Taken By The Mafia Lord

Adele absent-mindedly ran her hand over her belly, she was better now. However, unfortunately for her, that little gesture was noticed by Marcel and both of their gazes met hers as it dawned on him.

“No!” A guttural roar left Marcel’s lips and he strode over to Adele and grabbed her arm roughly, startling her, “He fucking got you pregnant?!”

He shouted at her face while Adele’s feet stuck to the ground. She was wide-eyed and looked like a rat caught by the owner while trying to steal the food. How did he know?

Well, how had Marcel known?

While having great expectations that Arianna would turn out pregnant, Marcel had done the research. He made sure to be equipped with enough knowledge to begin his role as a father. Aside from that, he saw the way Adele held her stomach protectively and it reminded him of the time Daniel would beat his mother. Her hands would usually go to her stomach as if she was protecting someone.

And now that Marcel thought about it, it wouldn’t surprise him if his mother had a few miscarriages after him – which made her go adopt Chloe. So when he saw Adele do that, it just came instinctively to him. Marcel simply put two and two together, the vomiting and all – early signs of pregnancy – and bam! It made perfect sense.

“I didn’t know,” Adele tried to explain to him, “I found out recently too – ”

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“The child can’t stay,” He said without blinking an eye.

“W-what?” Victor came to stand between the both of them and grabbed Adele, putting her behind him protectively.

He said to Marcel, “Do you even hear yourself right now?” Victor hated him for suggesting that she aborted the baby.

But Marcel answered him fiercely, “It’s the right thing to do. She’s carrying Elijah’s child and I would not let such a bastard stay. No, what do you think the elders would do when they hear such an outcome? This is me being merciful right now,” He claimed.

“And aborting the child is the best solution?” He couldn’t believe him. Of all the people to suggest such a thing, he never thought Marcel would even think of it.

“Well, what do you suggest then? Because if I could remember clearly you’re supposed to be my advisor and all you have done so far is counter everything that I have said.”

“You want to hear my opinion? Then start by having a sleep!” Victor pointed at the clock, “This is three o’clock in the morning and we all have had a stressful day with devastating news. How do you expect to come up with a clear judgment when you’re running low on fuel?”

“I’m not running low on fuel,” He hinted at the coffee he had been consuming to keep himself up. Not that he needed it when the emotions were eating him up raw and keeping him awake.

“Others need it. You can continue being an arse but do not drag the rest of us into it. You’re not the only sad person, Marcel, Arianna was a friend to me too and it kills every one of us inside that we were unable to do anything as she was taken away. We failed her too. It wasn’t your fault or your sins to bear alone. Adele too needs the rest because she suffered the heaviest devastation.” He looked Marcel in the eyes and asked, “How would you feel if it comes to your knowledge that Arianna has been using you all this while?”

Wrecked.

That was the only word that came to Marcel’s mind. He wouldn’t be able to stomach such a betrayal.

Thanks to Victor, Marcel said to Adele, “This conversation doesn’t leave this room,” He warned her.

“Of course, boss,” She said to him.

“Does Elijah know of the pregnancy?”

This tone Adele didn’t answer with her words but simply shook her head.

“Good. Keep it that way for the rest of your life.”

Adele felt a stab of disappointment in her heart. So in the end, she would have to abort the baby. Although that had been her initial decision, being forced to do it was another issue. Adele felt aggrieved.

“You can leave now,” Marcel dismissed her.

He added when she made it to the door, “If it’s too late, you can sleep in one of the rooms, that would make it easier for us to talk tomorrow morning and I wouldn’t be blamed for anything if you were to have an accident as a result of stress.”

“Thanks for your kindness,” Adele thanked him and left. She needed this anyway. Being under Marcel’s roof would expel every thought of Elijah from her head and she would only think about the consequences, Adele hoped.

“What about you?” Victor asked his cousin after he returned from getting rid of his violated coffee Jug. He now pulled out a bottle of alcohol from his cabinet and sat down.

“What about me?” Marcel asked back nonchalantly, bringing the bottle to his lips and taking a sip, the alcohol burning down his throat.

“Are you just going to sit there and wallow in self-pity this early morning? Waste yourself?”

Marcel chuckled, “Sorry, but It’s called drowning my sorrows. Moreover...” His expression turned serious, “What do you expect me to do? Go after Elijah and demand he return Arianna?” He found it funny as he took another sip.

He went ahead to say, “You read the note, Victor. Arianna is living happily ever after with that woman, her mother. I think this is really the end for us.”