Luca Kaneshiro Real Face นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I sighed and snapped toward the bathroom door, expecting him to be done by now. “Luca, you’re taking too long,” I said before marching toward the door and banging it. He ripped the door open and what I saw was a horrendous sight, he looked like Kael who had stopped downloading at half a percentage. For some reason, he was mismatched and not fully like Kael, but if you stared long and hard enough, one would see the traces of Kael. “What the actual fuck, Luca? What the hell is this?” I ask, totally confused and outrightly disgust.

Bummer, why can't I think like a normal functioning human as soon as a cute guy comes near ? "Tell me about it". He laughs softly. "I am Luca by the way". "Soleil". I mumble, casting a glance at him. He is really tall and kind of blocks my whole view. I kind of jump when his soft warm voice sounds again. "I just started here. Too bad having to catch up on a totally different pensum, but I guess I have to make it work".

Kissa bit her lower lip after giving her the answer. Luna Savina’s face paled when she finally heard the truth from Kissa. At first, she had her doubts about her words, but when she heard her answer, it actually made sense. “Luna, are you okay?” Raven only spoke when she saw the change in Luna Savina’s face.

He bowed his head and smiled at Rosalind and Kathy. “Nice to meet you, madam. I’m Luca Russo. Please call me Luca.” Rosalind smiled and nodded. “Nice to meet you too, Luca. I’m Rosalind Miller. You can call me Rosalind.” Luca shook his head. “I can’t do that because you are my boss’s fiancee.” “I’m not his fiancee yet,” Rosalind protested. “You will be soon.” Luca grinned until his eyes shaped a crescent. “I know my boss well enough, Miss Miller.”

"What?" "Luca Giovanni has a son." He continues. "His name is Leo Giovanni. He's a famous Italian model and Vanessa has even worked with him on a couple of shoots. Thanks to daddy, he has worked with the most famous designers in the world and is a famous face on the runway." I think I know where Nate is heading with this story...

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 explained. "You rascal," Rio teased. "As if you didn't want to go." "Of course I did," Luca chuckled, a glimmer of happiness in his voice. However, as the weight of recent events pressed upon him, his tone shifted. "Something happened earlier, Rio," he confessed, his voice steady. "What is it?" "I saw her," Luca revealed, his words heavy with uncertainty. "Who?" Rio's impatience grew palpable. "I'm not entirely sure, Rio," Luca replied, running his fingers through his hair in frustration. "...But... but she looked exactly like Celine."

If I wanted answers—real answers—I’d have to get close to Luca. Luca Del Vecchio. His name had been whispered in every corner of this city—the billionaire who threw extravagant charity galas by day and ran the city’s underworld by night. No one said it outright, of course. You didn’t accuse Luca of anything if you wanted to live to see the sunrise.

I leaned closer. “ As much as you wanna threaten me right now, now isn't a good time unless you're cool with getting into an accident,” he said it too calmly which was creepy. Now that I think about it, I haven't seen Luca with many expressions. He was mostly calm and his expressions were neutral. He smiled only when necessary and I don't think any have been genuine honestly. He was like a robot - no emotions. “ I don't get it,” I muttered, settling comfortably in my seat once more.

His hair perfectly styled, his clothes clean and wrinkle free. “How you doing?” Alissa shifted on the sofa waiting for a response. “I feel well, Alissa, thank you,” his voice back to it's measured, well spoken tone. “You don't have to talk like that in front of me, I accept you for you.” Alissa leant slightly forward. She wanted the real Luca, she realised now that his thoughtful and measured voice was all for show. He smiled and dropped his shoulders a little, “I need to keep a bit of this persona going, otherwise I wouldn't be Alpha.” He smiled, his tone was more natural.