**Steamy Chapter Ahead**
"What's your dream, Marcel?" Jenna asked softly, resting her head on his chest. She tilted her head up to meet his gaze, searching his eyes for answers. "Did you always dream of becoming a mafia leader?"
"Absolutely not!" Marcel chuckled, his fingers pausing in her hair. "I’ve always wanted to protect those I love and care about," he admitted, his tone sincere.
Jenna hesitated, her voice tinged with concern. "After I left, I heard so many rumors about you. People said you were ruthless, using any means necessary to get what you wanted. It worried me, Marcel. I don't want you tangled in the darkness of this world."
He sighed, his expression turning serious. "You know the history of the Mikaelsons. Unlike Nik, I’ve always believed that sometimes, force is the onl
