Taken By The Mafia Lord

543 Rabbit Stew

What in the name of the lord is going on here?

Arianna was stunned as she stared at the rabbit creating havoc in the house. Just what the hell happened while she was away? And she was gone for just a day! Just one day! Why can’t men ever keep the house organized for once? Ugh! Men!

She turned her accusing gaze on Marcel who turned away immediately. Of course, he knew what was going on and she would find out by all means.

Arianna took a deep breath in and out, the feminine nature in her wanting peace and orderliness in the house. Hence, she bent down and proceeded to help the men to catch the rabbit when Marcel stopped her.

“What are you doing?” He gripped her arm to stop her from picking up one of the creatures that crawled up to her feet.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Arianna went ahead to pick the bunny up, “You didn’t tell me you were breeding rabbits,” She began to run her hand through its fur, and that gesture greatly annoyed Marcel. Why was she touching it that way? Must she touch everything?

And no, he wasn’t breeding rabbits! Why would he rear such annoying creatures? And where was Victor? Marcel had a niggling feeling his cousin was behind the rabbit’s rampage. He should have known than to trust Victor with this simple job. Had Samson been here, this nuisance would be cleared away in the twinkle of an eye.

He was lost in his thoughts when the next thing he saw was the rabbit almost being shoved to his face,

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Arianna was fishing for compliments.

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But instead of a compliment, Marcel glared at the creature, wishing he was the one in her arms right now and not that weird-looking fluffy yet annoyingly beautiful thing. No, he wasn’t going to share Arianna’s compliments with this thing. First Redhair, then Samson, and now this? Why were even animals trying to separate them?

“Isnotfineatallsocanyoupleaseputthethingdown,” Marcel mumbled immediately.

“What?”

Without saying a word, he took the damn rabbit from her and went ahead to place it in the cage his men made available to capture them.

“I liked that one,” Arianna complained, but Marcel wasn’t listening. No, each time Arianna tried to grab one, he would capture it and place it in the cage.

“Marcel!” She couldn’t tell what was his problem.

“Stay safe, they’re not good for you,” Marcel made up an excuse to keep her from them. However, Arianna still managed to grab onto one and he faced her,

“Hand it, Arianna. No rabbits allowed here.”

“Yet they’re here. How did they get in, Marcel?” She started her interrogation.

“They were used for an experiment and since they’ve fulfilled their purpose, it’s time for them to go.”

“Well, can one of them stay?” Arianna tucked the rabbit to her side as if protecting the cute little thing from the big, bad wolf, Marcel.

“No,” Marcel refused right away. Samson and Redhead were already taking much of her attention, add another cute rabbit to the mix and he would be battling for her attention with them. All of her love was supposed to be reserved for him, not those things.

Moreover, this was not a place for a rabbit and each of the animals had its purpose. Samson could tear apart anybody that comes near Arianna while Redhead could warn her of danger, but the rabbit? Nope, nothing at all. Completely useless except for snatching her love and affection and time – and hugs.

“Please?”

“Nope, not happening.” Marcel refused, turning away so he wouldn’t look into her eyes and be charmed by her. However, Arianna was a stubborn one and got in his front so he wouldn’t be able to look away.

“Please, Marcel.”

“No,” He groaned, “No rabbits in the base. It’s too fragile for this kind of place.”

“I’ll take care of it well if you let me,” She came up with a countermeasure that didn’t sit well with Marcel.

“Yeah, it would take up your time, not happening.” Marcel tried to turn away, but Arianna wrap her hand around his neck and step closer to him so their chest was touching.

“Ummm, Marcel? Please? Please?” She pouted her lips, giving him a cute look that he was unable to resist.

Marcel shook his head, “I don’t know Arianna, it’s not -”

She shut him up by smooching him on the mouth.

“You’re trying to seduce me. ” Marcel could see what she was trying to do, and did he stop her? Not at all.

“Is it working?” Arianna asked, kissing him once more on the lips and when Marcel tried to deepen it, she pulled back, kissing him on the neck instead.

“Maybe? I might need more motivation,” There was a twinkle in Marcel’s eyes and Arianna grinned, knowing she was winning.

She trailed a blazing kiss down his nose, scraping her teeth across his throat and he groaned in approval.

“Yes, do it again,” He must be in paradise.

Arianna batted her eyelids, still kissing his throat, “So does the rabbit get to stay?”

“Oh fuck, he can stay as long as he wants,” Marcel could promise anything at that point in time just so she could pleasure him.

Arianna smiled against his skin, she won. She then kissed across his neck once more, moving up to bite the skin beneath his jaw before tasting his lower lips, taking it between her teeth and bit hard enough that Marcel groaned, and she felt his hard-on poking her belly.

Having enough of her teasing, Marcel grabbed her cheeks and kissed her senselessly. He didn’t care that the rabbit was pressed between them as he focused on stealing every bit of the air Arianna was breathing, he was jealous of that too. Arianna was his and his alone. Marcel was so absorbed in the kiss, he only pulled back when that little creature nipped him on the nipple and he yelped in pain.

Marcel glared at the rabbit. So this is how it was going to be from now on, huh? It wasn’t even up to an hour after being accepted into the house and it already declared war on him.

Fine.

Marcel was suddenly hungry for rabbit stew.