Dva Lucio Novels & Stories

Valeria hesitated, and in that hesitation I felt the floor tilt beneath me all over again. “Lucian De Luca,” she said finally. “Your brother’s been meeting privately with Dante’s half-brother. At least twice, based on the tower data. Possibly more.” The SUV went silent except for the hum of the engine, Dante’s hands tightening on the seat until his knuckles went white. “Lucian,” he said, low and dangerous. “The same brother who burned his own claim to my father’s inheritance rather than let it complicate things, standing quietly in the shadows this whole time, meeting secretly with the one man in this city I actually trusted.”

Mum said, putting on her dark shades. The ride was silent and I just listened to the wind, thrashing through my hair. It got me relaxed, and I wasn't so moody anymore. "You don't look thrilled, sweetie. Haven't you always wanted to live in the same house as Rex?" Mum asked, breaking the silence. Right. She just had to remind me that we were heading to the Lucianos' residence. Mum has been dating Alpha Vicenzo, Rex's father, for months now. My father, her mate, died seven years ago, and she did grief his loss enough. He was the Beta of the Pack and the closest friend to Alpha Vicenzo.

Always Lucien. My fingers curled into fists beneath the table, nails digging into my palms. "We have no choice. They are both hurting my father. The more time passes, the weaker he gets. They need to make sacrifices, just as he has. If we don’t act now, it will be too late, and I—" My voice faltered, just for a moment. "I can’t lose him too." Calum nodded. Marty as well. But Azriel? He merely studied me, his gaze sharp, unreadable. Like he was dissecting my words, searching for something beneath them.

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 DANIEL I yanked the bastard's face. "What the fuck are you talking about?" I howled, but he was already starting to lose consciousness. "Talk, you piece of shit!" Lucio took that as his cue and pulled out his gun, pressing the muzzle against the guy's temple. The guy just smiled. "They want to ruin you. They want to destroy your family." He dragged out his words, his eyes closing, his face drained of color. "It was supposed to start with her… your sister."

In less than a month, he wiped them out completely. On the day of the final reckoning, Lucio was drunk. He staggered into the cemetery. "Viola, I avenged you," Lucio said, placing the bloodstained watch of the Arcibaldo famiglia's boss before my grave. "It's finally done, Viola. Their sins are paid." He held a bottle of liquor, laughing like a madman as tears streamed down his face. Then, he drew a handgun from his waist and pressed it to his temple. "Now, it's my turn to atone. Viola, mi dispiace…"

He hardly lost his cool on a lady before, but her soft giggle had instilled a strange rush of emotions in him which he was quick to cover up with an anger filled move. Determined not to think about her again, he pushed his mind to the matter at hand, letting his anger surface again as the building came into view. The dungeon was faintly lighted with few sticks of fire on the passage. Already used to the bloody smell of this dungeon, he made his way through the already opened iron protectors, into the dungeon where Lucio sat on an iron chair with his body covered with bloody sores. Lucio turned weakly to look at his boss, and fringed from fear. Everyone fears him and they were right to.

Seeing how pale he had turned, Pedro knew he recalled what he did with his family "She's mine, I'm in love with her and I'd stop at nothing to have her… even if I have to fight you, "Luciano wasn't giving up, he already had fallen for Livia, Pedro was a dangerous man. If she knew the crimes he had committed. Then she would run away from him

Lucille was already in the car, watching the father and son talking. “So he was hurt because of your opponents, we are the target. You are the target, what if Damian is not your only enemy? What if there are many others, you admit dad, who else? Are you at fault for the people? What if Juziel also gets hurt because of what you are doing. ” Marco quickly punched the child, it was furious. Juziel and their mother cried at the sight. "What happened?" their mother asked. “Watch your words, Judiel. Watch your words. You know my whole life, I’ve been a good person. I have no enemy! ” Marco shouted angrily. Because of what happened, Lucille was forced to leave.

A disapproving groan escaped his throat even when it's was obvious that he was trying to suppress his chuckle but failed terriblelly. "This is Davidson Alonso" Lu pointed his palm at his brother "He is my-" "Twin brother" Davidson Interrupted "I know how surprising it is but I am Luciano's twin brother from Italy, went to college in Florida and spent the rest of my funny life in Ukrainia" he pastsed to see the rest men staring at him in disbelief "Forget about my blonde hair color, I had to dye it at some point" He ended with a cute but yet annoying smile on his face as he tucked stray hair behind his ears and sat more comfortablely on Lu's seat

Lucio tried another kick, but he dodged it. I hid behind an abandoned car, holding a stick ready to ambush my attacker. Lucio, on the other hand, meant business today. Lucio tried another kick, but this time, my attacker won’t dodge but fight back. He caught Lucio’s leg with his right, and with his left, he grabbed Lucio’s collar. He then swung Lucio across the road. He tried to run but I unexpectedly strike a blow that could kill many. With the stick in my hands, I caught him while running, I used the stick to hit his injured ribs. He fell to the ground, crying and holding his rib cage. He rose up again on one knee and I went for another blow with the stick. He caught it, and with immense r