Lucious Empire Real Name Novels & Stories

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Louise. My name is Lucius. I see you are looking very beautiful, may I offer you a drink?" "I don't see why not!" - I smiled in appreciation and followed him to the drink counter. Lucius was different from Mauricio, I could say very different, at least when it came to me. His gray hair gave him a more handsome appearance, an elegant crown, and... super sexy too. "I had heard rumors that Mauricio was in love with a certain secretary. I confess that I was curious to meet her in person." - Lucius spoke as if he had already heard about me, he must know Emma.

This was the man who had rebuilt an empire in the shadows while the world thought he was ash. "She wants a war," Lucian said, turning toward the window that looked out over the city. "Marcus, execute 'Protocol Omega.' I want every asset Leticia Valerius owns frozen by dawn. I want her name erased from every board, every charity, and every bank. By tomorrow, the only thing she’ll own is the breath in her lungs—and even that is on loan from me." "And the woman herself, sir?" Marcus asked. Lucian looked at me, a flash of dark, possessive protectiveness in his eyes, then back at Marcus.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Louise. My name is Lucius. I see you are looking very beautiful, may I offer you a drink?" "I don't see why not!" I smiled in appreciation and followed him to the drink counter. Lucius was different from Mauricio, I could say very different, at least when it came to me. His gray hair gave him a more handsome appearance, an elegant crown, and... super sexy too. "I had heard rumors that Mauricio was in love with a certain secretary. I confess that I was curious to meet her in person." Lucius spoke as if he had already heard about me, he must know Emma.

the only thing that Emily said to Lucius while hugging it. Lucius didn't respond, he just cried and walked away. Lucius decided to move to Paris, France a week later to run away from the biggest mistake he made. He applied as a historian there and always bring Lucas to his workplace. When Lucas already graduated at Sr. High School, he sent him back to England first to continue his studies there at Cambridge. Then after his term, Lucius followed Lucas to England after 2½ years and got his house back at Windsor Gardens. William on the other hand married Princess Irina, the Prime Minister's daughter and had two sons already. Then Emily also married William's younger brother, and have two sons t

he said, running his hands through his black hair, the Bratva was someone that was in his late forties which made Lucius wonder how old he was when he betrayed his friend and took over his empire. “You should be saying your last prayer Bratva and not talking nonsense” . Having said that, Lucius brought out his gun and aimed at him. “Marcy was her name right?, your childhood best friend that you thought was dead but guess what she wasn’t and I will give her to you if you hand Mia over to me” said the Bratva. “So that you can kill her and erase any threat to your empire, well you should have killed her when she was young because there is no way I am letting her go, even if I was dead” Lucius d

"Shut up—they’re coming." The door slams open, and the air is punched from my lungs. Professor Lucien strides in, arms raised… and beside him stands his not-so-wife. His eyes lock on mine, and my heart lurches into a wild rhythm. "Let them go," he demands. Two more men file in behind her—the bald thug from earlier and another stranger. "I will," she sneers, "after you make the transfer." Lucien shakes his head. "You’re asking for what I can’t give. If it was money you wanted, you should’ve kidnapped my brother. He’s the one controlling the company funds.

I demanded, leaning against the wall. “I can't” I narrowed my eyes. “You don't have much of a choice, Leo. If you don't tell me, I can dig into your mind and find out by myself” He shook his head. “It's not that I don't want to, I can't. None of us know anything about his personal life except that he owns DeLuca holdings which is just a cover for several of his illegal businesses” I paced slowly in front of him, deep in thought. “Why does he want me and Alex dead?”

They all nod eagerly as they followed me out of the ballroom. Walking down the hallway, "Pardon my manners beautiful ladies, I forgot to ask for your names." I tell them. The laugh, "Well it's alright. I'll introduce myself first." The brunette said. "My name is Hailey Stan, My dad's a congressman and I begged to be his plus one as I'd never seen an actual prince up close." She said her cheeks pink. "Well now you've seen a prince up close and you may even get to be much more closer to him." I tell her my voice dropping an octave.

He thought about the Morgan estate. He thought about everything that had been taken from him. Then he smiled. "Don't use the Morgan name." "What name should we use?" Lucas looked at the city lights visible through the glass. "Create something new." Marcus nodded. "Understood." Lucas walked toward the exit. He had lost David Morgan's inheritance. But nobody had taken Milord from him. And now, for the first time, Lucas was going to build an empire that belonged to Lucas Morgan—not David Morgan, not Victoria Morgan, and not anyone else.

For the millionth time over the last month, I wrote imaginary letters to them where I updated them on my life as Sarah Mitchell. *Adrian’s POV* Life as Marcus Stern was infuriatingly mundane. Once, I had reveled in the exhilarating chaos of orchestrating an underground empire while my legal practice provided the perfect façade. But all of that glory had come crashing down, and now I found myself simmering in the shadows, a private investigator relegated to the trivialities of petty cases that barely scratched the surface of my thirst for revenge.