Luca X Alberto Smut Novels & Stories

I quickly looked away, forcing a smile as I greeted his parents. “She's so lovely, just as I expected” Alpha Mateo said, smiling. He glanced at his son, then at me. “I'm guessing you haven't met each other. Lukas, meet your fiancée. My eyes widened, “What?!”

She looked down, and I noticed she was nervous. "She is an Omega, for fuck's sake; tone down the anger," I warned him because I could see how uneasy Emma was. "What is with you that makes every man lose their head over you?" He asked Emma, and she remained mute, eyes trained on the floor. "You pay me four million, and she is yours. I own her, so you have to pay her bride price to me," He said to me, smiling. He was trying to make her expensive, so I would walk away, and he would get to keep her, just as he did to Tomas. But I wasn't Tomas. I am Luca. The head of the Alessandro household, the Alpha of alphas and the boss of the Mafia. I do not get discouraged or scared easily. I want her out

Luca’s brother. And he was smiling.

“You’re gonna regret that.” Luca stepped forward, his chest heaving. “Oh yeah?” Luca taunted. But Alan didn’t respond, he threw another fist at Luca. Luca caught his hand mid-air and drove a kick into his stomach. I screamed, “Stop! You’ll kill him! Just stop!” Luca raised his hands, a cold smile twisting his lips. “Looks like lover boy can’t protect you, no matter how much he claims he can.” Alan snapped. He charged at Luca like a bull, slamming him backwards. They crashed to the floor, fists flew, elbows cracked, and lips split. One moment Alan pinned Luca; the next, Luca rolled on top of him.

It took me twenty minutes to reach the east side and I found Alpha Manuel and Luca standing with their backs against a big tree. The Alpha was smoking as usual, oozing power and dominance while Luca was busy pouring a bottle of water into his curly black medium hair. Unlike me and the Alpha, Luca looked more like a K-pop idol with his overly smooth and fair skin. Their eyes fell on me when they sensed me coming and when I got close, I shifted back into my human form and wore the shorts I had carried. “So, Luca has filled me in. You marked your mate. You didn’t force her, did you?” Alpha Manuel asked the moment I strode over to them, giving them each a fist bump.

“Sorry about the witch. Eat or be eaten. You know how it is, don't you ?” A harsh smile spreads across Luca' face. I have only seen him like this once before. At the time he thought I had been with Lefu. Luca is capable of doing cynical things when he has that smile on. "We have nothing to speak about. You took Soleil from me, now I'm taking your sister from you”. He replies coldly. “And then I come after you, Greasy”. “It's okay, I understand well why the two of us are not exactly bros right now. Maybe there is someone else you would like to talk to instead ?"

he says, smirking at me, “when you came up and told those girls off.” I burst into a grin, shaking my head. “No it wasn’t.” “It was!” he insists, laughing and tugging me closer to his side. “You should have seen yourself. When she told you to go away and you just…smiled at her? Like you were going to enjoy it when you ripped her throat out?” A palpable shiver runs through Luca, making me laugh. “Oh please,” I say, ducking my head and blushing a little. “It was nothing like that –“

I hadn’t expected that feeling, but I couldn’t deny it. “What’s so funny?” I snapped, my voice tight with irritation. Luca caught on and sat back quietly, a small smile tugging at his lips as he watched the two of us. He seemed amused, witnessing this side of his Alpha. He hadn’t remembered Xavier being so in love with Claire. This must’ve been new for him. “Nothing,” Xavier said, shaking his head. “You’re right. Let’s catch up now.”

I whimpered at the knots of pain and need that formed in my stomach. A light knock comes from the door, breaking us out of our thoughts. Rushing over swinging the door open,stood Luca. He had a bottle of water and some protein bars in his hand. He stood there shirtless with only a pair of sweatpants on. Sweat was dripping down his chest and face from training,he never looked so good before. Standing there naked in front of him, he pushes us back into the room closing the door behind him. A purr left me from his slight touch making him move closer. “ I have to leave if you don’t want me to help Alice. If I stay I won't be able to control myself.” he voice was deeper than usual

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