MasukLuciano Mancini has finally been revealed. 🖤 His picture and full character details are now live on my Fa ce bo ok and Ins ta gr am pages. Go check him out and tell me — is he as dangerous and irresistible as you imagined?
Luca stared down at her in pure disbelief. “Fuck, baby. You’re too innocent for my world. How the hell did I get so lucky to find you? I fucking love you so much, cara mia,” he muttered, his voice dropping an octave before he leaned down and kissed her deeply again. A small, relieved smile broke against his lips as she melted into the kiss.When he finally pulled back, he rested his forehead against hers. The warm water of the bath surrounded them, slowly soothing their exhausted bodies. Taking a quiet moment in the stillness, Lucy looked up.“Luca?” she asked softly. “So... the men stationed outside the room... they were actually there to protect Renzo?”He pulled back, looking at her as he snorted, “Absolutely, baby.”In reality, Luca had ordered his guards to keep a strict watch over Renzo the exact second he received that message from Marco. Though Luca had firmly refused the man's sinister suggestion, he didn't trust that wicked bastard for a second. The guards weren't there to
Lucy gasped, her body slumping with a sudden, aching emptiness—until he plummeted back inside her, but this time, driving straight into her wet pussy."I'm going to finish deep inside your warm cunt, bambolina. You were made to carry my kids. I'm going to breed you until you forget any other man ever existed, and then there will be no going back. Nowhere but me... only me," he growled, parting her thighs wider with his knees before pulling her hips flush against him. He began ramming into her ruthlessly. “Oh, God! Yesss!” Lucy let out a broken moan of pure pleasure as he spanked her bruised ass cheek once more, commanding her body with absolute, possessive authority."Fuck, baby, tell me you don't want me to stop," he growled."Don't stop, please..." Lucy sobbed out as another shattering orgasm hit her. Her knees went completely weak, buckling beneath her, but his strong arms held her up, keeping her pinned as he refused to stop fucking her.Her inner walls clenched violently around
"Fuck, baby, you will definitely be the death of me," he muttered, and the next few moments blurred together.He popped the button of his pants, pulling his dick free and stroking it a few times to prep. He spit into his palm, slicking himself down before his hands gripped her ass cheeks, stretching them wide to line the swollen, dark purplish head up against the tight opening of her virgin back hole. Instinctively, her body stiffened, and she held her breath in terrified anticipation of the pain."Release your breath, baby, or it's going to hurt more," he commanded, his voice low and gritty.She let it out, and then, without warning, he buried himself inside her in one hard, deep thrust. No preparation, no foreplay—just a brutal, punishing intrusion. A loud scream tore from her throat, the extreme intensity of the thick, bruising penetration making her own heartbeat ring like a hammer in her ears."Fuck, so tight," he growled in her ear before pulling out almost completely and the
The shift in the room was instantaneous. Without warning, his large hand hooked under the hem of her skirt, ripping it upward. The sharp tear of her panties slicing open cut through the tense silence, making her gasp as the sudden rush of cool air hit her bare skin.Before she could even process the shock, he drove two thick fingers straight inside her tight heat.A heavy, broken moan tore from her throat, her eyes rolling back in her head. Her hands, securely bound together by his leather belt, strained against the constraints as his brutal angle struck deep, hitting her G-spot with relentless precision."Fuck, already wet," he growled, pulling his slick fingers free. He thrust the wetness right in front of her face, forcing her to look at what her body was doing. She was breathing heavily, desperate and completely undone.He gave a harsh, dark chuckle. "I'm angry with you, warning you that you'll regret it, but your body is getting aroused by my threats? Soaking wet for me? Such a f
Lucy’s eyes began to glisten with unshed tears. A dull ache settled in her chest; she felt utterly wretched knowing that she was the sole reason behind his pain.“Luca…” she started, her voice cracking.But he turned away, heading toward the bedroom. “Let it go, Lucy. I am tired.”His cold dismissal made her resolve falter for a fraction of a second, but she couldn't just let him walk away. Not when he was hurting like this. She hurried after him and caught his hand again. “I’m sorry, Luca. I never wanted to hurt you. Seeing you like this... it’s killing me.”A heavy sigh escaped him, his jaw clenching. He used his other hand to gently but firmly pry her fingers off his wrist, freeing himself from her grasp. He lifted his eyes then, looking straight into hers. “Lucy, I said… I’m tired. I need time.” Time?The word sent a jolt of pure panic straight through her. How much time? What if space only allowed the distance between them to grow? She couldn't survive a single minute of him shu
Lucy turned to Luca, hoping this might finally be the moment the ice between them would break.But when he met her eyes, his gaze was flat and empty. "Let’s go home," he said, his voice entirely devoid of emotion.Despite the chill in his tone, a small wave of relief washed over Lucy. Home. He had said home. He was angry, yes, but he wasn’t leaving her. “So soon?” Rosa interrupted, her eyes darting to Lucy. Lucy gave a subtle, microscopic shake of her head, pleading with her silently not to push it.“Yes, Madam,” Luca replied, his demeanor shifting to show Rosa his usual quiet respect. “I have an early start at work tomorrow.”Rosa nodded, accepting it but refusing to let them leave empty-handed. “Wait, let me pack you some cornetti.” Before Luca could politely protest that she shouldn't go to the trouble, Rosa was already moving quickly toward the kitchen.She returned moments later with a small container, handing it directly to Lucy. As she did, she squeezed Lucy's hand, her eyes s
Just as Luciano turned the corner, Rosa arrived at the other end of the hall. She saw his retreating back, but at that exact moment, Luciano turned around. Rosa froze.Pure, cold fear gripped her. She instinctively ducked against the wall, hiding behind a thick marble pillar. Luciano’s eyes swept th
Early that morning, Luciano’s grandmother’s condition suddenly took a turn for the worse. She began struggling to breathe and was rushed to the hospital immediately. As soon as Luciano received the news, he raced there.His grandfather was already by his wife's side, but the moment Luciano entered
Luciano had been furious with Rosa for lying to him. He had avoided going to see her because he knew he wouldn’t be able to control the monsters inside him—and he might end up hurting her.But that morning, when he heard she was going to Prose and Stanza, his anger turned into worry. He didn’t know
One hour earlier…Luciano was sitting in his car, with Luca driving them toward his office, when his phone rang. It was the man he had assigned to follow and guard Rosa.From the bodyguard, he learned that Rosa was on her way to her father’s publishing house. The news immediately put him on edge.“







