Luca Villain Novels & Stories

His face is etched with genuine pity. "Luca didn't get this company by building it, Stella. He got it by betraying his partner. He used his financial knowledge—the same cold, clinical knowledge he has now—to legally, meticulously, and completely ruin his partner's stake. He forced him out at pennies on the dollar, took the buyout for himself, and used that money to fund this new empire. He didn't just build a company. He tore down a friend's life to do it. It’s why he trusts no one, and why his success is built on such a dark foundation.", he shakes his head, looking sad.

Vale’s eyes shifted between them carefully. “You truly love him.” Damon’s grip tightened around the gun. “You say that like it’s a flaw.” Vale answered instantly. “It is.” Luca finally snapped. “No,” he said sharply. Everyone looked at him. Luca stepped forward slowly. Voice shaking slightly from emotion and exhaustion. “You think emotions make people weak because you’ve never experienced one that wasn’t twisted into control.” Vale’s expression cooled instantly. “You’re emotionally unstable.” “I’m human.” The words cracked through the warehouse like gunfire.

King was listening to his own funeral arrangements. "Silvio was always a vulture," Luca muttered, more to himself than to us. He looked down at the map in his hand, his thumb tracing the grid lines with a predatory focus. "He thinks he’s won. He thinks the Romano secret died in that cellar. He has no idea what I’m bringing back to the city." "What are you bringing back, Luca?" I asked, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "A piece of paper and a girl you hate? Good luck taking over the city with that."

Luca made me so happy. People needed mafia men as somebody to point at, and say that they were the bad guys. People who took part in organized crime, selling drugs, killing people who got on the wrong side of them. But in truth… Getting to know Luca made me realize that all monsters weren’t evil. Luca never killed innocent people. He always killed people who weren’t worthy of breathing, who didn’t deserve to live in the first place. Marcello was a fucker who wasn’t worthy of breathing.

Long enough for me to think of my next move. I leaned my head back, closing my eyes, ignoring the throbbing ache in my leg where Bianca’s blade had bitten deep. I had survived worse. I would survive this. Because the alternative—bringing him into the light—was a death sentence for us all. And Luca, for all his power and fury, had no idea what kind of monster he was truly hunting. ----------------- LUCA Valentino Costa.

Everyone’s expressions were filled with pure shock, disbelief that soon turned into rage. Luca saw himself up on the big screen pushing Marcella, his face twisted in cold satisfaction, forever captured in the evidence. And while Victoria tried to save the woman, he slipped away like a discreet shadow, taking advantage of the fact that people were rushing toward the outer garden. It was as if all the blood drained from Luca’s body. He was finished, and he knew he had to run, because he wasn’t the hunter... he was the prey. Luca wanted to speak the language of kings when he was nothing but a disposable pawn.

“I didn’t lie. I omitted part of the truth.” Luca’s lip curled in a dangerous way. “Some might say omitting part of the truth is lying.” “The only opinion that matters to me is yours.” Luca came closer. The gun is still hanging down in a relaxed way. The sight might have fooled someone who didn’t know Luca as well as I did. Luca was a born killer. Few men were as dangerous as him, with or without a gun. “If that were true, you would have told me everything when I asked.”

“It broke something in Luca. Changed him.” “Into the man who married me for revenge.” “Into a man consumed by it, yes.” He sits in the chair Luca occupied earlier. “But Elena, here’s what you need to understand. Luca’s not just cruel for cruelty’s sake. He’s not a monster, even though he tries to be. He’s a man who loved his brother, who failed to protect him, who’s spent ten years trying to make someone pay for that failure.” “And if he was targeting the wrong someone?”

But before I stopped him, he went on saying coldly, “Luca was drugged and lured into having sex with a girl infected with AIDS to finish his chances of becoming Il Don.” He paused, locked eyes with me and added, “If you hadn’t… that night, maybe we could’ve saved him.” My mouth dropped open. “So… Luca has AIDS now? But you said…” “No.” Luca interjected. “I am not infected. Although I don’t remember what happened exactly that night, I’m sure if you hadn’t betrayed us, my father and brothers could’ve uncovered the plan before I even arrived that night. But they were too busy searching the entire city for you. Not knowing you’d decided to become someone’s whore!”

Lila. An hour later we both walked out of the hospital for the surgery date for Kyle. Jake ’s cellphone rang. " Luca.” He paused for a moment. “Yes. Go ahead and put me down for one hundred thousand.” He paused again, and I could hear a man’s excited chatter on the other end. “Not at all. It’s a worthy cause. Thank you. You too.” He ended the call and put his phone back in his suit pocket. “Was that for a charity?” I asked, feeling something soften inside of me., how many charities did he support.