Luca With The Lid Off Novels & Stories

His eyes avoided mine, as though even looking at me might trigger the storm that lingered beneath my skin. I reached out and took the folder, flipping it open with shaking hands. Pictures, movements, times—everything about Luca’s recent activities. He was careful, but not careful enough. My jaw tightened as I scanned the details. The bastard wasn’t just circling her; he was embedding himself into her life, as though I never existed.

a smooth voice says from the doorway. We both jerk. Luca stands in the frame, one hand on the jamb, the other in his pocket. Dark slacks, navy shirt, no tie. He looks infuriatingly composed for a man who allegedly watched someone almost die at the edge of a cliff. “How long have you been there?” I demand. “Long enough to know you’re not entirely ungrateful,” he says. Mia bristles. “Eavesdropping is rude,” she tells him. “Didn’t they teach you that in Murder Butler School?”

Luca moaned and closed his eyes. I gulped when I saw something spurting out from his hard manhood; it was a lot. It was some weird thick liquid, and I can see how his length twitches as it came out. I just bit my lower lip when all of it went on my stomach up to my breasts. Luca's eyes darkened as he stared at me. He licked his lower lip and stared at me as if I'm some kind of a tasty meal in his eyes... I just gulped and gripped the pillow tighter. Luca took his shirt that was also on the bed. He gently wiped my stomach and my breasts then his manhood before he threw the shirt again. He fell on his side

He yanked open a drawer, pulling out a black folder marked with no label, flipping it open. Photographs spilled across the surface—grainy shots of men in masks, dim-lit warehouses, a single image of the crimson wolf symbol spray-painted on corrugated metal. “How do you even fight something like this?” I asked, stepping closer despite myself. “You don’t fight them in the open,” Luca replied. “You smoke them out. You make them reveal themselves.” Luciano’s eyes flicked up. “And I know exactly how.” His tone made Luca frown. “You’re thinking of using her, aren’t you?”

We both stared at the box like it was a bomb waiting to go off. “Could be wired,” Luca said quietly. “Check it.” He nodded and approached it careful, like he expected it to bite him. After a moment he exhaled. “ It's clean. No electronics, no triggers.” I stepped closer. I didn’t wait for him to open it, I ripped the lid off myself. Inside was a single tablet. No note. No name. Just a black glass screen staring back at me, reflecting the bandaged mess I’d become. “Turn it on,” I said, my jaw tight.

“Is this another trick?” Before I could answer, footsteps sounded in the doorway. Luca. He was making it a habit of sneaking in on us He leaned against the frame, already dressed for the day, his sleeves were rolled up, and he had a cup of coffee in hand. His gaze flicked from the vitamin in my palm to Nico’s scowl, and something like amusement crossed his face. “She’s right,” Luca said calmly. “Take it.” I blinked surprised, I thought he was going to say the vitamins weren't needed but he didn’t

Luca's voice dripped with sarcasm as he glared at her. "I can't take this, Luca! Doesn't it bother you that he's in there? He probably won't last lo—" April didn't finish her rant. Luca had her throat in his hand in a flash, his icy fingers wrapped tightly around her larynx. He held her up on the wall and watched the small red veins in her eyes pop out. He could snap her neck with a single twist and end her existence. But Julian loved her. His brother would never forgive him if he harmed her.

“His family is shady as fuck, always looking out for number one. However, they are always up for questionable activities. Which made for good allies.” “Got the maps?” I said, as I looked around. “What’s wrong?” “I don’t know. I just feel like I am being watched…” The hair was standing up on my neck. Luca frowned and moved to his desk. Pulling out this black wand, he started going over his desk and moving on to the furniture. Once he got the couch, there was a red beeping sound. “Fuck…” Luca went back to his desk and pulled out gloves. I watched as he slowly felt around until he pulled out a bug.

And for some freakish reason, Luca moved on instinct, like muscle memory from a lifetime ago. He reached over, picked up a crab leg, and started peeling it slowly. Damn it! He did it right in front of me. I completely checked out, like my soul left my body, that I want to file a divorce petition right away, and booked a one-way flight to Saturn. Ivy beamed like she just won Miss Manipulation Universe. Rowan froze mid-chew. I sat there like a stunned houseplant. Luca’s brain finally rebooted halfway through peeling, and he went still, like: System Error. Abort mission.

My lips parted. A dildo. I almost choked on air, clapping my hand over my mouth before my laugh broke out too loud. I dropped the thing back into the box like it burned. What the actual fuck? Luca. It had to be. No one else was this deranged. Who even mails someone silicone like it’s a Valentine? The absurdity was too much. The reason behind this stupid decision of his was Way, way beyond me. But it was Luca, so really? did I expect anything normal?