Luca Balsa Idv Novels & Stories

Or was it love, warped beyond recognition? The man he once wanted to protect, he now wanted to possess. Entirely. Brutally. Completely. But he’d underestimated Luca’s will. And that mistake might cost him everything. Suddenly, one of the monitors blinked. Luca had returned to the apartment. But he didn’t look shaken anymore. He looked… still. Focused. He was searching something—on an old laptop, low-tech, hard to trace. Dante zoomed in through the long-range lens. He saw the name typed on the screen:

“That was your mistake. You have ten seconds to tell me who you are and what you want with Elena.” “Ten seconds? You’re not in a position to bargain,” the man said simply. “We have your sister’s lawyer. We have her business plans, her banking records, and her entire company portfolio. We only want two things: the remaining Aurelia Trust funds, and Elias Vance.” Ethan’s eyes flickered at the name. Luca didn’t move. “Elias Vance is a history lecturer at the University of Geneva,” Luca said smoothly. “He has no connection to the Trust.”

The rain poured heavily over Rio de Janeiro, drumming against the windows of the penthouse apartment in Ipanema as if trying to wash away years of secrets. Luka sat on the black leather sofa, his laptop open on the coffee table, but the screen had been dark for nearly forty minutes. He held a glass of single malt whiskey, the ice long since melted. At thirty-eight, Luka Silva — or rather, the man who had carried many false names throughout his life — knew he had reached his limit.

I always saw Ivan as a saint who couldn’t hurt a fly, but the moment the base was set, my mindset changed. Had Luca been right about him in the first place, or was I overthinking this? I wanted to believe in him, but thinking about the events that happened in the last months, I might have judged Luca. He had every right to do shits to me, but he never did. Why would he suddenly act now? Everything leads back to Ivan's appearance in my life.

As the footsteps drew closer, a voice spoke out of the darkness, "It's been a long time, Ivan." Ivan's eyes widened in shock as he gasped, "Luca?" The figure stepped into the moonlight, revealing the chiseled features of Luca Lombardi. A sly smile spread across his face as he landed a sudden, sharp slap on Ivan's cheek. "How's my daughter doing?" he asked, his voice dripping with an unsettling intensity. Ivan's face paled, and he gulped, his fear evident. He was frozen in place, his mind racing with thoughts of what Luca might do next.

Luca’s eyes track the message. His expression sours. “Boss,” he says slowly. “We’ve got a problem.” “Define ‘problem,’” Dante says. “Two separate watchers near her building,” Luca says. “One confirmed as Alvarez’s man. The other…no ID yet. Different car. Different pattern. Too patient.” Dante doesn’t have to ask who that likely belongs to. His hand curls into a fist on the table, knuckles whitening, a faint tremor betraying what his face will not. Fear and fury twist together in his gut.

“We’ve been thinking about something.” Julian’s hand rested on Luca’s shoulder from behind. “Your role. The power imbalance; it’s not fair to you. Not anymore.” Luca glanced in the mirror, brow furrowed. “What do you mean?” “We’re promoting you,” Alexander said simply. “Officially. Executive Liaison for the Voss Foundation. You’ll manage our charity initiatives, partnerships, events. Real work. Real impact. And a salary that reflects it.” Luca’s grip tightened on the wheel. “But… I’m not qualified. I didn’t go to university like you two. I’m just….”

he said quietly, his voice rough. “No.” Isadora straightened her spine. “I’m telling you I’m not wasting it.” The room went still, the fire snapping in the hearth the only sound between them. Finally, Luca exhaled, long and heavy. He turned his gaze away, his hand dragging across his jaw. First Emilia, now Isadora. His uncle and Dimitri wanted to pull him apart piece by piece, and he feared they just might succeed.

Ivan bargained. Nothing is free in their world. Luca saved Ivan's girlfriend once, so Ivan helped Luca to save Emma once. And that is that. Now Ivan wants something else and he cannot do it alone. He wants Luca's help and in exchange, he would act as his spy against his brother. Luca know what Ivan would ask in exchange for the information he is about to give. It's useful to him, so he agreed. "Okay. We have a deal. Be my spy and tell me about every move your brother makes. I will help you become the next Boss" Luca promised Ivan.

my eyes landed on the man who’d put me through so much humiliation. What the hell was Luca doing here? “Patriarch Vasiliev.” Lorenzo’s voice came out tight and hard as his hand clenched at my waist and pulled me closer to his body.