Luca Kaneshiro Real Face Novels & Stories

“You think he’ll give it.” Kai’s jaw tightens. “I don’t know.” They walk up the steps. Before Kai can knock, the door opens. Luca Reyes stands there in sweatpants and a hoodie, hair messy, eyes sharp like he hasn’t slept. The room behind him is lit with a harsh desk lamp. Kai can smell coffee from the doorway. Luca’s gaze locks on Kai’s face. He does not look surprised. Like he expected this. “Tanaka,” Luca says. Kai’s throat tightens at how calmly Luca says his name. Like he owns it. Like he can shape it.

Giovanni said as he and Belinda got up from their seats to welcome the guest. Both Kaira and Enzo exchanged puzzled stares as soon as they heard the name said by her father, their minds already churning with open-ended questions. How many Lucases exist in the entire world? In an effort to get a better glimpse of the man, Kaira looked straight at him and tried to sneak a peek at him. She can't see him clearly simply because he is sporting dark glasses and has a long white beard. The image of Luca Hendrix that had been given to them was not at all similar to this one, but it is nevertheless acceptable to still have faith in the idea that the man and the target of their mission are one and the

His eyes express the thoughts running through his mind; unholy thoughts. I don’t avert my gaze, I intend to intimidate him. I know him. His name is Luca Zhang. Millionaire at twenty-seven. He's a film producer and is known for his work in biographical and period films. He is the recipient of numerous accolades, which has made him the arrogant prick that he is. For as long as I can remember, Luca has been trying to get inbetween my legs. That's what he's known for; the womanizer. And he’s definitely one of the people I do not like.

“Wait. You’re smiling.” “Am I?” I tilted my head and deadpanned, “Might be gas.” “No. You’re definitely smiling.” Luca pointed at me like I’d just revealed I was Santa Claus. “That’s a real smile. You never smile like that.” “You’re being dramatic.” “You’re never in the news for anything but mergers and gala speeches. And now you’re on the front page with a woman—and not just any woman, a complete mystery. No one knows who she is. The internet is losing its mind.”

She added. It was my turn to scrunch my face. “And the green eyes, those aren't contacts?” She rolled her eyes, like what I said didn't make any sense. “Why would I need contacts?” Rude! “So apparently, this isn't my past or future… then what is it?” I mumbled, more to myself. She didn't respond. Instead, this version of Luca did. He nodded towards Lira. “Who's the little one?” He said curtly.

With a red face and watering eyes Luca finally spoke with a strained voice. “You don’t think she will be there, do you?” Fear overwhelming his features. You could tell exactly what Luca was feeling just by the look on his face. I laughed. “Man, I don’t even know where we are going. I was just messing with you, though I noticed you checking out her oversized hoop nose ring.” I continued to tease. “Dude, shut the fuck up. I can’t get the image of her pierced nipples out of my head!” Luca ran his hands down his face.

The light shone on his face, revealing my savior. Luca Marino. “You wear this attire out and expect no one to look at you?” He chimed in. I rolled my eyes swiftly. “Why are you so mean all times? You hate me so much, don’t you?” I muttered, still drunk. “Let’s go, Energia. You need to rest.” Luca suggested. He was as mysterious as ever. “Nah, I’m not leaving my homegirl, Calily. I love her so much!” I yelled. He looked insanely gorgeous with his two faces.

He turned to Asher and extended a hand. “Hi,” he said, lips quirking into a smile. “I’m Luca.” Asher arched a brow. “Oh? First time here?” “Sort of,” Luca replied. “I’ve been before, but that guy was a lying closeted mess. You’re meeting the updated version. Less internalized trauma, better hair.” Asher laughed as he took his hand. “Kieran. I work in security. I have trust issues and a tragic backstory, but I’ve recently started therapy.”

He's looking directly at me for one short second before turning to Millie when she starts talking again. Instead of the usual casual wear of jeans and t-shirt that I normally see him don, or if we were to be honest nowadays I see him more in his underwear or the lack of it, well, today he definitely looked different in that charcoal grey suit, radiating the aura of a leader. So his name is Luca? L.L.S. Luca Sinclair. He's not a millionaire as I imagined before? He actually works? Not inherit money or has a trust fund, coming from a wealthy, influenced family?

Like he promised Emma, Luca toned down his dressing to jeans and a t-shirt. He wore a duplicate mustache, which made Emma laugh until her stomach hurts. "You look ridiculous" Emma pointed out after she stopped laughing long enough to tell him that. Luca turned his head towards her and shook his head. They are walking down the stairs in Liquid tonic, to go to the carnival. "Really?" he asked with an amused expression. Hiding his true face is what Luca does best. No one apart from a few trusted members in Liquid Tonic only knows, how he looked. Even Tasha saw his face, but she did not know he is Luca Vitiello.