Luca Idv Novels & Stories

Do you think you can be there? —I promise you that I will be there, I am not going to let you down, I will also be the godmother, I will help you make your day more than perfect. Has Saúl already chosen the godfather? —Yes, yes best friend, he is an incredible man, I hope you can get along when you meet. — Luciana twisted her lips when she heard the tone of her friend, she was always matching her with someone. —We'll see, I'll leave you now, since today there will be new investors in the company. So I have to be on time for the meeting.

William groans inwardly, “I’m not saying you are. It’s just that you have eerie dreams about nameless girls. It's like visions about something and now you talk about an island which doesn’t exist on the map.” “But I’m telling the truth. There is a place called LUAHU and I am going to North Carolina to confirm it that she is there whether you two are going or not.” I said firmly meaning it for the nth time. They didn’t answer me. “If I woke up from a coma then that could mean she is in a coma too. I’m going to find America.” I add. “But what if she doesn’t remember you?” Liv asks something that would break my heart even without starting anything yet because of the inevitable that she wouldn’t

Luca let out a quiet breath and pulled her closer, tucking her under his chin, holding her against his chest. Like he didn’t want to let go. “When I woke up the next morning, I thought I had died… that I was in heaven,” Luca said quietly. “But I wasn’t. It was his house. His room.” He let out a small breath. “And there he was—Luciano Mancini—arguing with his mother.” Lucy listened, completely still. “He was… what, fifteen?” Luca went on. “And he was fighting for me. His mother kept saying a weak boy like me was useless… that I had no place there.”

She marched over and slid into the seat across from him. “Go straight to the point,” she said coldly, not bothering with pleasantries. The man leaned forward, keeping his voice low. “His name is Luca Ventresca. Top of his class in cyber security. Studied in Milan, later got advanced training in the U.S. Known for taking high-risk freelance work, but keeps a low profile. I found old forum posts under a few aliases—” “I know all that,” Isabella snapped, cutting him off. “I didn’t come here for a résumé. Does he have any connection to Natalie De Luca?”

Lloyd said he was going to begin at 12am, so how is Luca unable to hold on any longer after just three and a half hours? “You should change your name and not call yourself Luca any longer seeing how big of a sissy you are… I know, you should call yourself Lussy from now on! Sounds pretty cute too, how about it?” Javier’s mock almost instantly sent Luca bursting into tears. “Javier, I really didn’t think that Lloyd would be this bad. I’ve already made connections with my dad and that he will immediately defend me with Easton Group’s funds should Lloyd decide to snipe me financially.

Ivana ignored my comment, "Svetlana, do you have any idea what Luca will do to you when he discovers this? He will make you wish you were dead! You think Kozlovsky’s are bad, you haven't seen Luca yet!" Ivana pursed her lips and then shook her head, "The man is more than he appears. He has shadows and demons of his own. He rules 85% of the in land and off shore mafia in the continent. Bratva other branches, Cosa Nostra, Yakuza you name it and he has submissive alliance everywhere. Where are you planning to run? To Mars?"

“Who is this?” “Ivan,” I said simply. “We need to talk.” There was a beat of silence, then he scoffed, “Is this a prank call? Who the fuck is Ivan?” “I don’t have the time for silly jokes, Luca.” “Of course, why the hell wouldn’t I?” “Okay, Ivan, what do you want?” He asked in a flat tone. “Camila.” Luca let out a short laugh. “Yeah. Sure. And I want a yacht. Try again.”

"You'd spend your whole life caring for an invalid, watching your youth shrivel up while you play nurse to a man who can't even fuck you. You deserve to be fucked, to be filled with cum and made to cum. That beautiful body of yours is begging for a man's cock, a man's load inside you. Why waste it?" The ceramic felt heavy in my trembling hand. The drug was making it harder to think clearly, to remember why I was fighting so hard. "I have a proposition," Luca continued, moving slightly closer despite my warning. "I know you think I'm just some predator, but you're wrong. I've been watching you for months, admiring your strength, your loyalty, your beauty. You deserve so much more than the lif

"The funeral was closed." "There was no body." "I questioned it at the time..." "But Richard convinced himself Gabriel was gone." Dr. Grant frowned. "Or perhaps..." "...someone wanted Richard to believe that." The room fell silent once more. --- Luca immediately opened his laptop. "Give me a minute." His fingers raced across the keyboard. "Searching government records..." "Medical licenses..." "Immigration..." "Death certificates..." One by one... Results appeared. Then disappeared. "That's strange." "What?" Adrian asked.

Puny little Olivia won, and she looked quite smug about it. Luca hadn't failed to remind me every minute after that that his secretary or whatever the hell she was had whooped my ass in a contest. I had felt mortified. After all my big talk on how Olivia couldn’t possibly train me, you had been embarrassed in the most undignified way possible. Passed out, with my face on the ground, swollen and achy and painful as hell. Luca hasn't spared me ever since. He claimed that he wasn't ready to waste all the money he had spent trying to find me. If I died before I could get rid of Hell, or at least uncover his identity, Luca would be at a great loss.