Luca And Alberto Ship 소설 & 이야기

Alberto sat beside Lucia; he handed a bottle of mineral water to the pregnant woman. Lucia nodded. "Soon, you will meet Sean; slowly, you will forget about the orphanage where you are," said Alberto. "I can't forget it until I die, sir. The orphanage is a witness to me starting life as a baby," said Lucia. Alberto smiled. "You are lucky, girl, Lucia. You can get Sean even in an unnatural way." Lucia fell silent; Alberto's sentence sounded ambiguous in her ear. He answered when he heard a voice telling them to get on the plane.

“Send me everything.” “I already did.” She hung up and stared at the phone. Her name. Her access. Tied to the one family Luca had been planning to destroy for months. If this got out, it wouldn’t just break the fragile peace between them. It could break them. Forever. ⸻ Luca stood in the middle of the dock warehouse, watching the crates being loaded into one of their trucks. Matteo stood beside him, arms crossed. “That’s the last of it,” Matteo said. “We’re clean. No tails, no leaks.”

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.

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.

The words were quiet. But they struck harder than they should have. I folded the towel and placed it on the chair. "Get some rest." Without waiting for her reply, I walked out. Distance. I needed distance. Because every day around Alina was becoming more dangerous than the last. The next morning... The rumors had already begun. They spread through the pack like wildfire. "I heard Luna Alina spent the night alone with Alpha Marcus." "They were laughing together at the inn." "Didn't he offer to make her his Luna?"

she apologized. "So, tell me, spill it out! You fool!" I instructed, yelling at her. "My lady, Alpha Luca, is going to search for Mira. I overheard them discussing it. I also overheard them deciding on how to make a peace agreement with the Wolfshade pack," she explained. "That will only happen if I'm dead!" I exclaimed, rejecting the idea. I felt a deep sadness upon hearing this information. It just goes to show that Luca doesn't value me or care about my life, even after threatening to take my own life if he goes in search of Mira.

“She’s not had an easy life. Let’s just let her be. After all, she will be your Luna.” “Yeah, I know. It won’t happen again. We’ll leave her memories alone,” I promise. As I slide to my feet, Lilith’s words sweep into my mind. The emotions hit harder than when she was here. I fix the chair where I pulled it out from, my back to him when I ask, “Do you believe me when I say the fire was an accident?”

he rubbed his chin before he looked at me. “Did you see the rogue who attacked you?” “No, it happened so fast.” “I will find him,” he said coldly. “What will you do to him?” His smile turned malicious as he cocked his head, “I will rip his heart off.” I flinched but I nodded. His eyes softened and he gave me that small smile, “I haven’t Introduced myself yet, I am Alpha Arthur of the midnight pack.” “I am Bella, formerly from the Black claw pack.”

He was wrecked by terror of what was next—as should have been. “Luca blew off your shipment. He gave us the order, and we attached explosives throughout the ship and escaped through an emergency route.” His tongue dotted with blood as he talked. “Where is he?” “He has a private house in Rome.” He gave the full location. He knew the chances of him leaving that room were albeit slim. He said the truth because he could have died after all. He fought against his restraints, and the chair fell alongside him to the ground. Matteo raised the chair up.

The yard was a labyrinth of shadows, every creak and rustle putting their nerves on edge. Luca’s voice crackled softly over the comms. “I’m picking up chatter on an encrypted frequency. Sounds like they’re expecting a delivery.” “Can you pinpoint where?” Elena asked. “Dock twelve,” Luca replied. “It’s on the far side.” Elena signaled to the others, and they regrouped near the designated dock. A large cargo ship was moored there, its deck bustling with activity. Hawthorne’s men moved crates onto waiting trucks, their movements precise and coordinated.