Disney Pixar Luca Giulia Novels & Stories

Her eyes looked amused. Luca leaned closer to see whatever was on the screen. "Look at this." Bianca laughed. "I still can't believe it." Matteo approached them. "What?" Neither answered immediately. Which immediately annoyed him. "What?" Bianca turned the phone slightly toward Luca again. "Read the comments." Luca burst out laughing. Matteo frowned. "What comments?" Luca finally looked up. The grin on his face was suspicious. Then he held up the phone. "It seems..." His smile widened. "...you just made a post online.”

"I got to the top without him, and I will remain at the top without him." "Why do I have to marry his daughter? Can't he ask for something else? Does he not care about our country? I am the reason there is peace; if he wants to maintain the peace, he should help instead of playing matchmaker. Greco's pack are ruthless and will take over our country if we do not join forces. Why can't he understand that?" Luca said, and my heart dropped? They wanted him to marry someone to forge an alliance. Was I the reason he was saying no, or was there something else? I did not want to listen anymore, so I went to my room. "Movie night," Luca linked me fifteen minutes after, and I got up and picked up the

Luca walked in, his shirt half-buttoned, eyes still sleepy. “You both look like hell,” he said. “Did something happen?” Marcus nodded toward me. “Julian made out with the girl who took everything from us.” Luca blinked. “Seriously?” “It was a mistake,” I said quickly. Luca dropped into the armchair like this was some movie. “Tell me everything.” “I’m not telling you shit.” “She kissed you back?” Luca asked. I didn’t respond. “Damn,” he said, grinning. “She’s playing you like a fiddle.”

At the rate with which she was cutting away, my hand would have become numb, by the time I'd be done. She looked up at me once she was halfway, and pointed at the vegetables. “See? Not hard.” I wish. I was already pulling the tray, and praying to God not to do something stupid, when Luca walked in. “Signora West, I thought you were in your room?” He asked, and I shook my head. Guilia had told me that he was brothers with Dante. And from all the time I'd been observing him, they were nothing alike. Luca like I'd noticed, was a ladies man. He always had a woman with whom he spent the night. And Guilia always fired rapid Italian, whenever any of them tried sneaking out the next morning. I presu

For a second neither of them noticed. Then Giulia pulled back, looked at me over Luca’s shoulder, and had the audacity to look completely unbothered. “Nina.” She patted Luca’s chest once and stood up straight like nothing had happened. “Come in. This is Luca. Luca Ross. He’s been working on the grounds.” Luca stood. Unhurried. He turned to face me and whatever expression he’d had a moment ago was completely gone, replaced by that same steady unreadable look, like he’d never been caught doing anything in his life.

“Are we really going to see lions? And monkeys? And giraffes?!” “Yes,” Adrian said with a laugh, cutting up some fruit for Emilia. “But only if you eat your breakfast first.” Luca dug into his cereal with dramatic determination, while Emilia sat quietly beside him, holding her spoon like it might disappear if she let go. I sat across from them, watching the way Luca kept sneaking little glances at her, trying to make her smile. She wasn’t quite ready to laugh out loud yet, but every now and then, her lips twitched in the smallest grin.

His dark eyes flick first to me, sharp and assessing, before landing on Liana. Everything about him changes instantly. His smile turns wicked. “Well,” Luca drawls, pushing off the counter. “You finally brought me something worth looking at.” My jaw tightens. I know he is riling me up but he is looking at her like she is his favourite scoop of ice-cream and he wants to lick her up. Liana, oblivious to the dangerous predator beneath Luca’s charm, smiles brightly and steps forward, holding out the box in her hands. “Hi Luca. So nice to see you again. Here, I baked these for you.” She says sweetly handing the container over.

I replay, observing every detail just like him. "Good morning. Are you looking for me?" "Good morning, are you looking for me?" a relatively thick male voice interrupts us. We found a tall, forty-year-old man with very light brown hair, a beard, and quite fleshy. "Mr. Martin Miller? “Lucas asks and then looks at me. "Yes, and you are?" he asks with curiosity. "Lucas Sandonini, my girlfriend Sienna Di Marco," he introduces me. "Are you Lucia's brother" he questions, surprised.

A single lantern hung from a beam. A figure stepped out from the shadows. Giulia, my cousin’s best friend, sharp-featured with calculating eyes and a smirk that never reached her full smile. “Well, well,” she said, holding up her phone. “Quite the show in the grove. Very passionate.” “Delete it,” Luca said flatly. “Now.” Giulia laughed softly. “Not so fast. I want something in return.” I stepped forward, anger rising. “What do you want, Giulia? Money? To ruin the engagement party?”

But I knew that was impossible. “Good morning,” I began, carefully polite. “I’m Lila. May I ask who you are?” She inclined her head. “You must be my son’s wife.” I nearly stumbled over the edge of the rug. My mouth opened, then closed again. “I…I’m sorry,” I stammered. “Your son?” Her lips curved in a sad, knowing smile. “Luca.” I stared at her, my heart thumping unevenly. “I don’t understand. Luca’s mother, she died when he was twelve so how could she be right in front of me.”