Novel & Cerita Luca Kaneshiro Real Face

Matteo's POV "The cake is pretty sweet, but not as sweet as us," Luca said with a grin. The woman off-camera let out a soft laugh, and his eyes crinkled with unguarded happiness. By the time Luca had polished off half the cake, I'd finished choking down a bowl of crappy instant noodles. On screen, his second phone lit up. As he looked at it, his eyes reddened, his features frozen in shock. A few seconds later, in front of more than a hundred thousand viewers, he gasped, his whole body trembling.

“You dated a woman who has twelve million I*******m followers and bone structure designed by divine intervention.” Luca actually laughed this time, warm and genuine.

The intensity was much, and we both came. Luca lay beside me with a broad smile, and I wondered why he was smiling. "Was it that good?" I asked him, and he nodded. "I saw you moaning and pleading in your sleep once, and I had to take a cold shower for it. This morning, I saw the same scene, and I was drawn to you even more than I was then, so instead of taking a cold shower, I went for it, and the electricity was amazing. It took it all to my head." He said, still catching his breath. I laughed a bit, and his phone began to ring. He grumbled and went to get it.

She repeated when he didn’t reply and saw a smirk crawl up the man's face. “ I’m Kai, “ He finally answered. “ The Gamma.” °==========° Hi My lovely Readers, I've three more books on Goodnovel, Alpha's Sexy Seduction Alpha Lucious His Purchased Wife. Do check them out and also please follow me on F*( Elk Entertainment) and i.n.s.t.a(elk_entertainment) Thank you so much, love y'all

God, if my panties weren't wet before they definitely were soaked now. “Next to him then is Alexander Kane DeLuca. Although we tend to call him Alex for short.” introduces Lucus. The man before me holding hazel blue eyes and beautiful brown hair in which he styled more into a mohawk, the sides shaved and the top spiked just slightly. His face too was clean shaven and sporting a deep red button down shirt. A gold Rolex shining against his skin. “Hello Principessa (Princess).” he all but coos to me.

His commitment to protecting me went beyond normal paternal care; it was a life dedicated to shielding me from the threats of both our worlds. Of course, none of the humans knew that I was a werewolf. I was known by all as Alessandro Leonardo De Luca, the handsome bachelor in Forbes up to date. My public persona was meticulously crafted. The humans saw me as a successful entrepreneur, leading De Luca Industries, one of the largest conglomerates in Italy. The media painted me as a business prodigy, a charming and ruthless tycoon who conquered the corporate world with ease.

he asked, his voice eyes tinkling with amusement. "You did," I giggled. "Mmmm. So why are you still doing it?" He asked, his voice teasing. He palmed my ass, giving it a gentle squeeze, and I squealed, both surprised and delighted. Hours had passed since we finished our food, but we were both still awake. Luca was hunched over his laptop, immersed in his work, the screen illuminating his face, while I was using his iPad to continue watching my anime episodes. Luca looked like a very powerful sex symbol with the glasses he had on, no shirt, messy and overgrown wolf cut sitting atop his head, inked skin, low hanging grey prints. So hot. It was hard to concentrate on the show with him sitting r

And then he frowns, glancing back towards the room – towards the Queen inside who looks, I’m very aware, exactly like me. I laugh a little, seeing him put the pieces together and I quickly hope that we have time for a little chat sooner rather than later. “Hi,” Luca says, stepping forward, a little frown on his face as he drops my hand and holds his out to Tony. “I’m Luca Grant. It’s nice to meet you.” “Holy shit,” Tony says, focusing on Luca for the first time and reaching out to shake his hand. “What a morning for meeting celebrities. It’s nice to meet you, man.”

“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.

Natalia's POV: His face was awfully familiar—sharp jawline, strong cheekbones, that same dark, silky hair. So similar, yet, different. He was much younger—around my age. There was concern in his golden green eyes, not cruelty like a certain someone’s bluish-grey ones. He began walking with me in his arms, my own arms wrapped securely around his neck. “I’m Luca,” He said. “I’m sorry about my father, he can be an asshole sometimes.”