Taken By The Mafia Lord

409 Marcel Was Bad Influence

“You know that you can’t be angry with me forever,” Marcel was at her side not long after she left his room. Well, that was after she took her bath and returned to see he had gotten a change of clothes.

Arianna halted in her steps and turned to him with a sigh, “Who said I’m angry?”

“Huh?” Marcel was confused by her response. She wasn’t smiling and he assumed she was mad over the joke he pulled on her earlier.

Before Marcel had the chance to say anything else, she pulled him close and kissed him fully on the lips. It was a short kiss and Arianna parted to say smugly, “I brushed,” Hence he couldn’t tease her anymore.

“Who cares?” Marcel said, then pushed her back against the wall and began to kiss her.

“M-Marcel...” Arianna tried to remind him that they were in the hallway where anyone could walk in on them, but he wasn’t listening, if anything he deepened the kiss as if saying, “Just shut up and kiss me”.

So she complied with his demand. He was so bossy yet hot. Arianna kissed him hard, taking his lower lips between her sharp teeth and pulled.

Marcel groaned, grabbing her hips and she wrapped her legs around him. Arianna finally realized why Marcel got her this little black dress to wear, it was all so he could get easy access to her bottom. That trickster! He planned this all along and she couldn’t stop anymore.

His hands slid over her smooth ass, and rubbed them before squeezing them and a moan left her throat which he swallowed in the kiss. With her blood boiling, the kiss intensified and Arianna rubbed her panties now soaked with her wetness against the tent already forming in his trouser.

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Marcel pulled her head back and kissed the curve of her throat while grinding against her hips, his moans loud and guttural. His cock was throbbing hard and she must be feeling the same desire coursing through his veins with the way she was rolling her hips against his. The air was saturated with their sexual energy and they would have gone further ahead if only they weren’t interrupted.

The sound of an item crashing startled the both of them and they broke away. Arianna got down Marcel’s body she had been climbing a while ago like an adult monkey, a blush coating her cheeks when she realized they had company. She was private with her affairs and didn’t know what got over her, enough to heavy pett in the hallway where anyone could come across them? She wasn’t usually this daring. Marcel was definitely a bad influence on her.

But then, as if that wasn’t enough, it happened that the person who stumbled upon them was Winters and she broke her cup of coffee from the shock. However, unlike Arianna, Marcel felt no shame, if anything he dared Winters to rebuke him in his own house.

“God, you both are so disgusting. Get a room.” She rolled her eyes, bending down to take a look at the mess she made.

However, Arianna realized that Winters wasn’t the only company they had and some of Marcel’s men stood at the corner as if they had been waiting for them to be done and they could cross over to the other side “safely” – they didn’t dare to interrupt them. Well, except Winters. The young girl wasn’t scared of anything.

At once, the men took that opportunity to walk, no, run past them while making the sign of the cross. They were saved.

“I’m suddenly regretting bringing the both of you together,” Winters was not prepared for their public display of affection. No, theirs was worse.

“What were you doing here in the first place?” Marcel was not ready to give out any apology. He was in love, was that a crime?

“I don’t eat cold breakfast,” Winters retorted and left them, she needed to clear the mess she made.

“Come on,” Marcel took her hand in his and intertwined them together causing flutters in her stomach, “Winters found out something, but that would be after breakfast and I’m sure you must be hungry.” He said.

However Arianna’s gaze was fixed on their intertwined hands, it was a nice sight and it felt so good. Marcel’s hands were larger than hers with callouses, and completely swallowed her hands. No, it was a perfect fit.

“Don’t be a slow poke,” He pulled her along and they headed to the dining room where they met Victor and Mimi already seated together.

“Arianna!” Mimi pushed away from Victor and went to hug her leaving Marcel no choice but to let go of her.

“Mimi!” Arianna squealed, pulling her best friend into her arms. Both of them did not get the chance to celebrate their victory yesterday because they had been busy with their boyfriends.

Suddenly, Mimi whispered into her ears, “Please, tell me you both did it?” She asked hopefully.

Arianna didn’t answer but when she went red in the face and scratched the back of her head, she knew the answer immediately.

“Oh my God!” Mimi screamed so loudly she even startled Arianna by her side. Then announced to the whole world, “You finally lost your virginity!”

At that moment, Arianna wished that the ground would open up and swallow her.

“Mimi!” She went after the girl who was obviously excited out of her mind but Mimi ran over to Marcel.

She said to him, “Tell me, my dear brother-in-law, not that I’m trying to pry into your affairs or something, it’s just for her sake when I educate her further, but tell me, how many rounds did you both go yesterday?”

“Mimi!” Arianna and Victor shouted at the same time.

“Fine,” She stopped while Marcel only grinned.

“Although, it’s not -”

“Mimi!” Arianna was close to crying.

“Fine!” She gave up, “It’s just that I’m very happy for you!” Mimi was still saying when Victor reached over and carried her back to his side, sitting her down.

“Let’s eat,” He added, “please” Knowing she never starts when she begins her rambles.

With everyone settled, Arianna was just about to pick the next seat to Marcel when he asked her, “What are you doing?”

“Huh?”

Marcel then tapped his thighs and her eyes widened. He seriously can’t be expecting her to sit in his lap. Nope, not happening.