Luca Inquisitormaster Novels & Stories

If anyone had seen anything unusual, it would be them. I reached the main hall and rounded the corner when I saw him—Luca. Luca was one of Damian's highest-ranking men, second only to Matteo. He was smart, intuitive, and loyal to a fault. If something didn't smell right, he would know. He was leaning against the doorframe of his room, a cigarette between his fingers, his dark eyes watching me as I approached him. "You look like a woman on a mission," he spoke quietly. I stopped in front of him. "I need answers, Luca."

Luca's eyes met Xavier’s, and for a long moment, neither of them moved. "Who is it?" Xavier asked again, his voice low but intense. I felt the tension in the room. Luca wasn’t looking at us. His eyes were focused somewhere else, avoiding the question. Then he finally spoke. "It's your father," Luca said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. "It was Elder Shaw who met me in the tunnels and led me through the next steps of the mission." I swallowed hard, my mind racing. I could see Xavier’s hand fall from the glass. His face went still, like he hadn’t heard it right. But I could see the weight of the truth hitting him. It was too much.

I tore open the bag and spread the food across the ground. Laura bent forward, swaying her hips as she crawled to the scattered food. Her movements were exaggerated, and her joy seemed almost genuine. The whole scene made my blood rush hot. I had heard of girls with… unconventional tastes, but I never thought I'd see something straight out of an adult film unfold before my eyes. "Master, I want more…" Her voice dripped with a pleading tone that made me question everything. Why was she doing this? "Fine. Finish eating first. Then we'll talk."

“What did he do to you?’ I shook my head, feeling dizzy, unable to say a word. His aura turned dark. His jaw tightened and so did his grip on me. The door opened and the seer stepped out. “What did you do to her?” “I only followed the right procedure. Forgive me if I had hurt you, Luna” “Did you find out who the witch is?” Lukas asked. The seer's gaze lingered on me for a few seconds. I tensed up. “No. Alpha Lukas. I checked all of them and none of them is one. It seems my vision was wrong” he bowed deeply in apology. “So it was a false alarm? I ought to put you in jail for this, but I'll forgive you just this once”

Luca stood silently before the large map in Don Lorenzo's study. His eyes remained fixed on the location of the old safe house. For nearly a full minute, no one spoke. Captain Dominic simply watched him. Waiting. Thinking the discussion had ended. Then suddenly, Luca reached for the pistol lying on the desk and tucked it beneath his jacket. "I'm going." Dominic frowned. "Going where?" Luca looked at him as though the answer was obvious. "To the safe house." Dominic's expression immediately darkened.

ISABELLA The encrypted drive we took from Marcus's penthouse is a digital autopsy. I spend the entire next day sitting in the harsh, light of the surveillance suite, dissecting the rotting corpse of my marriage line by line. I work directly alongside Mara Chen. Luca’s intelligence chief is a machine wrapped in a dark cashmere turtleneck—brilliant, devastatingly efficient, and giving absolutely nothing away. Her fingers fly across her mechanical keyboard, pulling back the layers of Marcus's carefully constructed financial illusions.