Luca Villain Novels & Stories

“Kama was a good girl. She didn’t deserve what happened to her.” Luca stepped closer to me. “We’ll fix this,” he said with a serious tone. “We’ll help you understand everything. We’ll help her family. We’ll bring the truth out.” I nodded slowly, even though none of it felt real yet. “How can someone kill a girl just because she saw something?” I whispered. “How can someone be that wicked?” “Vivian is full of evil,” Luca said Inside my head, my wolf Ayla spoke suddenly. “I can’t wait for the day she finally falls. Only then will everything return to its place and we will finally get our mate back.”

Luca said nothing. “I worked so hard, you know? Two degrees. I was on the dean’s list. I thought if I did enough, if I became someone he could be proud of—” My throat closed up. “But it was never going to matter. He hated me before I was even born.” My hands started shaking. I buried them in my lap. “Adrien.” His voice was firmer now. I looked up. “I can’t promise he’ll ever see your worth,” Luca said. “But I do. I see you. And I want you to stay alive. Not because of him. Because you’re not done yet.”

This one felt personal. “La Signora,” Luca whispered when he saw me. “Please. I made a mistake. I was scared for my family—” “Stop.” I pulled up a metal chair and sat right in front of him. Close enough to see the sweat on his upper lip. “You didn’t make a mistake, Luca. You made a choice. Every single time you picked up the phone and fed information to Adrian, you chose him over us.” He started shaking. “He promised me protection. Said when the Vitale empire fell apart I would be taken care of. I have two little girls. I panicked.”

"That's what you might think Jake, but that girl is obsessed over you ." "Well, that's her problem, her feelings won't keep me from acknowledging and loving my mate." "You're heartless Jake, she's loved you since childhood. Sigh, you know how persistent your mother can be, what if she tries to eliminate our mate?" Luca kept talking on and on, and I was getting a headache from our conversation because it would have no ending point. "I don't care. From the beginning, my mother has no right to decide who I keep in my life. I wouldn't mind spilling more blood. " Hearing my statement, Luca kept shut and didn't talk to me again.

Luca tried to stand again, but pain nearly dropped him back to the ground. “Ava,” he breathed harshly. “Move.” “No.” The word surprised even her. Because she meant it completely. Damien tilted his head curiously. “Do you know how many people have died because of him?” Ava didn’t answer. “Do you know what he really is?” Luca’s jaw tightened. “Shut up.” But Damien ignored him. “He’s not a victim, Ava. He’s worse than Vittorio ever was.” “That’s a lie.”

“Absolutely not.” “Listen,” Luca said. “They want a villain. If they have one, they stop hunting everyone else.” “And what happens to you,” Aria asked. He smiled faintly. “I have lived as a villain before.” Aria shook her head. “I will not build peace on your sacrifice.” Luca stepped closer. “Then let me choose it.” They stood there, locked in a moment heavy with everything unsaid. Finally, Aria nodded slowly. “If you do this,” she said, “we do it together.”

“I’m sorry. It’s just that I’ve been through a lot these couple of days and I’m still figuring out how to… make sense of it all. Nothing will ever happen between me and Prince Marcellus. He’s… a Hova…” Luca stopped midway and gave Scarlett a side look. “You can’t trust him. Please, promise me that you understand this,” said Luca. “I know,” said Scarlett. She had never wished to lie to him, but he wasn’t giving her a choice. “You can never trust a Hova. They are monsters. Regardless of whether his story, theory or whatever his speech was is true or not, they are predators, Scarlett. THEY EAT US. We’re they’re food,” said Luca, grabbing Scarlett’s shoulders.

“And yet, here you are, considering it.” I gave him a small, deliberate smile. “I never said I was considering it.” Something dark flickered in his gaze. I had pushed just enough. Now I had to reel him back in. I sighed, sitting back. “I just want to know what I’m agreeing to.” Dante chuckled, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. “Fair enough.” He leaned forward again, voice dropping. “Luca has enemies. More than he realizes. I have the advantage. When I make my move, he won’t see it coming.”

“I see, Nicho got you, you know, you didn’t just help her take out my family, you also recently helped her get some of my men, some of whom have been friends with Nicho for the longest of time, his best friend was one of those people,” Luca explained to him. “We are going for a drive; you like a good ride, right?” Luca asked. For someone who has assisted in taking the lives of so many people, he looked quite shaken and out of touch, Luca wondered how he was able to cosplay as one of his men for two years, after this, he would make sure he does a proper screening for every man that comes to work for him because he never wants a repeat of what happened, especially since he was playing to start

And I’d be damned if Matteo foolishly believed he could handle a child and then run—oh, brother or not, I’d fucking gut him before he runs from his responsibility. “She could give us the child—no one cares anyway. All she needs to do is act as a goddamn surrogate,” Luca mumbled. He was just as angry as I was, and it wasn’t doing me any good. I was stuck between a Bratva cold-blooded killer, an autistic love-struck brother, and yes—a bisexual newly engaged man who was loyal to a fault to Luca. Maybe if Viviana was around, she’d talk some sense into Luca’s thick skull. So far, I wasn’t getting anywhere, and my patience was running thin.