Are Luca And Alberto Gay Novels & Stories

"You really did fall for her later, didn't you? So what? If the beginning was a joke, that doesn't make everything after fake." Luca said nothing. Suddenly, years of small humiliations lined up and clicked into place: why Luca refused to let me meet the real Moretti elders in our first year, why his friends always looked at me with that knowing contempt, why every time I couldn't take their jokes anymore, he only said, "That's just how they are. Don't take it to heart." In their eyes, I had never been a woman Luca chose seriously. I was a chip on a table, a dare he accepted after losing a hand, and I had mistaken the punchline for love.

He called me naughty, but he didn't say no. The post showed two hands intertwined. On the man's inner wrist was a circlet of sacred laurel leaves—the soul-bond mark the High Priest himself had inked on us at our engagement. But in this photo, hidden in the veins of a single leaf, were three tiny, exquisitely tattooed letters: S.E.R. I scrolled back to the very first post, from a year ago: “Just ran into the Alpha and his woman. He's so gentle and strong. I want a man like that… so I'm going to make him mine.”

“God. How long has he... how long has he actually known, do you think? Or has he just been guessing?” “I don’t know.” Luca reached for me, hesitated, like he wasn’t sure I wanted his hands on me right now with Richard’s accusations still hanging thick in the air. “It doesn’t sound like proof. It sounds like a man drunk enough to say the thing he’s been chewing on quietly for a while.” “That’s not better.” “No,” he admitted. “It’s not.”

In order to discuss this matter further, Alberto invited Luca to a nearby coffee shop, close to Vin's company. Luca couldn't help but feel intimidated as Alberto's piercing gaze remained fixed on him. Having learned from past experiences, he knew better than to toy with Alberto. However, now that Sonia was his sister, he anticipated encountering Alberto more frequently. "Is it true?" Alberto inquired, his voice carrying a mix of curiosity and suspicion. Luca, taken aback, asked, "What?" "You know what I mean," Alberto clarified. "Yes, it's true," Luca confirmed confidently. "I conducted a thorough background check."

I overheard some students talking about it. Personally, it didn't matter. I couldn't even care to go but then Luca wouldn't let that happen anyway, I had no choice. He shrugged, “Not really, how about you?" I gave him a look, “You already know the answer to that" Luca knew I was gay but he didn't know if I had been in any relationships, not like I had been in any other than with Luciano. I could guess that he thought I was a hermit. He was a one night stand type of guy. I was sure he would come with a pretty boy we would never see again.

“He announced it publicly to back me into a corner. Elena Moretti. A political alliance.” Adrian trembled in his arms, still impaled on Luca’s cock. “What are you going to do?” Luca pulled out slowly, only to flip Adrian onto his back and slide back inside him in one smooth thrust. This time he fucked him slower, but no less intense, eyes burning into Adrian’s. “I’m going to refuse,” Luca said, grinding deep. “Publicly. I’m going to tell them all that I already belong to someone. That I love a man. That I love you.”

He was almost blushing. What can be it? I thought. Luca was coming behind us, " Good morning, sir. " Magro greeted Luca. Magro was unable to leave his smile. Luca smiled and glanced at him, " Are you getting married? " He asked. " How do you know? " Alisa winced but the blush crept to her pink cheeks still. Okay! They both are getting married. I smiled at the thought. But it faded immediately when my mind flashed the more output. Definitely, Luca is the most powerful. Magro is part of it. If she... " We are getting married. " Alisa broke the chain of my thoughts, exclaiming loudly like a child.

But before I stopped him, he went on saying coldly, “Luca was drugged and lured into having sex with a girl infected with AIDS to finish his chances of becoming Il Don.” He paused, locked eyes with me and added, “If you hadn’t… that night, maybe we could’ve saved him.” My mouth dropped open. “So… Luca has AIDS now? But you said…” “No.” Luca interjected. “I am not infected. Although I don’t remember what happened exactly that night, I’m sure if you hadn’t betrayed us, my father and brothers could’ve uncovered the plan before I even arrived that night. But they were too busy searching the entire city for you. Not knowing you’d decided to become someone’s whore!”

Paolo turned away, jaw clenched. “You don’t understand what you’ve done.” “What I’ve done?” Luca echoed. “I fell in love with someone who made me feel like I could breathe for the first time in my life. That’s my crime?” “It’s not about him, Luca,” Paolo snapped, spinning to face him. “It’s about what it means.” “No,” Luca said, stepping closer. “It’s about what it means to you. That your son is gay. That I didn’t become the man you imagined in your perfect little heir blueprint. You don’t hate Asher, you hate me for choosing him.”