Taken By The Mafia Lord

365 Her Hope Of Privacy

Arianna stared up at the ceiling, lost in her thoughts when the door to her room snapped open. She turned only to see that it was Mimi and no one else and disappointment flooded her. Arianna was close to turning to the other side when she saw Mimi bent down to retrieve something.

“What is this?” Mimi said, picking up a piece of paper from the ground, “Huh, I think this is addressed to you,”

At the mention of those words, Arianna’s interest piqued immediately and she lifted her head from the bed, “Me?” she croaked.

“Yes...” Mimi said, looking at the contents of the writing before glancing back at her friend, saying, “I think it’s from Marcel.”

The instant Arianna heard the name, “Marcel”, she sprang up from her bed and snatched the note from Mimi,

“I need to talk to you, please. You know where to find my quiet place.” She read out.

What kind of stupid note was this? Of course, she knows his quiet place. But then, a note? He could have just come up to her and...

“Well? Why aren’t you leaving? He wants the both of you to meet,” Mimi looked at her expectantly.

She shook her head stubbornly,

.....

“What’s the point of it? It doesn’t change anything between -”

“Arianna!” Mimi screamed so hard she nearly gave the girl a heart attack. Arianna gave her a questioning look, what now?

Mimi said through gritted teeth with her nails pointed dangerously at her face, “I swear to God, if you don’t leave this room right now, I will tear you from limb to limb until there’s nothing left of you!”

“Jesus! Fine! Tune down the violence, I’m out!”

And that was the cue Arianna needed to get out of the room. Trust her, friend or not, you don’t want to encounter the crazy side of Mimi. She was too scary.

It wasn’t hard to find Marcel’s quiet place and as expected he was already waiting for her in the gazebo, Arianna saw his shadow from afar and stopped.

Arianna closed her eyes and took a deep breath, she could do this. She would go over there and have a nice conversation with Marcel. Since the mission was tomorrow, he probably wanted to set things straight between them to avoid unnecessary awkwardness.

Yes, that was right. They would be working as a team tomorrow and hence needed to be in harmony. She can’t let her emotions get the best of her and ruin what they prepared for a long time.

All of them had made a lot of sacrifices, even though she had no clue if she would reap her own benefit from this deal – Marcel exploded when she mentioned her need for a cellphone.

But then, this was important for Marcel – he needed his sister as much as she needed her freedom. Who knows, Marcel might have a change after all of this.

So Arianna bravely made her way over to the gazebo. Marcel had his back turned to her with a glass of his favorite whisky neat in hand, turning when he sensed her movement.

There was a tensed silence between the both of them the moment their gaze connected. Arianna stared at Marcel and couldn’t help but wonder if he had been in the same agony that tortured her because he didn’t seem to be in his finest mood either.

“You’re here,” He acknowledged her presence with the glass in hand and then sat down, expecting her to do the same.

Arianna hardly settled down when Marcel told her, “You wanted us to meet and talk, what do you want us to talk about?”

“Excuse me?” she felt like she heard wrong.

Marcel looked at her confusion spreading on his face, “What?”

“I’m sorry, but you were the one who wanted to speak to me, you even wrote a note to me...” She stopped and thought over the whole thing and it finally made sense to Arianna.

Of course, why would Marcel write to her when he could easily send one of his men to call her over. Sigh, Mimi fooled her.

Marcel snorted when he too realized that he had been fooled by his cousin. He had sensed something was off when Victor told him Arianna desperately wanted to see him before the mission tomorrow.

But he feared that Arianna was about to change her mind about helping him tomorrow, and had to answer. It was not like Arianna’s nature, she would help as far as it involved saving a soul even at her own expense, right?

Arianna took a deep breath and then placing both hands on her knees, she rose with a deep grunt, “In that case, I’ll leave you to enjoy your company then.”

She was about to leave when Marcel said hurriedly, “Please don’t leave.”

Arianna turned to him surprised, a hint of hope growing inside of her.

But Marcel realizing how ambiguous those words sounded, quickly explained, “They might have fooled us into meeting, but we indeed needed to talk,” He added immediately, “I need to talk to you. So please, sit down.”

“Sure,” Arianna sat back down, without looking directly at him. She couldn’t look him in the face without remembering what transpired between them earlier in the day. Moreover, she wanted to keep those little “flutterings” in check.

“I want to apologize for my attitude earlier, I might have lost it for a while there and made a huge mistake by laying a hand on you which would never happen as long as your stay here lasts. Also, you would get the cellphone you asked for when you return tomorrow, ”

Arianna turned to him in surprise and said quickly, “You don’t need to bother yourself with the phone anymore, I’ve changed my mind.”

If the mere thought of a phone could bring that much trouble, what would happen then when he has the slightest suspicion she’s in communication with Elijah. Not that it was going to happen, considering she knows nothing about her boyfriend Elijah – including his phone number. But misunderstandings could arise in the future and she wanted to avoid the trouble now.

“No, your life is worth more than the phone and you would risking that in tomorrow’s mission. Hence you deserve the phone you’ve ever wanted, it’s the least I can do. And like you said, it’s not like it wouldn’t be monitored.”

“Oh sure,” Arianna nodded with an excitement that didn’t touch her eyes. Her hope of a little privacy evaporating in the atmosphere. Well, at least he’s honest, than monitoring her on the secret.