Luca Hollestelle Romane & Geschichten

My throat dries. Lucien moves between the desks now, eyes shifting, taking stock. “You’ll notice the powerless often see the clearest. They learn how to read the room. How to survive. Sometimes they bend power without anyone noticing—until it’s too late.” He passes my row. Doesn’t stop. Doesn’t look. Returns to the board. “This,” he continues, tapping the board once, “is a list of lovers.” He writes four names in quick succession: Damon Salvatore. Edward Cullen.

No enemy drones. Just silence. Her fingers gripped the Codex tighter. Then— A shimmer. The air rippled like a heat mirage. From the fog stepped Luca. Clad in a black suit. Pale. Calm. No entourage. No visible weapons. Just a single device in his gloved hand. “I accept your challenge,” he said. She didn’t blink. “We end this. No more secrets.” He smiled. “There’s *one* more secret left.” And with a flick of his wrist…………………………………………………

"Hello Mrs. Hudson, I'm Luca Alistair. I'm Leo's friend and also a detective. Can I ask you a few questions about your husband, Mr. Tai Hudson?" She nods, giving him the signal. Luca took out a voice recorder, notebook, and a pen. He starts, "Hello, Mrs. Hudson. I'm Luca Alistair, a detective who's going to investigate the case of your husband. Our conversation will record for data purposes. Do you give your full consent to this?"

the assistant asked politely as they exited the parking lot's elevator. "I'm gonna drive," he answered and Barnald automatically gave him the key. His assistant sitted at the backseat while Luca sitted in the driver's. It's their set up every time they visit a location that isn't connected to or owned by the Underground Society. Luca is just keeping the true identity of Mr. Lust, the famous owner of Casa de Lujuria, hidden from the public. This is also a method of the Underground Society to keep their members out of trouble.

Doria, Nikolas's lover, was the only one who seemed to be struggling to hide her dislike for me. In the room, it was like I didn't exist anymore to Nikolas. His undiluted attention was focused on his mother. So were most of his cutting remarks. If I didn't know better. I would never believe the duo were a mother and son. I knew Nikolas was rather infamous for his ruthlessness in business world. Not to mention that my sister had suffered from that foul attitude, but I believed it was nothing compared to his nastiness towards his mother. I would have actually felt some semblance of pity for Lilika Sica if the woman wasn't such a spitfire herself. She had the perfect clap back for every of Niko

Axel went to stand by the window silently, while Mia remained by my side. “Now, I don't have a hide anymore, right Lukas?” She looked up at me, waiting for an answer but I was too distracted. “Are you okay?” “That was too easy. Elder Zaccheaus wouldn't agree with anything so easily. That old coot is up to something. You have to be careful” I caressed her cheek ignoring the displeasure on Axel's face. “If it gets too heated during the battle and you can't take it anymore, run”

Fiona couldn’t calm down. For some reason, she felt that seeing Luca again was not a coincidence and it was making her nervous. She opened her computer and started searching everything about Luca Han. The man actually went to London to study—which explained his accent. He also went to Harvard to finish his degree. He could speak and read five languages, including Mandarin, Cantonese, Japanese, French and English. And it was said that he was fluent in all of the languages. He got his doctorate in Materials Science & Mechanical Engineering at the age of twenty-four and even won international awards because of his thesis. It was noted that he was a genius.

Luca brought the stop at the side of the road, opposite the underground parking lot they had used the previous time. He brought out a 9mm from the glove compartment and raised his brows to her, "Will you protect yourself with this?" Linda scoffed and unlocked the door, "I'm natural, CEO Luca. Keep the human toy" He shook his head and laughed, "You never change" Luca strafed outside the window and voiced out, "This might take longer than expected. Be patient, just like the stalkers" She nodded and said, "Are you going to kill them?"

I leaned closer, my curiosity piqued. Luca Draven. He hadn’t made much noise since the trials began. Quiet, observant… like he was waiting for something. But now, there he was, his hand gripping a rogue by the throat. The creature snarled and twisted, claws slashing, but Luca didn’t even flinch. He slammed it down with such force the ground cracked beneath it. Then, with a small tilt of his head, he crushed its skull into the dirt. The crystal dimmed briefly, reacting to the spike in power.

"Enter." The door opened and closed with the quiet precision of a tomb sealing shut. Luca stepped into the pool of dim amber light. He was one of my oldest pieces on the board. He didn’t survive thirty years in the Cavalli organization by being a conversationalist; he survived by being a ghost who could kill with a whisper. “We have confirmation,” Luca said, his voice a low, gravelly hum. I finally turned. My gaze was sharp, cutting through the shadows. “Speak.”