The Bear Chef Luca Novels & Stories

“You’re in charge of dinner, I see?” She grinned, jerking a thumb at Luca. “He says I’m the kitchen boss. I’m thinking of implementing a strict ‘no boring vegetables’ policy.” Luca chuckled, wiping his hands on a towel. His smile was open, guileless. “She’s a benevolent dictator, sir. I’m just the sous-chef.” I gave him a measured nod. “Good to see you, Luca.” “You too, sir,” he replied, his tone holding the same steady respect it always had.

‘Your first job is to make a sandwich for my hungry little Zaya upstairs’ Luca turned to the Head Chef, ‘I gave you an order, my Capos will be here in ten minutes, get your stuff and leave’ He turned on his heel and went back up to Lissa, followed a few minutes later by the new Head Chef with a beautiful club sandwich cut into four with a side of Doritos. She was sat up in the bed pouting at Luca telling him that she was perfectly fine and as he approached and put the tray on the table next to the bed she said, ‘Stop fussing I’m fine’ Then she smiled at the new Head Chef, ‘Hello, which Chef are you?’ She asked him and he took her hand and bowed smartly,

My halibut practically melted beneath my fork, perfectly cooked and covered in a delicate lemon butter sauce that made me question every life decision that had previously kept me from ordering fish. Luca watched me take the first bite. Then smiled. "Worth destroying Hannah?" I closed my eyes dramatically. "Worth starting wars." He laughed. And once again, I found myself staring. Because this version of Luca still surprised me. The billionaire. The blackmailer. The visionary building an impossible city. The man who laughed with his whole chest and looked genuinely happy simply watching me enjoy dinner. I didn't understand how all those pieces fit together. Perhaps they didn't. Perhaps nobody

Smells of food linger in the air and he hums "It's your welcome party if you don't like the food please pretend. She studied to be a chef and well it didn't fall through because I kidnapped her but it's history" he says as we walk into a dining hall "Luca what are you saying to the poor girl she looks frightened" a lady walks over to me "Hi I'm Myra, welcome to my home I'll do everything I can to make you comfortable," she says grabbing my hands in hers. Myra looks like she's in her late twenties meanwhile Luca is in his early forties

Javier states flatly, not sounding the least bit surprised. Luca glares at the mess he'd made “It… slipped?” He voices out slowly. He'd clearly seen it. And it looked like Javier had let go, intentionally. His eyes linger on Javier who shrugs sheepishly. It seems Javier no longer puts effort into whether his lies are believable or not. “Yeah, it slipped” He deadpans. “I'm so hungry, you don’t mind sharing yours, right?” Luca doesn't get to decide whether or not to because Javier’s already sliding beside him, with a spoon made of wood in his hand which he dips into Luca's bowl.

Luca looks at me. "I'm guessing you like spaghetti?" I nod. "It's one of my favorite dishes." He chuckles. "It's Dex's favorite too." I smile. Dex pulls out a chair and motions for me to sit. I smile and sit down. He pushes it in a bit and sits next to me as Luca sits on my other side. I look at Dex as Luca starts to eat his food. "Not that I'm complaining but why don't you have cooks? Why was Luca cooking?" Dex chuckles and looks at Luca.

"Why hasn't the chef answered yet? Is there a problem in France?" *** Luke Lucasio has arrived in an Asian country. He has to meet a woman who dared to threaten him with the words child and Luke Lucasio's pack secrets. "What's her name?" asked Luke, now wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He walked faster than Joe to the car after leaving the inn. "Liana Maladia, Alpha. We checked the point where she sent the message." "Where is it now?" "This point is at Liana Maladia's house, but according to my data, this woman works as a cook in one of Alpha's French restaurants."

I just shook my head and quietly watched him cook our dinner. Luca immediately served the chop suey he cooked on the table. I just smiled because he also knows how to cook rice. Luca just fanned himself... he's sweating... but he still smells so good. "Do you still want to stay here? It's hot here; there's no aircon." I chuckled and crossed my arms. Luca smirked at me and flicked my forehead. "You must have forgotten that I'm a soldier, baby. I'm used to the heat," he said with a smirk.

She lowered her voice as they approached near them. The private elevator door was already opened. They shuffled in. Romero and Nico followed them. " Romero, why don't you tell your sister in law who you are exactly?" He said he took his phone out and ran his thumb over the display. She glanced at the screen to read them but couldn't understand the Portuguese language. Romero smiled and glanced at her, "Hello, sister in law. I'm Romero De Luca. I'm the CEO of De Luca security companies." She grinned and shook his head to stop him, "I don't know you're the CEO. I don't know if you're that famous. I don't read magazines and watch television. But I was aware of the company. I was expecting an ol