LUCA“Boss,” Gabe regards me as he walks into the room, a scowl sits on his face.“What’s the situation on ground?” I ask, walking past him with a gun in my hand, my fingers twitching to fucking out a bullet through Romano's brain.“We’ve apprehended the culprit.” Gabe reports and I nod, looking at him expectantly to give me the information I really wanted to hear. His mouth parts to speak his next words when they read mine. “She’s safe. If we had arrived a minute late, he might have escaped.”He states, stepping aside for me as I made a beeline down my hallway that was now littered with a few dead bodies. Some of them I don't recognize as my men, laid amongst the bodies. I'm sure the courtyard would have a few litters as well. To think they were able to disable my security alarm and quietly take out my men, only someone with inside information on how the system works would be able to do so and all my men were trained on that, not because I wanted that sort of information to be broad

LUCA I head into my office where I know my most trusted men are waiting on me. Enzo and Gabe stand by my desk and they all regard me when I enter and walked over to my desk. They both mirror the same grim look, like angry dogs waiting to be unleashed. The ambush two nights ago had dealt a heavy blow on us but even that was not enough to quell their thirst for retribution. “Enzo, what's the report?” “We’re still on the lookout, there have been no recent siting of Romano anywhere. It's almost like he's disappeared.” I grit my teeth, anger washing through me and I clench my fist at my sides. “That’s not possible. He can't just disappear without a trace. He's hiding somewhere and I want him found. Romano’s not fucking slipping away from me after the stunt he just pulled.” “I have Miko and the rest of the security team searching. They've been on it endlessly but we've not had much lead yet— “Then have the security team ace their game. I want no stone left unturned. You all have the n

LUCA“What are you brooding about?” Enzo asked, walking into the private sector of my jet plane and taking the seat in front of me. We're headed back to Madrid after dealing with Romano and the rest of the goons he'd run off with to Costa Rica. And I left the rest for the clean up crew to handle with Gabe and Miko incharge. “I’m not brooding.” I mutter bitterly without sparing him a look, I know he's going to start lecturing me, I don't need him to talk because I knew what he was going to say. I take a long drag of my whiskey drink from the tumbler in my hand.Once I'd gotten out of the club, I drove back to the port with Enzo trailing behind me. It was well into the night but I'd beeped my staff right ahead of time as I fired off the streets and they were ready for me as soon as I arrived. Coincidentally, I owned a couple of things in Costa Rica so getting to Romano and working the rest was a piece of cake.“The others might not have noticed your outburst earlier, but… It's not lik

LUCA Few Hour Earlier… “What are you trying to say?” “It’s quite obvious, make her your queen.” I scoff at my best-friend, rolling my eyes. “That’s impossible and you know it. She’s not like us, I’m not going to drag her further into my world.” I say with a grim expression contouring my face. I take another drink of my whiskey, the cool liquid burns down my throat as I chunk the rest of it. “No, she’s not.” He concurs, putting his glass down on the stool beside him. “Then don’t talk about it anymore. I don’t need a queen to run my empire.” I state, dispelling the topic. It wasn’t one I wanted to talk about. He doesn’t speak after that, just watches me, I feel his gaze on me. His tight-lipped expression tells me that he’s not pleased. I didn’t care either way, it wasn’t like I needed a woman by my side but the thought of letting her go was just an impossible task to me. Because she was already mine. I made a deal with that bloody housemaster of hers, it’d be cruel to send her bac

ELIANAI put on the dress Matilda had picked out for me and it’s perfectly fitted on my body with metallic silver threads that runs through it, giving it a glimmering effect whenever the dress catches the light and an off-shoulder neckline. It has a slit that cut through the front of my mid-thigh till the hem and the spaghetti straps provides additional support, adding a delicate look to the overall design.I sit in front of the dressing table, watching through the mirror as Anna did my hair in a sleek mid-high braided bun and slips out a few strands from both sides of my face and curls them. My make-up is done lightly with a potent blood red lipstick. Luca is waiting in his office, his head bent and his forehead mirrors a slight crease from the frown tainting his face when I walk in—his guards at the door had pushed the door open for me when they notice my approaching figure.I’ve never been to his office before, Luca was a slightly different man when he wasn’t having sex with me… I