Rob Lucci X Reader Novels & Stories

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.

Ignoring the question entirely would have been rude. "That's unusual. I don't often meet a girl who reads something like this." He leaned in slightly, clearly ready to share his thoughts. "It's a remarkable book. The protagonist, Bruce—" "Excuse me," Rebecca cut him off. "I'd like to read in peace." She turned toward the window. The message couldn't have been clearer. "I'm sorry. I got carried away. It's just rare to meet someone with the same taste." Lucius continued as though the brush-off had never happened, "I just don't usually meet women who enjoy this genre. It's a fairly male-skewed kind of..."

"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.

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.

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.

She stroked his dick, enjoying the sounds of his low moan on her breasts. He swiftly ripped off her panties and spread her legs apart. She moaned out. The building needs were driving her crazy. "Fuck! You're so wet" Liam hissed, stroking her pussy. It was just like the last time. Scratch that, it was better than the last time to Liam. Now he understood why his wolf had been bugging him since that day. Nicole's pussy was irresistible. Everything about her was. He asked the moon goddess for help because he didn't think he could hold himself much longer.

My best friend has never as much as stepped into a nightclub on her own. Lilly gulped the rest of the wine. Rocco rubbed his chin then ran his hand down his white suit. A smile spread on his face. “Lancaster’s accountant,” Rocco said. I frowned, “Lilly?” “Well, I mean I am an accountant.” I rolled my eyes, “She’s drunk.” “Interesting.” I was not too fond of the way Rocco’s lips curled. Almost like a wolf. “I need another glass.” Lilly ran off. “Wait, Lilly—”

He let loose his grip against my neck, but I froze, feeling his finger trail idly slowly against my lips. My senses wavered, I was alarmed, but my body defied any form of reasoning, this was luca ricci. Why was I aroused by his touch? His gaze flickered towards my heaving chest, the air narrowed and made my breathing difficult, but then something crossed his gaze… Not anger, Even darker, his eyes had spot my hardened tits. Shit. Fuck… bloody fuck. “You disgust me.” I spat, in a desperate attempt to cover my shame,....

“And what does the creature think?” “Me?” Luca asks, looking up at us and pointing a thumb at his chest. “Yes, you,” Blaze says slowly – perhaps a little too slow, like he thinks Luca might not understand. I laugh and Luca grins. “I think it’s cool,” Luca says, closing his book and looking between the two of us. “I’ve never seen a technique like that before – it’s really interesting.” “And you are a fighter?” Blaze asks, his eyes sweeping expertly over the well-muscled set of Luca’s shoulders, well-formed by years of boxing.