Novel & Cerita Dj Devin Lucien

The older man smiled. "Few people d o." Lorenzo stepped forward. "Who are you?" The stranger looked directly at him. Then at Alessia. Finally... At Elena. "My name..." He removed his leather gloves. "...is Lucien Devereaux." He smiled. "And I have been looking for the Belladonna sisters..." "...since the day they were born."

His body was looking healed from the injuries inflicted on him in the last fight with Devlin and now he was looking strong and tough. “What is it?” Devlin raised a brow at him, grunting in anger. His grip on me grew tight, and it felt like he intended to press me into his body. Unbothered by this, what I was more focused on was what Lucian intended to say, as I knew it would always be a fact to condemn me. “We won’t accept her as our Luna!” He bluntly said after walking right towards us and standing a few steps away. His eyes stared coldly at Devlin with no bit of fear.

Jameson second her announcement. “She shouldn’t be out yet,” Devin mumbled ever so softly that I might have misheard him. “What?” I inquired. Devin sighed, “she suffers from OCD. I’ve been paying for her treatment in Italy for three years now.” All three of us were staring at Devin as if he grew two heads as he continued. “I know she did horrible things to me and you, Ren but she’s not well. She needs help and I’m the only one who can do that for her.”

Ethan’s jaw clenched. “I even found out something else,” Devi added. He looked up sharply. “What?” “Lucien fired her,” Devi said. “Right after he found out she was the one who sent the video.” Ethan froze, his eyes widening slightly as he processed her words. “What?” he asked, his voice low, almost disbelieving. “How do you even know all of that?” Devi exhaled slowly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “Because I paid attention,” she said simply. “Because I stopped looking at things the way we wanted them to be and started looking at them for what they actually are.”

, a King said. “she belongs to me, I have no bloody intention of sharing her with you”, Lucien stated. “what verbiage, how dare you”, Vincent said, he has been wanting to get his hands on Dianne who had humiliated and defeated him in battle. Lucien walked towards him and stood in front of him, daring him to say otherwise. “I am King Lucien of the Da Vinci family, I can dare whatever I can!”, he said and faced the others.

I sighed and shrugged, “Well, Avery came to me saying something about relieving her malice.” “Oh.” “Yeah.” We both became quiet and the atmosphere got awkward. We weren't used to talking to each other without fighting and now, there was an extra layer of something that made the whole situation even more awkward. “Well, I better get going,” I said and I turned to leave but Lucien suddenly held my shoulder. He leaned over to my ear and spoke gently, “Devon, you know my father's former advisor, Donovan?” He asked and I felt goosebumps spread all over my body. There was no way he could have known right? He was probably just bluffing,

Matteo holstered his weapon again and looked to Lucian for instruction. Lucian spoke quietly. “Clean it up. Make sure his family gets the message.” No one questioned him. They never did. The Devil of New York didn’t forgive mistakes. In his world, loyalty was life and betrayal was death. He turned away and started walking toward the exit, his expression as unreadable as ever. Vince was waiting outside the door, younger than the others but sharp and efficient. He handed Lucian a phone, the screen already glowing with new messages. “It’s done,” Vince said. “But there’s something else. You might want to see this.”

Instead, he looked across the table at Damien, who gave a slight shrug. “I made him come, Dad,” Damien said casually. “Didn’t give him much of a choice. After all, I’m still the eldest,” he added and chuckled. Simone raised a brow, then leaned back to Lucian. “So, how’s Veritas Tech? Still moving?” Lucian hesitated for a moment, not because he didn’t have answers, but because he wasn’t used to being asked, especially not by his father. “It’s steady,” Lucian said. “We’re finalizing the patent and integrating new AI features. If things go as planned, it could launch by the end of the quarter.”

39 B*Earlier* Lucien had heard some footsteps pass his door side since he was still working . He was working on getting a shoot since it had been long he had one . Yes modelling was his side hustle . He stood up to go check the cause of the footsteps because he was sure Lucia should be in her room and if possible sleeping . Leaving his laptop on, he picked up his phone and walked to the door . He opened the door slightly and pushed his head out a bit to observe the environment before going outside and when he confirmed nothing suspicious ,he came out and decided to go get a glass of water in the kit kitchen ignoring the one in his room .

Chapter 81: Lucian the Ruthless Lucian Devereaux, firstborn of King Alaric Devereaux, had known from the earliest moments of his consciousness that his destiny was set. The kingdom’s tradition dictated that the firstborns would be sent to battle the moment they turned fifteen. For Lucian, this was not a distant fate but a reality that shaped his entire upbringing.