Luca Ercole Novels & Stories

The next afternoon, Vito DeLuca called me himself. “Evelyn.” He had never needed to say more than my name for a room to go still. That day there was fatigue under the command. “What Adrian did was wrong,” he said. I said nothing. He continued, “Noah is still a child. You’re alone in a foreign city. If you come back, I’ll make sure Bianca never stands in front of you again. Adrian will turn over the foundation and the family office. Whatever needs to be fixed, I will fix it.”

34 years old Luca Moretti, is the Santoro crime family’s most feared enforcer, he was tall, heavily muscled, covered in tattoos, with cold dark eyes and a reputation for making problems disappear quietly. He’s violent, dominant, and loyal only to the family. When a high-stakes witness threatens to bring down their empire, Luca is assigned to babysit the witness in a remote safehouse until the trial.

“Do something serious to Lorenzo’s Omega so he’ll leave the meeting with the King.” His Patriarch had ordered it, and that was exactly what he did with the help of his mysterious ally. Luca even earned praise, like a good dog, for carrying out the task. “Do something definitive to ruin his Omega, make him lose control, and force a confrontation with the King. I want to see just how important that woman is to him...” More orders came in, and Luca set himself to sacrificing his most valuable card for nothing but promises. His main idea had been to create a huge scandal using Marcella’s jealousy, but when Victoria shoved her into his hands, it was as if something evil whispered in his ear.

Elora’s voice was muffled against my hair. “I won’t. I promise.” She pulled back, wiping at her eyes with the heel of her hand. “You’re still on probation.” But she was smiling when she said it. Small and tentative, but real. I handed her phone back. “So… are we okay?” “We’re getting there.” Elora took it, scrolling for a second before her expression shifted into something lighter. “Speaking of things you missed while you were being an idiot…” “What?” “There’s this guy.” She bit her lip, trying to suppress a grin. “Italian. Engineering department. His name is Luca.”

“Congratulations babe! You are amazing!” “Thanks.” I said in a non-committal tone. I did not see the need to be excited since we don’t know what the outcome of this whole fiasco will be. After what happened to the Jones family, I know that Lucien is not an easy opponent and he might even be more ruthless. He is only showing us the tip of the iceberg. “I have already booked a hotel to celebrate with close friends, make sure that you show up and don’t be late.” Elisa said. I was tired and all I needed now was time to cool off but I did not reject her directly.

But no amount of wishful thinking was going to bring her back. Luca was no stranger to death; he had become a soldier at thirteen and captain of the Golden Company at seventeen. He sat with many a soldier until they gave their last breaths. But Edda was her aunt, and the closest relative he had. Even if they had grown distant throughout the years—she being too busy ruling the kingdom and him with his soldiers—she was family, nevertheless.

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

Lucas chuckled nervously as the blonde girl kept smirking at him, he kept trying to pull Roman by the arm out of the room Roman’s eyes caught the blonde girl and they widened, “You” he finally said and Lucas paused, the blonde girl’s eye brows furrowed in confusion “what happened to me?” she folded her arms “You- you look very familiar” he added “No she doesn’t and you don’t know her, sorry for the embarrassment. We’d be going out now” Lucas used his werewolf strength to drag Roman out and yanked his hand off his arm when they were finally out, almost causing Roman to fall

"Silas? I thought Luca was the last one." "Luca has a brother," Marcus said. "An older brother. He was in prison overseas. He just got out." I looked at the closed bedroom door. Julian had burned the warehouse. He had beaten Luca. But the Vencetti family was like a hydra. Cut off one head, and another grows. "Silas Vencetti," I repeated. "What is he known for?" Marcus looked uneasy. "They call him The Butcher."

“Please, Aurora. I’m sorry. Don’t kill me. I didn’t mean it! I didn’t mean to hurt Liam. Please!” I stared down at her, disgust flooding every cell in my body. “I’m not going to kill you,” I said, ice in every word. “You’re not even worth the effort.” For a second, hope flickered in her teary gaze — until I straightened, turned to the entire room, and delivered her fate. “I am Mrs Matteo Rocco,” I said, my voice slicing through making sure it sank into that thick skull of hers. “Wife to the mafia lord, Matteo Rocco. And I promise you, Sofia… you’re going to pay for messing with my family.”