Rob Lucci X Reader Novels & Stories

"You are the best, dad. Don't worry. He would never dare to hurt me." Carnation had just finished cleaning away their meal that afternoon, when she received a text from Lylie, their manager and the organizer of Casa de Lujuria. Lylie said in the text that she had to show up at the nightclub today, because Mr. Lust wanted to talk to her. Carnation's system immediately panicked of what she read, her heart didn't stop beating fast, and it got worse when she finally came across the man. ~ From the report he was reading, Luca looked up when the double wooden door of his office opened and Lylie, one of his most trusted staff of Casa de Lujuria, entered.

his lips hover over mine as he says the word. " For someone who is known for reading people like an open book, you sure are dumb. " I say biting his jaw and Luciano starts playing with the nape of my neck another sweet sot, somehow he found, as I said he reads people like an open book and knows all the in and out of every inch of my skin.

“Of course you do. Doesn't explain his tastes in books though, who would have thought that a man of his stature would like reading about hopeless romantics ...or maybe.” I narrowed my eyes at her. “Be honest with me Roxy….he doesn't have game does he? I mean he's got the looks but…it's possible isn't it?” She leaned in, licking my hands.I chuckled pulling back. “We need to have a better communication system.” “There you are. Been asking everyone under the sun for you.” I jumped at the sound of Luca's voice behind me. Roxy barked, getting to her feet. She rushed to Luca, her tail wagging excitedly.

My palm enjoyed the smooth cool surface of the desk, I spread my fingers against it and the door opened. Luca came in. His scent was all over the room as he stood at the doorway looking at me. I stared back. Making sure I didn't break contact. "Why haven't you tried to fuck me, Mr. Milano?" I asked.

The Florence apartment thrummed with raw energy and barely contained violence. Luca had Adrian bent over the dining table again, trousers shoved down to his ankles, as he thrust into him with deep, savage strokes. The city lights glittered through the windows while Luca fucked him like a man at war. “They want your head,” Luca snarled, slamming in harder. “Ricci is offering everything he has to anyone who brings you to him alive. And all I can think about is filling you. Keeping you dripping with me so the whole fucking world knows who you belong to.”

“Lunch is ready!” They stood reluctantly, hands lingering before they let go. --- Afternoon deepened into a golden haze. In the study, Nickey leafed through an old book, trying to steady his mind. The ledger lay nearby, waiting, reminding. Trina entered silently, gliding across the carpet. “What are you reading?” she asked, perching beside him, her thigh brushing his. “Old stories,” he muttered. But his eyes betrayed him, drawn to her lips as she leaned closer.

Sally comments, “All things considered, inconsiderate.” “Hello!” Rica safeguarded Luke, “Watch what you say.” “Truly? Young lady, he just reported to everybody here that both of you are not dating. Are you actually safeguarding that piece of sh*t? You’re on some significant degree of masochist.” Sally calls attention as she takes a chug from her brew. Rica wavers. However, she takes snatches Sally’s lager and chugs from it, nearly purging the container, Sally comments, “You do you. This is really the main time I like you.”

"We're all ears" I glanced at the both of them and my gaze fell down on sleeping Diego in my arms. It's time to accept what I didn't wish to hear, anyways at least at the end of it all I'll get my best friend off my neck over this mystery book. "Shattered Hearts, Chapter one. Let the story begins" she smiled and I relaxed my back and waited for her to read the story. "Luciano was a nerd in highschool with brown hair and beautiful brown eyes. He..." she continued reading and the more she read the more I was picturing myself to be Luciano.

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,....