Luca And Alberto Fanart Novels & Stories

He instead gestured her towards the documents on the table, his presence aligning beside hers, not over it. “Show us.” Althea, stood up and leaned over the table, both hands braced against the edge as she pulled two sheets forward. Alessandro’s network and Luca’s movement from the night. “At first glance,” she began, her voice steady but low, “they look complete opposites.” Her finger traced a route. “Luca disrupts.” She continued as her finger moved slowly along another line. “While Alessandro stabilizes.” She paused. “But that’s not what’s happening.”

I asked in the mind-link, since the sales guy was walking towards us. Luca’s lip twitched as he accepted the handshake from the sales agent. “Alpha Luca, pleasure to see you again.” After shaking his hand, he turned to me. “Luna Demi…” he offered a bow to me. “Pleasure meeting you. I understand we are needing a cell phone for you?” “That’s correct.” Luca sounded very authoritative and professional. I had to hold back my laugh, so I didn’t embarrass myself. “I have set a few options off to the side. Let me know which design you like best and I’ll get it finished. The computer stuff is done so it will only take me a few minutes to program it.”

“But guess what, you know this mysterious young alpha from the Hart family right?” “You mean alpha Lucien?” “Yes, I don’t know what she did but she managed to hook up with him and now she is shamelessly clinging to him.” “How can she have no shame? But I have heard that, that man Lucien is very powerful and very ruthless. If anyone dares to play tricks on him, they will die without knowing how!”

“Really? All your associates seemed pretty chill.” Luca barks out a laugh from the driver’s seat, further confusing me. “What?” “Chill isn’t a word I’d use to describe Dante’s associates,” Luca explains, one hand leaving the wheel to use air quotes on the word associates. “They’re hostile jerks who are more trouble than they are worth. But around you…” Luca pauses and shakes his head, a grin still playing on his lips. “They’re like puppies.” “That can’t be true,” when Luca doesn’t reply instead opting to snicker behind his hand, I turn to Dante. “Dante?”

Luca stood at the entrance of the room. His broad frame filled the doorway, his arms crossed tightly over his chest, his expression unreadable. But his eyes… oh god, his eyes were burning. I swallowed hard. Lorenzo, who had been mid-laugh, slowly turned and followed my gaze. When he saw Luca, his expression shifted from amusement to pure oh-shit territory. “Alpha,” he said, straightening like a kid caught stealing cookies from the jar. Luca didn’t say a word. He just stared.

Offering. Alexandro closed his eyes. He imagined Lucia. Not in a sexy pose. But in her ordinary state. Lucia reading a book on the sofa, glasses on her nose, hair tied back, no makeup, no expensive clothes. He couldn't do it. He opened his eyes. The posters were still there. Still smiling. Still tempting. Alexandro felt something rise in his throat—not arousal, but nausea. He almost vomited. He went out again. Fabio was still in the hallway. "Ale..."

“And you will not break. Not while I’m still breathing.” The power of his words left me momentarily breathless. My heart raced against my chest, louder than the clash of our weapons. Before I could reply, the door to the yard flew open. Matteo rushed in, looking pale. “He’s made his move.” Nikolai and I turned sharply. “What move?” Nikolai asked. Matteo held out a crumpled flyer, the ink still glistening. The bold letters twisted my stomach: “Arturo De Luca — A New Dawn for Florence.”

“I don’t know. All of them?” “Is that possible?” “Maybe.” “Probably.” The sound of the conversation was fun, undertoning their killing intent. “Hello Luca, Ignat. Have fun, are we?” Albert wiggled his brow. “Is that even a question?” Luca grinned wide under the mask. “Should not be, though.” Ignat clicked his tongue and rubbed his chin. Albert managed a chuckle. “Alright. Sorry.” There could mean one thing if the trio was here. They have subdued all the threats.

Alpha Leonardo fingers brushed my hair. He whiffed. “This is the perfect idea. Sophia will be grateful for that.” His lips pressed against my forehead. Breaking off, he reached for Vogar, lifting and throwing him over his shoulder. Alpha Leonardo’s fingers locked with mine. We stormed out of the warehouse. The sun had already set. The cold breeze lashed my exposed skin as I entered the car, Lucy had left outside. After Alpha Leonardo was able to identify it among others. Alpha Leonardo fixed Vogar in the booth of the car, locking him in.

“Are you sure the Omega’s properly drugged with the experimental Luna Nera? This plan to fuck over that idiot Lorenzo can’t fail, or the Alpha skins us alive.” I froze solid when I heard the conversation between a man and... Luca.