Luca Vitiello Novels & Stories

, I held out my hand for him to shake. "Luca Valentino", he took my hand in his and shook it gently. I tilted my head to my left slightly and Joseph understood my instruction. Joseph handed out his tablet for me as I studied Luca Valentino's profile. He was fairly young at only twenty- one years old. His credentials were incredible and had graduated from a prestigious university, I wondered why he was only an assistant and so I asked him.

He sighed and looked up. "Luca needs to be careful with those two," he said, and I knew it was serious because my father rarely talked like this. "Word has it that Marcelo helped Tomas get rid of Gibson. I do not know how true it is, but those two are dangerous. Luca is a very important man to us, and I want to see him succeed and live long. If not for anything but for your sake, Emma. I know if anything happened to him, you won't be able to handle it. I am giving you this information not because I want you to act on it but because I want Luca to investigate thoroughly and be on his guard. Those two are up to no good. I did not know this until last week; that is why I am telling you this now

He looked at me first. “Luca,” he said quietly, voice rough with age. Then, without warning, he pulled me into a firm embrace. I froze. For a moment, I couldn’t move. This was Vittorio Santoro, a man feared by everyone who knew his name. A man built on discipline, power, and impossible expectations. Yet he held me like family. “You’re an idiot, Luca,” he murmured, voice low enough that only I could hear. “Did you really think I didn’t know? Did you think I would turn my back on a man trying to protect his child?”

Alpha Leonardo fingers brushed my hair. He whiffed. “This is the perfect idea. Sophia will be grateful for that.” His lips pressed against my forehead. Breaking off, he reached for Vogar, lifting and throwing him over his shoulder. Alpha Leonardo’s fingers locked with mine. We stormed out of the warehouse. The sun had already set. The cold breeze lashed my exposed skin as I entered the car, Lucy had left outside. After Alpha Leonardo was able to identify it among others. Alpha Leonardo fixed Vogar in the booth of the car, locking him in.

Alex03 P.S. Just for fun a photo Of Luca

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.

Venitia looked at him worriedly. "He's been sitting and typing non-stop,,,won't his shoulders be in pain", she thought. She stood up and walked to him, she started massaging his shoulders gently. Luca smiled,, feeling relaxed and more comfortable than before. "Thanks Venitia,,I don't know what I'd have done without you", Luca said and Venitia blushed. After some minutes, Luca found the information he was looking for. "Venitia, come see this", Luca said and Venitia rushed over. Venitia's eyes widened when she saw Lucius, the CEO of K.C corporation bribing a staff of Antonio's company.

The dominance in his eyes made my breathing hitch, and his amused eyebrow raised at my reaction. "Ian will also be coming with us in case anything goes wrong, which it won't because I'm the best" He smiled proudly with a playful glint in his eye, and I chuckled, but his big smile soon faded, turning into a slight smirk. "You look so pretty" He admitted. "Going soft on me again Mr. Russo?" I teased, running my hands all over his chest, tracing the tattoos that were visible through his shirt. A few buttons were undone, and a tattoo peaked out that said 'sedurre e distruggere' Written in cursive.

" The door clicked shut behind him. **** The desert rolled by in a blur of dust and dead grass, The sun was setting casting a soft golden glow over the quiet road and for a moment Luca slouched in the backseat, sunglasses hiding his bloodshot eyes taking in the peaceful stillness and the gentle breeze sending some signals of relaxation and relief down his spine. Daniel scrolled through the latest headlines: LUCA MORETTI: STALKER OR SCORNED LOVER? INSIDERS POINT TO MORETTI’S ‘GOOD BOY’ IMAGE AS A LIE.