Arianna POV
I wake up to the feeling of Marcus holding on to me from behind.
I lay still and keep my eyes close.
Part of me feeling incredible to be wrapped up in complete security of Marcus arms but I also have anxiety that I’m back in the tentacles of the mafia life again.
“Mine” he whisper touching my bump.
I can feel junior Marcus moving under Marcus hand.
I couldn’t stop the words as they flowed from my mouth.
This man yet again acting like a beast with that
MINE s**t, it angers me.
“Ours Marcus not yours” I look up at him with completely disgusted.
“Get off me now, we need to talk” I pull away from Marcus but a feel a sharp cutting into my wrist.
I look down and to my horror I see a silver handcuff attach to my wrist and it’s attached to Marcus.
Panic strikes m
