Rob Lucci X Reader Novels & Stories

I was busy reading a book about finance I could literally not give two fucks about on a normal day if not for boredom and the zeal to act busy and engross myself in anything at all when Luca walked into the room. “I am done with my investigation on that man that attacked Elena that night, alpha and there is a particular part that I just can not seem to get my head around so well because it is just so confusing.” He said to me and I immediately took off my reading glasses and then out the book down alongside with the glasses.

Roy ducked it like it was nothing, grabbed the front of Brighton’s harness, yanked him forward, and drove another fist into his stomach. Brighton doubled over, coughing blood onto the floor. Roy’s chest heaved, knuckles split and shining red. His voice came out low, lethal. “Say it again. Call her that one more time. See what happens.” The room had gone quiet enough that I could hear my own pulse roaring in my ears. Then— A hand clamped around Roy’s bicep. Luca. He’d appeared from nowhere—shirtless, still damp from the shower, black boxer briefs slung low, hair dripping onto his shoulders. Muscles coiled, eyes dark.

Lucian was distracted by a poster on the wall next to my bed. I quickly snuck out to dump my clothes in the laundry room before returning. “You wanted me to read to you? What do you want me to read?” “I want something interesting. I always see you reading these thriller novels.” “Oh, you want to find out which way I’ll kill you?” “I want ideas so once I can walk again I can pay you back for being so good to me.” I bit the inside of my cheek. He’s getting cockier now that he knows he’s protected. I picked one of the books I considered my favorite.

] After reading the message, Luca’s eyes suddenly darkened, exuding an intimidating chill that made others hesitant to approach. ***

Rosella's POV "Strip and spread those legs wide," Blake Luca growls, tossing a 9-inch realistic dildo right at my face. I blink rapidly and catch it like my life depends on it, fingers wrapping tightly around the thick silicone shaft before it can smack my cheek. I don’t dare say a word. I just stare at the man standing at the edge of the bed. But God forgive me, Blake Luca is the definition of ‘A man made in sinful flesh…’ tall and broad-shouldered, his body carved like he’d spent every minute of his life lifting heavy dumbbells in the gym.

You ever wonder why sin was irresistible and sweet? Why bad habits were the hardest to quit? Well, I think I just found the answers to those questions in the form of the enigmatic man who sat in one corner of my room. Luca Russo. The ruthless billionaire. Here in my bedroom. Staring— no, rather, glaring— at me with those blue eyes.

🔞WARNING:🔞 This chapter contains explicit smut. ******* Luca's POV: I pounded into the warm cavern of a dye-blond hair girl under me, rocking and thrusting at a stable pace. I watched her fake long eyelashes flutter, and her way-too-red lip gloss parted as she let out endless moans that filled the silent room with a lewd sound.

Luca explained. Luciano lifted his gaze, his brow furrowing. His bodyguard seemed to have much more observant eyes and deeper thoughts than he had ever realized. “So, does Lucy share the same feelings as you?” Luciano asked. Luca averted his eyes, a brief flicker of doubt crossing his face. “I’m not sure yet,” he admitted, before shifting his gaze back to his Mafia boss with renewed steel. “But I’m not going to give up until she says yes.”

Wow, how can someone be so amazing? Lucci smiled when she saw these comments and walked over to my wardrobe. [Don't talk about Blair like that. Not everyone can stay afloat. I think that it's better to please yourself rather than please men, because we can only reply on ourselves.] After saying that, Lucci ended the live stream. I immediately checked the security footage and saw Lucci going into my wardrobe and stroking several of my jewelry pieces. She fondled them and put them on herself. Eventually, she put a few necklaces into her pockets.

Doctor Luka greeted us cheerfully, and I wanted to fucking slap him even though he did nothing wrong but after he checked my stitches and told me that I will need to wait for a few days more before getting rid of them I considered slapping him again. But then Rocco urged me to leave, and we headed to the car while the doctor accompanied us. The two kept talking about something while I stood watching them because Luka was blushing furiously. Hmmm, I knew that Luka has a thing for the cyborg, but from what I gathered, I think Rocco might be asexual. I have never caught him checking a woman or even a man before.