Taken By The Mafia Lord

754 Give Marcel A Chance

Natalie couldn’t stop crying no matter how hard Eric tried to stop her. It wasn’t the fact that Arianna spoke to her that way that hurt, but because her words were right and stabbed right into her heart. Arianna was right, she had been an ungrateful and cold bitch towards Marcel amid what his mother, Penelope did for her.

If Penelope hadn’t taken her place that night, perhaps, their fate would be reversed and she would be the one in the grave by now. As if her eyes were finally opened, Natalie couldn’t help but imagine how she would feel if Arianna was being treated the way she treated Marcel. She would feel bad. Penelope must be disappointed in her wherever she is.

The guilt clawed at her heart deeply and Natalie cried harder. She was so sorry towards her poor friend, Penelope. Natalie didn’t mean to maltreat her son, but then growing up around someone like Daniel, she already imagined the worst. She thought that Marcel would be just like his father and to think he had to go fall in love with her daughter. Natalie was so caught up in her fear of the past, she didn’t want her daughter to go through the same thing.

It was her duty to protect her daughter and that was what she was doing, yet, why did it feel so wrong? Everything that she has done so far was for her and Arianna. But in the end, it was all wrong. Her daughter wanted who she wanted and she couldn’t do anything about it. And he’s Penelope’s son.

“I’m such a horrible person,” Natalie cried out while Eric said nothing, he only remained by her side and watched her. The confrontation with Arianna opened up all of the memories she had intentionally hidden over the years and now they were back raw and hauntingly.

“Arianna is right, I didn’t even get to know her son before placing judgment on him. If Penelope was in my shoes, she would have taken care of my daughter. She had such a kind soul and bright smile while I’m the opposite. I’m a cold, calculating selfish mother that would do everything to keep her only child from her best friend’s son whom she called a monster. ” Her heart ached greatly as she realized everything that she had done to Marcel – and had been planning to do.

Eric moved and this time he sat down on the sofa with her and pulled her to his side. Massaging her scalp with his fingers, he murmured,

“Human nature is selfish and we have all done one thing that we regret greatly at a point, Natalie. We are parents, not gods, and are bound to make mistakes.” He comforted her.

Natalie sniffed, “For Arianna to stand up to me like this, she must hate me now.”

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But Eric told her, “You shouldn’t make wild guesses like that. Indeed, the both of you haven’t gotten along well and your relationship is rocky, however, she is your daughter and can’t hate you.”

“You really mean that?” Natalie found that hard to believe. The way Arianna had glared down at her today and the disappointment in those beautiful eyes of hers shattered her heart.

“I’m sure of it.” Eric hugged her tight. Even as smart as Natalie was, she could be dumb sometimes.

“You really think that I should give Marcel a chance?” Natalie asked while looking into his eyes, willing to trust his judgment this time.

He shrugged, “It’s not bad to allow him to prove that he’s different from his father and find out things yourself as well. It would be like an examination”

“An examination?” Natalie thought over it.

Eric broke away from the hug so he could look at her as he said, “Marcel got back to me on that issue and he’s up for a peace talk. We will talk outside tomorrow, however, if you want, I could bring him home so the both of you can speak afterward.”

“Tomorrow?! I don’t know…” Natalie began to panic, unsure about this, “What if -”

Eric cut her off by pressing his finger against her lips, “No doubt this time, woman. Just do it.”

“Fine,” Natalie agreed at last.

The warmth of her mouth coated his finger and Eric swallowed numbly as he felt something stir from below. No, this can’t happen now, they were merely having a conversation.

He at once removed his finger, but Natalie caught it mid-air causing his eyes to widen slightly.

“W-what are you doing?” Eric gulped, his heart rate quickening.

Her gaze flickered to his and she answered him with a sexy smirk, “What do you think?” She winked at him.

Eric found out his throat suddenly went dry as Natalie slowly brought his finger to her mouth and just when she was about to lick it, he withdrew his hand immediately in a flash.

Natalie looked at him stunned,” What are you doing?” She thought he was in for this.

Eric cleared his throat, mentally chiding his pulsing member to behave. He said, “We just got back home, shouldn’t we exercise some sort of restraint.” He chuckled nervously.

“And why should I?” Natalie gave him a long look, “How is that my business? I’m married to you and technically we’re still on our honeymoon. We only had to return because of your business. Not to mention….” A sleazy smile appeared at the corner of her lips, “It’s late at night.”

“Urm…aren’t you tired?” Eric was thinking of an excuse to distract her while she slowly pushed him down to the sofa till his back was resting on the armrest.

Natalie hovered over him saying, “I am not tired at all, dear husband. We could go at it all night.” She smirked with a wicked grin.

Eric was dumbfounded, how couldn’t she be tired after the rounds they went last night and for half of today and now tonight? It was befuddling. He thought his sex drive should be stronger, but he was wrong.

However, just as Natalie lowered her head to kiss her husband after straddling him, the door was suddenly pushed open as Rose’s voice reverberated across the room.

“Mummy, are you okay?!” She heard about the intense argument between her precious mommy and her beautiful sister, Arianna. So she hurriedly came to check up on her mummy without knowing she just interrupted something important.

Hearing that voice was like cold water being poured on them and they broke apart with lightning speed. The both of them scampered away like two thieves caught in the middle of their crime, having forgotten the door was unlocked.