Luca Vitiello Novels & Stories

Silence. Luca’s gaze locked onto hers. “Name.” Alicia’s chest heaved, tears streaming down her face. “Valentino. His name is Valentino Costa.” The room seemed to freeze. I felt Luca tense beside me. Rafael muttered a curse under his breath. Even Bianca’s stoic mask cracked for a split second. Valentino Costa. That name carried weight—powerful, dangerous. A ghost from the underworld. Someone who was supposed to be untouchable. If he was behind this…

"I'm starting with the person who held Luca the longest. According to the auction records I hacked, that would be Alessandro Ricci. Italian national, currently based in Prague." The name alone made Dante's blood run cold. "Show me everything you have on him." Elena clicked through several documents. "Ricci works directly for Viktor but operates independently. He's been in the trafficking business for twelve years. Specializes in what they call 'training,' which is....." "I know what it means." Dante's voice came out flat. "Where in Prague?" "I'm working on it. His security is tight, but I'll find him." Elena closed her laptop. "Dante, once you start this, there's no going back. Viktor will r

Mark immediately regretted asking. Mia entered just in time to hear that. She narrowed her eyes. "Why does that sound dangerous?" Luca grinned. "Because it is." He opened the file. Inside was a photograph. A woman. Elegant. Confident. Sharp-eyed. The kind of person who looked dangerous even while smiling. "Who is she?" Mia asked. Luca looked delighted. "Her name is Valentina De Luca." Mark sighed. Already tired. Luca continued dramatically. "Lead negotiator for the Vitale Family."

“So Luca Moretti is back in New York.” Gianna’s lip curled in disdain. “Like a fucking coward.” Rocco raised a brow. “With respect, Donna Vitale…You know Luca doesn’t run from fights, right?” “No,” she agreed coldly. “He runs to higher ground.” She moved to her bed, opening one of the drawers in the bedside locker. Neatly organized files sat inside…dossiers, photos, surveillance records, accounts of movements, alliances, and betrayals that she carried whenever she was on a hunt. She pulled out a glossy picture of Luca taken just weeks earlier in Rome…tall, handsome, composed, dressed in black, and full of confidence.

I'd slept late, reading through each and every word of the marriage contract. Twice. Everything seemed legit and it was a pretty good deal. All Luca wanted from me was loyalty to the mafia and to him so the whole image of the Martinelli familia wasn't destroyed. I didn't exactly care. I wasn't going to be with anyone any time soon. I pushed the door to his office open and I wasn't surprised to see they'd started planning without me. I just rolled my eyes and stood next to Maddox and listened to what Luca was saying. Something about finding a guy called Sante Di Laura. He was the head of the Vipers, the mafia that attacked but Sante was in hiding at the moment. Our tar

Nick may ask my brother the question but he looks at Tony as he speaks causing Tony to smile. "I do believe he is responsible for historic and current abuse to our Luna and also the attempted murder of our Luna." The moment Tony calls me his Luna I feel my legs slightly buckle but thankfully Will holds me up as he whispers in my ear. "You're ok. I know hearing him calling you that is a shock but it's true and regardless of the current situation between my brother and you, we are still all here to protect you." His response both scares me and warms my heart all at the same time.

Nicolas looked down at his feet, not looking at the man whose green eyes met my brown ones. “I believe that it is right to first introduce you to your older brother, more specifically, since you know HIM, at least to let you know to apologize to him for your behavior earlier…” I frowned when I saw him looking at Nicolas who shook his head at the man. His eyes met mine for a second before he looked at the man “I’m Alessandro De Luca, Aurora’s father, and YOUR father’s prisoner”

I said, smiling at Alessio as he walked out of the car alongside his father. “YOU FUCKING…” “Vadim.” Lucius said, stopping the man. “We are not here to fight or argue, but you have also lost someone and we have come to condemn…” “We came to do nothing,” Alessio said, and I shook my head at the man.

“Should I tell you the number of times that my son was injured since meeting your granddaughter? Or should I keep it up to you to understand that he is NOT safe around you or her. If anything, he seems to be getting more hurt as it goes, and YOU seem to be encouraging it.” “Both are getting injured just like we did. Unlike Lucas, they are going to be trained. They are going to know how to fight the devil when he…” Luna Claudia’s hand came in contact with Mario’s cheek as she slapped him. Her eyes were filled with tears, and looking at Diego, I didn’t need to be a genius to realize that Lucas was his older brother.

“Let’s get rid of her and leave this place.” Vittoria smiled slowly, her gaze never leaving Isabella. “You’re right, my dear child,” she said. “Let…me…go,” Isabella managed, each syllable dragged out with effort. “Of course, we will let you go,” Vittoria replied, smirking. “Do you know that your darling Luca runs a thriving sex trade across Europe and Latin America? In fact, he’s the best in the business. And you’re about to find out firsthand.”