Rob Lucci Figure Novels & Stories

Eyes glowed white-hot, fixed on Luca. Aiden’s stomach dropped. “What… is that?” “It’s inside him,” Rico said, voice trembling. “And it’s… alive.” The figure lunged toward Luca, but instead of striking, it hovered, pulsing with power. Luca screamed, falling forward onto the wet asphalt. His energy flared uncontrollably, arcs of blue light ripping through the street. Aiden dived to shield him, feeling the raw force tearing at his own body. “Hold on, Luca! Fight it! Fight it!”

"And who told you that?" "I'll slit this man's throat before you can even give the order," I declared, my voice steady despite the adrenaline pumping through my veins. Rocco arched his brows in mock surprise. "Will you, now?" "Yes!" I snapped. "Make your choice wisely, Rocco." Rocco's sneer widened into a smirk, his eyes gleaming with malicious amusement. "I always knew you had more courage than you let on, Lily Blackwood," he remarked, his tone dripping with disdain. "But if you slit his throat, I'll make sure one of my men puts a bullet in Lucas. I would have loved to kill you too, but our boss' orders were to bring you to him alive."

He asked, his voice still dangerously calm. I staggered up to my feet, moving to the other side of the ward sheepishly to stay close to the door in case anything wanted to go down in here. Roberto smirked, his once innocent face becoming devilish. “Fine, you caught me. I'm behind everything.” I couldn't see Luca's face since I stood behind him but I could tell he was glaring at the moment and his glare could probably kill a human being if glares could kill.

Nica's smile narrowed and she answered, "I got a Colt M1911 from the black market for him. The rare one that's made of gold and uses golden bullets as well. It's so beautiful, Mother" Jacob couldn't help but laugh and his wife joined him. Nica frowned, "C'mon Dad, I heard he likes guns and knives. He is going to love this" He assured Nica, "That's a nice choice, Nica. Luca is a man of war and he would definitely love it" She smiled to know that her father was in support and quickly unlocked her phone Nica said as she scrolled through pictures, "Father, do you know Luca Antonio is here in America? He's been around for months now"

But BJ didn’t stop. “No, dad. You should watch your back.” He uncrossed his arms and stood straight. “You can never build friendship and loyalty with an enemy. I am so glad I didn’t grow up with you in the picture, at least I’m sensible enough to do the right thing.” “I am clear headed.” That statement surprised me, no one spoke to Bruno De’ Luca like that and still lives to tell the story. The beast didn’t utter a word. “Roberto carries Ischavor’s blood. So why is he an exception?” No one answered. I didn’t dare intervene because this was a family matter that needs to be resolved without the intervention of outsiders.

Lucci yelled to me when she was taken away by the policemen, “Blair, don't be happy for too long. I haven't lost yet. I'm not blackmailing, and you're not dead. I would probably be sentenced to five years. When I get out, I'm no more than thirty. I'm still young and beautiful. Russell will still be mine by then.” I was amused, “Why are you holding onto Russell? Is it because he married you in your previous life?”

“Of course I will.” She lifted her hair into her fists, letting it tumble back down her shoulders like dark silk. “Oh—and tell Lucca to pick me up tomorrow night. I want to walk in on his arm.” Lucca Reinaldi—her elder brother—was a weapon disguised as a man. Wickedly handsome, dangerously charismatic, and effortlessly worshipped by New York’s elite, he turned heads everywhere he went. With Lucca beside her, their entrance wouldn’t just be noticed.

I said making Rocky stop in his tracks and look at me with his jaw dropped. "No way. Prove it." Rocky said making me smirk, and pull my gun out from my waistband then shot Lucifer, the bullet bounced off him and landed by Rocky's feet. "He's made out of titanium fratello and he can fly which I need to talk to Ray about, so let's go." I said making Rocky start walking again. (Fratello-brother.) I place my gun back in my waistband after turning the safety on, and followed Rocky to the car with Lucifer following behind me.

I couldn't help but notice all the small not-so-small gestures he showed me to keep me safe. Ryan and Rick sized him for a moment, they weren't anywhere as tall as Lucas, and from the distance, I could see that they were both cautious. Lucas may be Roman Cappellucci's cousin, but he was also a force of his own. He crossed his arms over his solid chest, and when he spoke, he sounded almost bored “Let's get this done and over with” his eyes were menacing when he looked down at Rick. “I give you five hundred kilograms of our new meth, you give me the drive containing every single picture and video”

Instead, Sophia and Luca looked at each other and broke into wild laughter. “In this city? I would like to see who holds more power than me!” Luca said with a mocking smile. At that moment, the screech of tires tore through the courtyard. A bulletproof Rolls-Royce stopped suddenly. The door opened, and a tall figure covered in shadow stepped out. Vincenzo’s voice moved through the air like a very cold winter, cold, strong, and deadly. “What the hell is going on here?”