Romans & histoires Davi Lucca

"I've ended my relationship with Davian Ricci." "That's good if it's true," Lucia said.

Do you know her name? Allan Cruz: Yes, her name is Savannah de la Lucca. Everyone was in awe.

He yelled out to his Beta through the mind link not even thinking of the fact the poor man would probably be asleep by now. “ Get me Dayna right now!!” He growled immediately he heard his beta’s voice from the other end. Holding his mate firmly in his hands, Lucious’ eyes turned pitch black and with just the blink of an eye, he completely disappeared.

Raiden Jacob I stared at her calmly, she immediately looked away and focused on the man she was arguing with. “I’ll get my car out of the way, are you Mr. Jacob Luciano?” She asked and I nodded no, I see, she’s trying to act as if she doesn’t know me. “My name is Raiden Jacob Luciano, it’s nice to finally meet you, Miss DAVEN.” I said calmly, I never knew she was the miss DAVEN I was going to met.

“Not happening.” Luca sighed, shaking his head. “That’s disappointing.” He lifted his glass, taking a slow sip before setting it down. “I wonder… how much is your son worth to you?” Rage burned through Damian’s veins, but he kept his expression neutral. “Careful, Luca.” The other man laughed, amused. “Relax, Cavendish. I’m not Morelli. I don’t kidnap children. But accidents happen… car brakes fail, gas leaks occur…”

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.

my eyes landed on the man who’d put me through so much humiliation. What the hell was Luca doing here? “Patriarch Vasiliev.” Lorenzo’s voice came out tight and hard as his hand clenched at my waist and pulled me closer to his body.

Everyone and their uncles know that to have the Moscow Bratva owe you a favor is like having the key to heaven. The room falls quiet again. I can see the next name forming on their tongues before they even say it. Luca tries anyway. “Then… the Romanos?” I let the name hang in the air for a second, tasting it. Rafael Romano. That smug, prick from Italy. I remember him from the last summit; sharp suits, sharper smile, always acting like the underworld was a fucking boardroom. I’ve read the reports on his operation. Clean, ruthless. But never a coward.

Morning came and Luca slowly opened his eyes, he had tried his hardest to resist the urge to sleep but unfortunately he had underestimated how exhausted he truly was but now that he had rested, he felt a lot better. His eyes scanned around the room and as they landed on the vacant bed, Panic set in, he pushed himself off the chair and almost fell, as his eyes began frantically searching through the room till he saw Damian, Standing in front of one of the windows and looking down at city, He let out a sigh of relief.

After all, ten million was useless if he fell ill! Author has something to say: Davi: I'm a hardworking OMEGA! Liam: My baby works hard all night~~ chuuu