope to see you around from now on.”

Of course, Marcel already planned on doing just that before Natalie brought it up. There was no way that he was going to leave Arianna alone when he missed her like crazy, especially now his relationship with the Draven family had become better. He would take advantage of every little time he could spend with her until he thinks of a permanent solution to their living problems – probably get married to her.

Marcel left that thought at the back of his mind as he answered Natalie,

“Of course, I would try to visit as often as I can, not to mention that the both of us still have a lot to talk about.” He hinted at his mother.

“Sure. Come meet me whenever you want to.” Natalie was about to go in with her daughter hand in hand when she suddenly stopped. Releasing a deep breath, she turned to face Arianna who arched a curious brow in response. What was going on?

“Say your goodbyes and come in,” Natalie told her and a huge grin broke out on her face. Arianna launched herself on her mother and hugged her out of gratitude. The woman was becoming cooler and better than she thought.

“Thank you.” Arianna pecked her on the cheeks before breaking apart and running over to Marcel, hugging him too.

Natalie took one look at them and sighed, she hoped to God that she was making the right decision here. Then she went in knowing that Arianna would follow after her by the time she was done.

“Don’t miss me too much,” Arianna told Marcel in between a giggle. Her arms were wrapped around his neck while his hand pulled her to him by the waist.

“You know that I would,” Marcel said, lowering his head to kiss her but she averted her face, teasing him and he groaned in disapproval. He needed to kiss her as badly as he needed oxygen to breathe. Although, he wouldn’t need oxygen in this case.

So he chased after her lips and Arianna sucked in a sharp breath when his mouth found hers. His warm lips brushed across the corner, gentle at first until he was kissing her breathlessly and Arianna moaned as his tongue stroked her lips.

The breath was knocked from her lungs when he pushed her back against the wall beside them and he pressed her into it, branding her with kisses. Arianna moaned into his mouth, the delicious sounds she made egging him on and her body delighting in the pleasures that he provided.

Marcel kissed her over and over again till she couldn’t recognize her right from her left and they finally broke apart. Arianna opened her eyes and looked at Marcel, his eyes were hard and full of lust. She knew deep down that if this wasn’t Eric’s place, he would be fucking her against that wall right now.

He reached out and caressed her swollen lips, a shiver running through her and shooting down to her core. Arianna clenched her thighs together to relieve the aching, God damn him for making her horny when he knew he wasn’t going to satisfy her.

Marcel’s hand traveled through her hair and massaged her scalp, Arianna shut her eyes and relived the feelings. But the feeling didn’t last for long because he released his hand and her eyes shot open.

“Stay safe, Arianna,” He suddenly said

“I will.” She promised him.

Arianna told him too, “Stay safe as well.”

He grinned, “I will.”

And with that, Marcel took his leave even though her body drew him to her like a magnet. At this rate, he might even recognize her in a crowd of people while being blindfolded

Yep, he was whipped.

May God help his soul.

Arianna continued to wave at him until he was out of sight, only then was she able to lean against the wall and rest her weak knees. She touched her swollen lips and squealed inwardly at the memory.

She has officially lost her mind.