Davi Lucca Novels & Stories

Luca lets out a loud burst of laughter as Javier stretches his arms forward towards him. “Do you plan to let me drown?!” Javier bristles, finally back in Luca's arms. “You are back in my arms, this must mean you changed your mind, you want me to touch you,” “No, I . . . Ah!” Too late. Luca is starting to play with Javier’s cock again. At Javier’s whimper, he nearly feels a twinge of pity for him. Javier has lost his ability to cum since yesterday, there's nothing left in his scrotum, Luca had drained it all like it's some sort of sick sport.

"Especially family members." "I could forcefully enter and you won't be able to stop me, you know that right?" I got up instantly, needing to see who it was at the door. I pushed open it, coming face to face with her. She doesn't need an introduction. Camila De Luca, a.k.a Belladonna. The De Luca's only daughter and a certified psychopath at heart. In our world, she was not to be trifled with. In other words, she was worse than even me, the devil's spawn.

No interference on the channel. Damon Moreau stood inside his penthouse, framed by floor to ceiling windows, speaking into his phone. Thirty-three years old. Tech billionaire. CEO of Moreau Innovations. Untouchable. Until tonight. Luca had done this hundreds of times. He didn’t think about faces or memorize eyes. He treated targets like coordinates. In. Execute. Out. That was the contract. Adrian’s voice crackled softly in his earpiece. “Confirm visual.” “I have him.”

I come with her, hot and hard across my fist, her name a growl on my lips, Davina, as we crash together through the screen, the alley spinning, the world gone. The screen flashes gold. LeatherLurker tipped $2000. LeatherLurker: good girl LeatherLurker: same time tomorrow

I positioned my laptop in a way that Luciano could see my ass and how dripping soaked I was for him. Perhaps this would change his mind and make him fly down here on time. "Fuck! So wet for me." He murmured as I wanted. I laid on the bed and spread my legs so wide for him to see clearly, my head resting on the pillow. "Now touch those wet walls for me." Luciano commanded as he took his cock in his hand. "Yes Daddy." I moaned as I stretched my tongue out, making a licking gesture like I had his cock in my mouth.

"I'm starting with the person who held Luca the longest. According to the auction records I hacked, that would be Alessandro Ricci. Italian national, currently based in Prague." The name alone made Dante's blood run cold. "Show me everything you have on him." Elena clicked through several documents. "Ricci works directly for Viktor but operates independently. He's been in the trafficking business for twelve years. Specializes in what they call 'training,' which is....." "I know what it means." Dante's voice came out flat. "Where in Prague?" "I'm working on it. His security is tight, but I'll find him." Elena closed her laptop. "Dante, once you start this, there's no going back. Viktor will r

Maybe then, no, only then will I feel like a man who is worthy of happiness. Speaking of which, a giggle makes me pause the glass of wine that I am about to place on my lips. Like a kid from a fairy tale story, the sound of it. I look to my side to catch Davinia giggling to something Nikolai said. Her auburn red hair bounces on her shoulders when they quake softly. I'm in a transfix as the sound echoes in my head or maybe it's the wine getting to me but she looks surreal in this light. Her plump pink lips curl lightly and I want nothing more than to seize them with mine. Nikolai says something again and her giggling intensifies, what the fuck is so funny. Her face is starting to glow a brigh

If I wanted answers—real answers—I’d have to get close to Luca. Luca Del Vecchio. His name had been whispered in every corner of this city—the billionaire who threw extravagant charity galas by day and ran the city’s underworld by night. No one said it outright, of course. You didn’t accuse Luca of anything if you wanted to live to see the sunrise.

"Yah, I wasn't upset." "Thank goodness!, i was thinking you were, so friends?." the guy stretched his hand out for a shake. Liyla hesitated for a while but later agreed. "So wouldn't you care to know my name?." he asked smiling "Okay what is your name?." Liyla asked just for asking sake "My name is Daven and you what's your name?." Daven asked brushing his hair with his hand and pouted his lips which made him look cute. Liyla was lost for a moment without realizing she's been holding her breath for long

I rest my head on his shoulder and take deep breaths to recollect myself. “We need to go, Boss. The Davi army has arrived,” Luca announces and slightly bows his head when our eyes meet. “See you back home, gorgeous,” Leo says before kissing me passionately and running off. I grab the closest chair and take a seat. My father is gone, I am all alone. “Kita, are you okay?” Rebecca asks and kneels in front of me and holds my left hand. I shake my head. “My name is Nikita Davi. I am, as of now, the lord and heiress of the Davi mafia empire. I am sorry, I have not been honest with you.”