Rob Lucci X Reader Novels & Stories

(Brielle’s POV) “I thought they could not read our minds?” Bryce asked, followed by his surprised gasp. Lucilla smirked. “Idiot! I don’t need to read her mind to know what she’s thinking.” She rolled her eyes and continued to climb the stairs. Bryce opened his mouth to retaliate, but Xian grabbed his arm, taking his attention. “I need your blood, hunter,” she smiled and blinked her eyes adorably. When he didn’t move, she sneered. “You need me to check if your blood’s healthy or…”

Don't they dare tell me that they did some unimaginable things to my body. “You didn't do anything to me right?” Just as always, no response or even a simple expression to give me. Lucah had his usual poker face. You could almost tell that this guy's like a robot programmed to have no expressions at all. So, I just turned to face the guy who had his face in front of a book.

Bianca shrieked, but her eyes were wide with panic as she saw the viewer count climbing. "Am I? Or am I just done being your victim?" I released her hair, shoving her toward Luca. "This is who they really are. Luca Rodriguez, who manipulates innocent girls for sport. And Bianca, who has so little self-worth she'll help destroy another woman just to feel special." The comments were exploding now—disgust, outrage, support for me. I could see pack members tagging the Council. College administrators being notified. Luca's friends frantically commenting that they never agreed to any bet.

I can depend on my friends but they got a life of their own, I needed a professional. It's were Lucca come in, Lucca was a sub, but his Dom was abusive, he broke him mentally and almost killed him a couple of times, he even turned him when his survival chance was fifty fifty. His Dom never showed him any love or care after five years, Lucca was fully self-independent. He killed his own Dom, the pain of the heartbreak made something shift in him again, Lucca is neither a Dom nor a sub, his classification shows he's neutral, the government wanted to kill him, until the vitale stepped in.

she added quieter now, “if this stops being real for you… you tell me before I have to read it online.” That wiped the amusement from Luca’s expression completely. For a moment, he just looked at her. Then he stepped fully into her space, one hand resting lightly against her waist. “You think I’d let you find out from a tabloid?” he asked quietly. “I think you’ve spent years living in a world where feelings become headlines.” Something flickered across his face at that because she wasn’t wrong. Luca’s thumb brushed slowly against her side and there was no denying the shiver that rippled through her and the gooseflesh that eruptted across her skin.

"I guess… hunger surpasses the guilt?" "I don’t even feel like eating until I smelled your fried rice from the room. You’re seriously killing me with it. So… this very weak Luca succumbs to it. Heh.” There, my third fan after Liam and Cruz. "Just like last night? The very weak Luca didn’t care about the promise anymore that he succumbed to his lust?" He coughs right in the middle of the teasing I couldn’t help but threw at him. Only after finishing the entire sentence, I push a glass of water to him that he drinks it immediately.

“We will get there, we will get there.” Lucas makes a displeased sound, but I ignore him and start reading from the new romance novel we have started. This one is a bit steamier, and I’m a bit shocked when my heart races at the love-making scenes. I feel ridiculous for reading them out loud to Lucas, but he doesn’t comment on this. He listens to every word I say, and I only stop reading when his breathing slows, and he falls asleep.

If I wanted answers—real answers—I’d have to get close to Luca. Luca Del Vecchio. His name had been whispered in every corner of this city—the billionaire who threw extravagant charity galas by day and ran the city’s underworld by night. No one said it outright, of course. You didn’t accuse Luca of anything if you wanted to live to see the sunrise.

When she finished, she licked her lips to wipe off the crumbs that had been stuck to her lips. A little blue remained on Liam's pupils. It was almost gold now and those eyes burned holes in her lips. Like always, Nicole's wolf was in a frenzy. Its excitement made her feel lightweight like paper. She was so wet that her pussy juice had soaked her panties. Her core throbbed in anticipation and all the wet dreams she had experienced flashed before her mind. "Nicole," Liam hissed after what seemed like an eternity, "you haven't answered me." Answer? Was there a question in the first place? Her mind was swarmed with naughty thoughts that she didn't recall any questions.

"And you lied about feeling disgust, because your body never lies to me. You were wet, you were screaming, you were calling my name. You bit me because you couldn't stand holding in the pleasure." "ENOUGH!" I slammed the table with both hands. The plates rattled. Forks and knives hung off the edge of the table. But Luca didn't move. He just sat there, looking at me with those cold blue eyes, his smile still drawn on his lips. "You can't fool me, darling. I read your body last night. Page by page. I know exactly what you like and what you don't like. And believe me..." he brought his face close to my ear, "you liked almost everything I did to you."