Romans & histoires Davi Lucca

His father called him a prodigy and soon after he passed, he transferred everything to Diavolo, leaving nothing but a quarter of what he had to him. Since then, his hatred for him only grew. He had tried everything to kill him on several occasions but Diavolo was very smart and calculative. Always a step ahead so now, he would lay low for a while and look for his weakness and when he finds it, he'd make sure to utilize it properly. "Do you want to leave now, Boss?" Luca asked from across the bar where he was seated. He has noticed how bored he looked from where he was seated. The frown on his face had only gotten deeper.

I kick my pants aside as I lather the lube all over my dick. It’s my first time with Lucas. Giving my size… I wouldn’t want to hurt him. I want him to enjoy this. My fingers press into the supple skin of his ass as I admire the piece of art. He sways his hips a little, and I smile at how boldly slurry he’s being. I grab my dick and position myself at his entrance. “David,” I call, and David drops his head to look at me with moist eyes. His violet eyes look so foggy. Foggy with the screen of lust and burning need.

“Here’s another question from @MiraClassics: Aren’t you one of Devin Mávros’ flings?” Evan choked on his beer. “What the fuck?” “Is this Devin, the one from Mávros enterprises?” Kandra looked behind the camera and another message popped on the screen from ‘@MiraClassics: yes. That hot bachelor.’ “Were you? I mean, that guy is one of the most sought out bachelors in New York if not in the entire world.”

Drake thought about everything and said, “That’s good. I want to make sure this is taken care of the right way. Send Luca up there to take care of everything.” Drake could have sent Dillon, but he didn’t want anyone else to watch over Emily. She was in a tough spot, and Luca was a good backup for this mission. “Everything will be done the way you want, Alpha. Do you still need something else?” Dillon was a little confused as he looked at Drake. Usually, Drake wouldn’t call him at this time unless he had something fundamental to do. “No, I was just making sure.” Drake drank some water. Okay, he agreed that this wasn’t like him at all. He said it was the nightmare’s fault. He didn’t say anythi

I asked and Davian snorted. His eyes twinkled with mischief “I would like to think my best friend’s speciality is hunting humans” Goosebumps lined my arms. Sometimes there was a darkness in Davian’s eyes whenever he talked about something. I have heard stories of his best friend, Ricardo Salvatore. He was Italy’s most feared mafia boss and was a monster. It was understandable why he was barely around Davian and they only seemed to meet in private and only when it was important because Ricardo was not the man who loved public appearances.

Alpha Leonardo fingers brushed my hair. He whiffed. “This is the perfect idea. Sophia will be grateful for that.” His lips pressed against my forehead. Breaking off, he reached for Vogar, lifting and throwing him over his shoulder. Alpha Leonardo’s fingers locked with mine. We stormed out of the warehouse. The sun had already set. The cold breeze lashed my exposed skin as I entered the car, Lucy had left outside. After Alpha Leonardo was able to identify it among others. Alpha Leonardo fixed Vogar in the booth of the car, locking him in.

I take another sip from the cigar before speaking to him “Dario, do you know why you are here?” He swallowed hard “Mr. Lucado, I …..” I laughed at his formal approach. “Mr. Lucado? Although this might work well with my father, but not me. I’m Nickolai, remember. Everyone calls me Nickolai. Do I have to rip out a tooth to remind you of my name? Tiny beads of sweat emerge from his forehead roll down his temple tracing the line of his mustache. His lips trembles as he spoke “I apologize Don Nickolai. It’s a mistake. I didn’t mean….” I raise my hand to silence him. “I’ll just ask you one question. Who are your accomplices?”

She excused herself to look through her journal. "Luciano Dela Lucchese." The name rolled off from her tongue. "Yessss!" She exclaimed loudly. "I knew I was forgetting to tell you something Cammie." Her eyes gleamed with mischief, cobbling me to give her a suspicious look. "You have to make this perfect because Luciano Dela Lucchese is no one to be messed with. Arrogant, powerful, dangerous and, importantly, he is breathtakingly ravishing, you should take a lot of wipes or condom, girl,"she blinked her eyes dreamingly, which rivaled a chuckle from me.

No one argued. Luca leaned forward, fingers laced. “His name is Paulo de Luca. Former diplomat. Helped broker safe passage for trafficked girls through North Africa and up into Spain. He’s slippery.” “Where is he now?” “Zurich,” Silva answered. He has a private villa in the mountains. Tight security. He doesn’t leave without three armed guards and two assistants.” “Perfect,” Amara said. “I'll take them all.” Luca looked at her. “You'll need cover.”

Santiago couldn't stop looking at the beautiful blue eyes of the woman in front of him, who at first glance looked like a woman of class, the only thing he still couldn't understand was what she was doing on the floor with her little daughter. Luciana was very sure that the man was the father of the girl, if she was identified with him, even the mole on the left side was there, that man was very tall, dark-skinned, had beautiful brown eyes, black hair and a beard. days made him look incredibly attractive, Luciana did not know what was happening with her, since since Diego's death she had never paid so much attention to a man.