Giulia X Luca Novels & Stories

But his eyes never left me for long. Luca pulled me onto the dance floor the second we arrived. Slow song. Lights low. He pressed his body against mine. One hand on my ass under the slit of the dress. The other gripping my hip. He ground against me. Hard. Kissed my neck again. Sucked on the skin right over Xavier’s old bite mark. “You’re mine tonight,” Luca whispered in my ear. “That dress is for me.” I felt Xavier watching from across the room. He stood with three dangerous-looking men in suits. Talking. Nodding. But his eyes were locked on us. Burning. Jealousy so raw it made the air feel thick.

“The famous girlfriend.” Luca’s hand tightened slightly against her waist. “Sienna,” he said calmly, “this is Viviana.” “The underseasoned risotto victim,” Sienna replied automatically. Viviana blinked. Luca covered his face briefly while Matteo burst into laughter nearby. “Oh, I like her,” Viviana decided instantly. “That feels threatening,” Sienna admitted. “It should.” Viviana studied Luca with amusement. “You know,” she said conversationally to Sienna, “he’s never looked this miserable over someone before.”

Like he was memorizing her face in case this was the last time. “Don’t watch it,” he said again. Then he left. Giulia stood alone with the USB drive. 9 days left. The merger was done. The kiss was public. The contract was cracking. Her mother’s surgery was scheduled for Day 5. Luca called her twice. She ignored both calls. She picked up the USB drive. It was warm from Marco’s hand. The laptop on the desk blinked at her. Login screen. Innocent. Giulia inserted the drive.

He sighed and looked up. "Luca needs to be careful with those two," he said, and I knew it was serious because my father rarely talked like this. "Word has it that Marcelo helped Tomas get rid of Gibson. I do not know how true it is, but those two are dangerous. Luca is a very important man to us, and I want to see him succeed and live long. If not for anything but for your sake, Emma. I know if anything happened to him, you won't be able to handle it. I am giving you this information not because I want you to act on it but because I want Luca to investigate thoroughly and be on his guard. Those two are up to no good. I did not know this until last week; that is why I am telling you this now

Luca looked her in the eyes. “If I told you I’m connected to the underworld… would you be scared enough to walk away?” he asked. His voice wasn’t as steady as usual. Lucy took a slow breath. There was fear in her eyes—just for a second—but she didn’t step back. Instead, she asked, “Isn’t Luciano Mancini… the Italian don?” Luca frowned slightly, caught off guard by the shift. He studied her for a moment, trying to understand where that question was coming from. If he didn’t know her the way he did, he might’ve thought she was digging for something more… something dangerous.

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.

"I need to know these things, Luciano." "No, you don't, Giorgia." He disputed. "What you need, is a fucking stable life. Luca, please tell me you've found her a husband?" There was silence and I heard Luciano sigh. "I have you just one job to do-" "I'd rather move a fucking mountain," Luca replied. "She's as tough as the Carthaginians. She'd rather eat nails than go on a date with anyone. Even me. And I'm the fucking king of the crop... Ow! Stop hitting me, woman!"

Gianna leaned against the armrest while Luca held a strawberry out to her with a fork. She turned her head away stubbornly instead of eating it, so Luca leaned closer and whispered something to her. Instantly, Gianna blushed and finally took a bite. The mafia members from the various families were all professionally trained, so they quickly looked away. Still, I could hear their whispers drifting into my ears. “I heard long ago that Don Luca got engaged to Miss Isabella years ago. I didn’t expect them to be so loving.” “Right?! Did you see that? He fed Miss Isabella with his own hands. Don Luca!”

Logan’s POV Beatrice’s eyes flitted from the phone in my hand to my eyes. The color drained from her cheeks. “Giulia?” I said, seething and unable to control the anger bubbling up inside of me. “She’s the mystery supplier? I’m selling wine stolen from Luigi?” She shook her head. “Not exactly,” she said. “Giulia’s family has a mortgage on Luigi’s family’s winery in Italy. So technically, the wine isn’t stolen, since they hold the mortgage.”

Lila. An hour later we both walked out of the hospital for the surgery date for Kyle. Jake ’s cellphone rang. " Luca.” He paused for a moment. “Yes. Go ahead and put me down for one hundred thousand.” He paused again, and I could hear a man’s excited chatter on the other end. “Not at all. It’s a worthy cause. Thank you. You too.” He ended the call and put his phone back in his suit pocket. “Was that for a charity?” I asked, feeling something soften inside of me., how many charities did he support.