Luca X Giulia Novels & Stories

Lia moaned loudly, her breasts jolting hard with each thrust. A lewd scent lingered in the lounge, and several elders from the Famiglia saw what was happening and looked embarrassed, but no one ventured to stop them. In the meantime, Dad—Carlo Rossi—stood by the window and looked away. "You're already too late, Elvira," Lia said as she panted, her face glowing with the aftershocks of climax. She didn't pause for a second—if anything, she moved more fervently, deliberately drawing out the obscene sounds of their intimate encounter. "You ought to know that Luca loves me and that we're already together."

t understand. “Dear, I know that I have always given you free will to make your own decisions, but this time I ask you to trust me and promise me that you will do exactly as I say.” “Dad, I have always been obedient to you, it would be no different now.” “Mr. Mario made me a marriage proposal for you and I accepted. You will marry Luca Bianchi, Mr. Mario Bianchi”s son.” My shock was immediate upon hearing the words marriage coupled with Luca”s name, the man who gave me my first kiss and who fulfilled a good part of my adolescent desires.

Lying on her small bed gazing at the rain trickling down the window she stroked her small, ‘I’ll live jellybean because of you. None of this is your fault and I promise I can love you enough for both of us.’ Luca tore the compound apart looking for her, sending his men to every airport, taxi business, and port but he could not find her. He did not know the taxi drivers refused to talk they were loyal to the pretty girl who had helped them all in one way or another. Four weeks later he dragged a terrified Mylene into his office and demanded to know where she had hidden her but the crying girl could tell him nothing because she simply did not know. She was pregnant again with their second chil

Alessa de Luca I was startled when I saw Giulia enter my room with a huge white box. Hearing her talk about marriage left me somewhat dazed, not quite sure what to think. Watching Ruslan and Giu's happiness as she started to open the box in front of me, I barely had time to absorb everything that was happening. I only heard the door closing and Mattia saying he would wait for me. "Do you love my dad?" Giulia asked me again. I was so frightened that I hardly heard anything she had said before I sat down on the bed and saw the delicate fabric in the box.

“I'll show you when we get to the room.” Julia rolled her eyes playfully. Of course, she understood what he meant, and this time, she wanted him too. She was not being forced to like before. This time, she wanted to give him her all and feel it in return. After all, they belonged to each other. *** This story would have ended like any other fairytale, with the characters living “happily ever after,” except that this time it was a mafia story that ended in the best way possible. Well one could actually say that Donatello and Giulia “fucked happily ever after.”

When we got to Laura's house, I packed my car in front of her house but when we were about to alight Mary cleared her throat and I turned to her abruptly, knowing she had something important to say. "Shoot," I said, patiently. "Luca had sex with Laura the night before she left." She said feeling guilty like she was involved. "I thought as much," I replied without a sign of surprise. "How did you know?" She enquired "You just told me." I replied. "But ..."

Luca walked in, his shirt half-buttoned, eyes still sleepy. “You both look like hell,” he said. “Did something happen?” Marcus nodded toward me. “Julian made out with the girl who took everything from us.” Luca blinked. “Seriously?” “It was a mistake,” I said quickly. Luca dropped into the armchair like this was some movie. “Tell me everything.” “I’m not telling you shit.” “She kissed you back?” Luca asked. I didn’t respond. “Damn,” he said, grinning. “She’s playing you like a fiddle.”

I was now addicted to his kisses. You're only addicted because his kisses are just like Luca's Oh shut up It's true you two weren't on speaking bases just a week ago and now you're all lovey dovey Just shut up okay He only kisses you because you taste just like his ex girlfriend. I'm beginning to think his ex girlfriend showed up in his dream the night Luca showed up in yours cause I remember before you went to sleep that night you two weren't speaking to each other and suddenly the next morning he said he wants to rekindle your relationship. He's just using you like you're using him don't get too attached to him cause he'll end up breaking your heart like Luca did besides he's also called X

"Dante is the one who truly loves you! You ungrateful..." The ballroom instantly fell silent. Luca set down his wine glass and walked over to Giulia. He looked down at her, his tone calm. "You just said she's carrying a child?" Giulia was pushed back a step by his presence but still tried to stand her ground. "So what if she is? She's pregnant with someone else's child!" "I know." Luca calmly interrupted her and looked back at me, his eyes softening slightly. "That's her child. It has nothing to do with anyone else."

*** LORENZO VINCENT Just as I was trying to figure out what the hell to say to her, our eyes locked, heavy with unspoken words, Luca's footsteps echoed against the floor. He stepped in, his presence sharp as always. “He returned to Italy. The night you went out for dinner,” he said, marching toward us. I met his eyes. That look... he wanted me to play along. I turned back to Giulia. She let out a dry scoff, then suddenly burst into laughter, like he’d just told the world’s most ridiculous joke. Honestly, the lie he cooked up? It was the worst to say to Giulia. Vincenzo would never leave without letting her know...