Taken By The Mafia Lord

He knew Marcel wouldn’t be stupid enough to reveal the internal crises in their family to the incoming guests, but then Daniel was a real headache and it took Marcel everything in him to stay calm. Moreover, even a blind man could see the hostility between father and son.

The both of them broke apart, their gaze falling on the expensive Range Rover that just arrived at the scene. The car was bulletproof with the windows tinted as well. The car door opened as the Draven Draven family stepped out and It wasn’t hard to find Eric since he had that imposing and charismatic aura of a leader.

He didn’t bring Elijah along, which was a sensible move on his part, Marcel thought. Bringing Elijah with him when he was responsible for what happened would only escalate tension. Eric was wearing black aviator glasses that covered his eyes so Marcel couldn’t see him properly and gauge his ability.

It wasn’t until Eric came to stand in front of him that he finally took off his glasses and the first thing that Marcel saw was his blue eyes. Although It wasn’t as electrifying as Elijah’s Marcel could now see the resemblance between both siblings. It was a wonder he wasn’t able to recognize Eric from the past and put two and two together, figuring out the truth about Elijah.

Nonetheless, it was in the past and Marcel’s objective was for them to come to a compromise that doesn’t involve bloodshed. As much as Daniel thinks they could take on the Draven family, Marcel was a businessman and he was calculating the loss he would suffer if a war were to break out. Not to talk about the loss of lives.

He could take care of himself, but what about his loved ones? Victor? Carmine? Adele? He couldn’t afford to lose anyone valuable to him. Moreover, if Arianna was with the Draven family, that means they would never be together again. There were just lots of disadvantages.

“Eric Draven,” He said, thrusting his hand out for a handshake and Marcel took it, enveloping his palm with his. He had a strong grip, but aside from it, there was nothing more. No hostility. They were just two men from opposite factions coming together to solve a problem.

“Marcel Luciano,” He said before moving onto Victor and nothing happened. But then, the same couldn’t be said when it got to Daniel’s turn.

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Both of them must have been enemies in their past lives because the atmosphere shifted and he could sense electricity crackling in their eyes. Marcel did a thorough investigation on Eric before this meeting and from the look of things, it seems that he was Natalie’s current partner, hence the animosity from his father.

Truth be told, Marcel had been anticipating this moment and for someone who preaches that emotions were a weakness, the jealousy on Daniel’s face was laughable. Marcel finally found the button to push if the need arises.

Perhaps, because they were on neutral ground, both men resisted the urge to murder each other. Although his father smiled afterward, it was a sinister smirk that told Marcel Daniel had imagined several ways to take away Eric’s life. Marcel prayed inwardly that Daniel doesn’t fuck this up for him.

Unlike him who had his father as the head of the “committee”, Eric didn’t come with any of his famous and equally influential siblings, only his second in command, and another man he hadn’t cared to know more about. The big fish was Eric, no one else mattered.

“I received your summon,” Eric said to Marcel, intentionally ignoring Daniel. As far as he knew, Marcel was the head of the Luciano family. He only prayed that he wasn’t a pushover and they could communicate effectively.

“It’s regarding your brother, Elijah, as you know already. He infiltrated my organization for the past months under the alias Aziz and God knows how much information he holds about us?” Marcel said.

“You can rest assured that Elijah holds no critical information about your family. He was merely there for the girl and got too involved.”

“It’s your words, Eric.” Marcel hinted his mere words hold no reliability.

“Just like you have a family to protect, I have mine too and my own family has been insecure after finding we have had a mole with us all this while. He was quite close to my underboss, you know, and I can only imagine what he came to know before leaving.”

Marcel was no fool to think Elijah hadn’t stumbled upon secrets while he was here. Secrets that might be detrimental to them in the long run. They needed something as well. A kind of leverage to hold over the Draven family as well.

“We would trade secrets then,” Eric knew and Marcel lifted his head in satisfaction. The man was a good businessman and he hoped things went smoothly between them until the meeting was over.

“But that is not really why we are here, right son?” Daniel finally spoke up, annoyed that he was being kept out of the conversation.

He stared at Eric and said, “Your brother took the lives of our men, five of them, and you should know what that means.”

Eric’s gaze hardened as the protective instinct to defend his brother kicked in. He said, “I need evidence of the crimes you level against him.”

Daniel snorted as if finding his words amusing. He then gestured to Victor who left them and went to the car, returning minutes later with a folder in hand.

“Here,” He handed it to Eric who accepted the document from him while Marcel explained to him,

“Your brother took up the occupation of a mercenary called Elijah and he was popularly known for his mask used to cover his identity. He slipped right out of our fingers plenty of times. Those images you see there were captured on the night our men were out celebrating. He manipulated the brakes leading to the accident that claimed five of them. Honestly, we wouldn’t have known it was his handiwork until he stepped into the camera, confident that he wouldn’t catch him. But we did catch him, didn’t we?”