Novel & Cerita Luke Castellan Age

He said still trying to flirt. I smile and take a shot of the drinks before me. "Do I look like one?" He chuckles and bites his lips slightly. Cringe! "You're young and very pretty." He said and I followed his eyes, they were looking at my lips. How bold of him? "You guessed right." I said and he smiled. "I'm Luke." "Cassandra...." I introduced myself as well. "So.... Uh." He looks around and lowers his voice to speak to me again. "I'm in my final year. Business major."

William called out, with his face becoming a world of brightness at the sight of the man who looks so much familiar his arms leaving the waist of the lady he’s holding to walk to us. They hug for what seemed like forever before pulling away and the six feet four inches Luke turns to look at me and those brown eyes tell me I’ve seen him somewhere. “You must be the Karen, I’m-“ “Japhia Castillo.” I blurt out before I can get to stop myself. He smiles a little, but shakes his head. “I’m Luke Castillo, this idiot’s best friend and Japhia’s older brother,” he chuckles immediately, and I smack my forehead.

Paul was naturally reluctant, but this was the only way Cassandra would understand how important today was. She was already in a foul mood, and the chatter around her grated on her nerves. "Hey, Luke! I checked your ID last time. I know today's not your birthday. Did you change your age or something?" someone remarked. "I just like celebrating early," Luke replied. "Why do you care anyway? Quit your whining. Every day is a good day for drinking. Whoever stops first is a wimp! Now, fill my glass!"

I pulled out my phone and handed it to him after unlocking it, “put your number in and I’ll text you.” “Yes, ma’am,” he drawled in his accented voice as he typed away and then handed my phone back to me. I looked down and saw that he labeled himself as “greatest love,” making me roll my eyes. I put my phone away and went back to walking with him falling back in step with me. “How old are you?” Luca asked me. “I’m nineteen, you?” I asked. “Seventy three,” he answered simply. I came to a halt, “why do you look so young?”

“You’re back!” Sky chuckled, bracing himself as Lucas tackled him in a hug. “Easy there, buddy,” Sky said, ruffling Lucas’s hair. “You’ve grown.” Lucas was tall for his age, though not quite as towering as his older brother, Skyler. Slightly lankier in build, he still possessed a natural athleticism reminiscent of Sky. His longer, lighter blonde hair set him apart, cascading in soft waves that caught the light. While his facial features echoed those of Skyler, they carried a youthful, boyish charm, highlighting his age of just 18.

Luke laughed. The truth hit me all at once. Luke had locked the entire penthouse before he started looking for me. There was no window I could escape through. No back door. No way out. I was trapped in a cage with a monster and I was going to die here. To the rest of the world, Luke Paul was a handsome young billionaire. Everyone admired him. Five years ago, at just nineteen, he took over his late father’s multi-billion-dollar company. As the only son of Billionaire Paul, people saw him as the perfect heir.

“Do I speak the truth?” “Yes, Mr. Castello,” Enzo said clearly, taking great pleasure in watching the trio of girls turn pale as they realised who they were standing in front of. Luca's reputation preceded him, his ruthlessness a thing of legend in certain circles. While Tracey and her high society family probably didn't know many of the stories surrounding him, Lacey most definitely did. “Oh, Mr. Castello! I didn't recognise you,” Stacey cooed. “You're so much more handsome in person.”

“Can someone please explain what the fuck is going on here?” the younger man says. He looks to be around my age or so, maybe younger. I’m not sure. I stare at him and see the resemblance between him and Lilly. The only difference being that he had black hair. I assume he is Luke and the older guy currently kneeling down, crying, must be Lucas, their father. “Join the club mister because I’m just as confused as you” I stare at them. My hands folded across my chest.

Tyler asks impatiently, tapping his feet on the floor. "Before that, I want one thing," she says, and Tyler raises an eyebrow, suspicious. "I want five hundred thousand "Do you want to let a lunatic escape with a child?" Tyler asks. "Look, I know Caroline's word isn't reliable, but I can confirm everything she says," Luke speaks up. "I used to work for Paul Mitchell, remember?" "You worked for a bunch of people, traitor," Tyler grumbles angrily.

Name: Lucas Montevecchi De Marchi Age: 28 Birthdate: Novembre 16, 1987 Birthplace: Italy Origin: Italian Current City: Boston, Massachusetts Current Country: United States of America Eye Color: Blue Hair Color: Dark Brown Height: 6' ft. Occupation: CEO; De Marchi Merchandise Father's Name: Gerlando De Marchi (Alive) Mother's Maiden Name: Aurelia Montevecchi (Alive) Serious Medical Issues: Mild Obsessive-Compulsive Personality Disorder (OCPD; In therapy)