Luca And Alberto Ship Novels & Stories

Matteo nodded once. “Yes, he does.” He answered. “That’s why it makes him dangerous. Looked at what happened when Althea got hurt.” Silence stretched tightly and Aurelio watched the exchange carefully now. Beneath the conversation, something invisible moved between the brothers. Old resentment perhaps. Old rivalry. Luca finally looked away first. “He’ll still lose.” He said firmly. Matteo remained quiet for several seconds. “Unless he reaches the Axis Core first.” He said softly. The room stilled completely and Luca’s eyes darkened immediately.

“And what were you just doing?” “Fighting one, sir!” Humbert said, looking straight ahead. “Not only did you disobey me, but you also lost,” Captain Luca said, smiling slightly. “Yes, sir!” “At ease,” said Luca, and all the men visibly relaxed. “Save your energy for tomorrow, men. We leave tonight.” “What? Where are you going?” Scarlett blurted out. Luca’s eyes shifted from Humbert to her. “Miss, those are private matters of the Golden Company. I am sure your friends are looking for you. Why don’t you go find them?”

Both Luca and I blinked in surprise. “You’re up?” Luca asked. “I’m fine boss,” Alex said quickly. “Emilio just confirmed to me that the shipments there and it’s our shipment. Complete.” Luca narrowed his eyes. “You sure?” Alex nodded. “Positive.” Luca pulled out his phone. Then he called someone. I felt it was just one of his men or the Emilio Alex just mentioned, but no, it was him. Alejandro. “Gracias por el envío,” Luca had said smoothly, I believe he was thanking Alejandro for something.

He arrived at one of the Milano family's private club rooms, hands wringing, forehead damp. "Ma'am—you—you needed—" "I need you to move a shipment," I said. "On Renato's boats. No paperwork." Luca nearly slid out of his chair. "Ma'am! That breaks every rule! If the Don finds out, he'll kill me!" "What's the difference? He'd kill you eventually anyway." I opened the tablet on the table beside me and turned it to face him. A dozen encrypted cargo manifests. Email chains between Luca and several South American contacts.

Chapter nine Dante “Again?!” I barked, slamming my hands on the table. Luca was seated on the sofa, right in front of me. The worry on his face mirrored mine. “Who do you think did it, this time? Alexandro?” He asked, running his hands through his hair. “He can't be stupid enough to try it.” I shook my head. “We can't tell. No one expected him to sink it, the first time.” Luca argued. “But-” I turned my head slowly towards him. “The ship was top secret. How did he find out?”

He looked to Alvaro, "You." "But boss— Miguel raised a finger in silence. Alvaro's face scrunched up, and with a small mumble, the dots disappeared. Satisfied, he turned back to Luca. "Now you." Reluctantly, Luca did as instructed. "I didn't come here for this." His eyes drifted to me. "I have far more important things to discuss, so let's get this over with. Are you saying it wasn't the Italian mafia that stole my shipment?"

Rafe nods, his face betraying his clear regret at making Ben feel left out. “I’m off too,” Luca says with a sigh, and I gasp, spinning towards him. “What!?” He sighs as he lays the sheet out on the table in front of us, tapping his name where it’s listed on… My eyes go wide as I see the name of Luca’s captains at the top of the sheet. Redman Blythe, whom I don’t know, and… “Alan Wright?” I breathe, staring first at Luca and then over at my brother and Jacks. “He’s a captain!?”

Forgetting our earlier argument, we started our journey together on the ship. _____ " Thanks for joining us, Alpha Don." The Alpha of the Northern pack nervously looked up at me with a smirk. Alpha Luca was a man of the criminal brain. He knew dirty politics and I wondered the reason behind this new decision. I crossed my legs leisurely, looking deep into his eyes, " The pleasure is all mine and welcome to my bar."

The team Marco had assembled was already in position, weapons primed. Luca crouched beside Emilia, his voice low. “You stay close to me. No heroics.” She gave him a dry look. “I’m not the one who jumps into gunfights for fun.” His lips twitched. “Just don’t get yourself killed.” Marco’s voice crackled through the earpiece. “Positions set. We move on your mark.” Luca exhaled slowly, eyes locked on the approaching shipment. Trucks rumbled down the pier, their cargo heavily guarded. The Vitales thought they were untouchable.

Alejandro informed her, his thoughts coming back to the reason why he had come here. Maria's eyes widened, "W-Why are you just informing me?" She questions trying to get off the table. Alejandro takes a step back tucking his cock back into his pants and zipping his fliers off, "I wasn't the one who didn't allow the other to speak," Alejandro reminded her. "Luca is dead," Alejandro continued. Maria's eyes widened in shock, "What? What do you mean Luca is dead? What happened? How did this happen?"