FAZER LOGINThe scene before Luca had him rethinking the decisions he was about to make, but it was the only way to secure his house and properties from the clutches of the government. No matter how many police officers you had in your pocket, they would always act on orders. And Luca didn't want any orders being carried out on his property. Not now. He had Sophia to protect and take care of. More smoke rose into the sky as the fire grew, flames feeding hungrily on every gust of wind that swept through the maze. They were in late spring, and rain didn't seem like something that would fall anytime soon. Perfect. Luca rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and snapped his fingers, catching the attention of his head of security, who was gawking at the rising flames like he was watching a fucking work of art. “Get me a fire hose.” “A hose?” His head of security's eyes widened, his mouth falling open. Luca stepped closer to him. This was it. There was no room for panic. He licked his lips and
Luca said nothing and moved closer to her, squatting down. He would do anything she wanted if it meant feeling her skin against his. Right now, he just wanted to leave this place in one piece, without injuries. He staggered forward as she practically threw herself onto his back. “Hold on tight,” he said, standing up. She locked her legs around his waist, and he tensed but grabbed her thighs to keep her steady nonetheless. He gritted his teeth at how smooth her skin was and how he might never get another chance to feel those legs wrapped around his neck, his waist, his skin. Not with another man. He closed his eyes for a brief moment but quickly opened them to see where he was going. He knew he had nothing up his sleeve that could make her forgive him. But who forgave the man who killed their beloved father? No one. Probably not even him. He shook his head, refusing to go back to that gory scene from that day. People like Sophia would grab an opportunity to escape like a wo
Luca silently followed behind Sophia, showing her the way whenever required. Not a word passed between them after the showdown inside the maze. He wasn’t speechless. He was a confused mess. Nothing was clicking. While he was in his head, thinking about how he was going to kill and destroy his enemies to get Sophia out of his thoughts, he didn’t notice her trying to jump over a wire. And that wire was— He heard her gasp. “Ah, ah, ah. Ow…” He immediately sprinted toward her. The moment he saw the wire, he pulled her away from it. His heart pounded when he saw how her leg had caught the wire and strained it from its position. He lifted her away from it carefully. His eyes stayed on the connection between her leg and the wire. It wasn’t a normal electrical wire. It was connected to the alarm. An alarm that was about to— “Shit,” Luca cussed. If they didn’t leave soon, and he couldn’t switch it off, this place would go up in flames. He didn’t want to be one of the things feedi
Luca groaned and angled her head for him to take her lips into his mouth more deeply. He probed her lips for entrance, and she whimpered, but Luca swallowed it up with his tongue slipping in without hesitation. Their lips fought for dominance, but Luca kissed her with precision and authority. Sophia gave in, pressing her hand against his chest, trying to push him. “St—” He claimed her mouth again, not giving her a breather as he sucked down on her lips and tongue. She raised her hand to his hair to push him away, but her fingers tugged him closer, seeking him out. “So stubborn," he murmured through the kisses and bit into her lower lip. The metallic taste of blood flowed into his mouth, and he sucked it all up. This was it. Heaven. Sophia turned and faced him, the dam breaking, and she dragged him to her, pressing her chest to him. Her tank top was so light that Luca felt the pucker of her tightened nipples. He pulled away from her to look at her face, but everyw
Leaves rustled; the air howled, echoing the night breeze. Sophia let out a shaky breath. She didn’t know the time, only that time had passed hours and the day had gone darker, yet no one was here and the road wasn’t ending, only getting more confusing. She hasn’t even heard a voice or anything; it’s like she was forgotten. She buried her face into her hands while sitting on her haunches, scared to sit on her bum and have something or an insect creep in. She was putting on a skirt and a flimsy tank top; she groaned to herself and pondered why she was stubborn, but she had to. Sophia was miserable and tired of waking up to the same walls and environment every day; she realized she might lose her sanity before even really leaving. “Fuck you, Luca," she hissed as tears slipped down her face. She was fed up and drained from everything. She’s tried stomaching what’s been going on for the past few weeks, but it was indigestible, and now she is choking and soon will vomit it, li
It's been three days since Luca went back home from his club, as much as he wanted to see Sophia’s face and feel her skin beneath his palm. Touch and feel—she was real, where he left her; that would be when she was asleep and he didn’t want a sleeping princess. He was no prince and didn’t want to be one. He rubbed his hand down from his hair to his face and took a gulp from the drink in his hand. This was depressing, he knew, pining over a woman that saw him as nothing but a murderer. There was no way he could convince her otherwise from what she had seen the day her father died, not like it was a lie, but there was more to it. He groaned and pressed his forehead with his fingers. Headache. She was giving him a non-stop headache, and he didn’t know how to relieve it. He stood up from his chair, ready to go back to his room. He had a room here, inside his office, for meetings that ran into the night and locations that were too far off from his house. This place was close







