Becoming Mrs De Luca Novels & Stories

One was a bachelor's degree in business with a minor in leadership, the other was a master's degree in business administration. I couldn't help but be impressed "Ci vediamo tra poco." Luca hung up the phone before turning in his chair to look at me. "My mom is driving me nuts," he said, laughing. "What's wrong?" I asked. "She wants us to go pick up more plates and napkins before the party starts tonight. She said they didn't get enough. But, she keeps asking me if you're coming and telling me to tell you that they're light pink with rose gold accents because she doesn't

“Because I could. Because he never truly wanted you. You’re too soft, too plain. You bore him.” Lucia shook her head, tears falling fast. “That’s not true…” “It is,” Mike said. “This wedding is over.” He turned, walking away with Bella as if Lucia never meant a thing. Lucia stumbled forward. “Mike, please! Don’t leave me like this.” But before she could reach him, someone grabbed her roughly from behind. “What do you think you’re doing?” a harsh voice spat. Lucia turned to see Mrs. Flourish, her stepmother. Her face was twisted with anger.

Bianca laughed “Well in a family like this, they don’t mourn much about the loss of someone, they just carry out a funeral and move on the next day like it’s another Tuesday” “Were you close to her? Nina” Bianca asked. “Sort of? She was nice to me and we became friends and now she’s gone…I feel bad” Louisa’s shoulders slumped in defeat. “It’s okay, you are human after all but the De Luca’s have been trained not to show their emotions, they say it’s a weakness” Bianca blurted. “That’s bad..” Louisa was saying when a voice interrupted. “Miss Bianca, your dress is here” They heard.

Luca Romano's Office The silence in Luca's office was suffocating, like the man himself. He lay relaxed behind his gleaming mahogany desk, his eyes sharp, evaluating, as he watched me enter. He motioned for me to take a seat. I stood my ground and didn't sit, not about to give up even that small ounce of control. "Welcome, Bella," he said smoothly, calculated. "You're now part of my mafia. I narrowed my eyes, refusing to let him see the fear churning inside me. "I'm not family. I'm a transaction."

Perhaps they were right. Perhaps I didn't. But I'm here And no amount of whispered expectations could change the fact that, whether they liked it or not... I had become Mrs. De Luca.

"So, we're gonna close early this evening and grab a couple of stuff from the mall. This evening, we make a special dish I'd never done before. It's Luca's favourite" "Are you gonna put me through on how to make it?" She recalled asking Manager Lucia who was happy to respond, "Of course" Linda was prepared to put her energy into learning how to make CEO Luca's favourite dish. She was going to be his wife soon and so, it doesn't hurt to learn. More also, she would have to learn a couple of things from Manager Lucia regarding housekeeping. She is a fast learner and knows quite a number already. Linda freed her mind from the flashback and focused her gaze on the strange dishes arranged all over

"I’ll be his missus." Noel let out an unimpressed breath. "And?" Elene’s eyes darkened. "And not even your little whore ass can stop that from happening." She was close now, close enough for him to see the venom in her eyes, the way her lips curled in disgust. Noel chuckled, shaking his head. "Then why are you here, Mrs. De Luca? Shouldn’t you be busy planning a wedding?" Her nostrils flared. "I’ll make your life a living misery if you don’t stay away from my man," she warned.

Now, as pale dawn light filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my new room, I stared at the ceiling and tried to figure out how my life had become unrecognizable in less than forty-eight hours. A soft knock interrupted my spiraling thoughts. "Miss Rodriguez?" Mrs. Ciro's voice was gentle through the door. "Mr. De Luca would like to see you in his office." My stomach clenched. "What time is it?" "Seven-thirty. He's an early riser." I dragged myself from bed and pulled on the simple black dress I'd worn to the hospital yesterday. In the mirror, I looked exactly like what I was, a woman who'd lost everything and was barely holding herself together.

Mrs Evergreen affirmed and they nodded solemnly. Soon, the lunchtime ended and they all dispersed. Luca returned to his office and took out his phone to check the internet. The recent video of Mr Beaufort and Maria dancing happily was trending and he pondered the kind of effect Maria had on her fans. She had gained new followers and Luca wondered if he could also be famous like that if he started making videos.