Luca Balsa Novels & Stories

He drove. Luca's first day report, delivered at high speed during the car ride home, lasted approximately forty minutes and covered in detail the construction area, which had materials he had not previously encountered and which represented, in his assessment, significant creative opportunity. He had also made a friend named Ezra who was a vampire child and who had a different approach to structural engineering that Luca considered incorrect but interesting. He had found the mathematics portion undemanding and had said so to Orla, who had apparently responded by giving him a problem set from the next level up, which he had found more satisfying. He pronounced the school acceptable.

It was a message because Basha had found out. Or worse someone was trying to provoke Rafael into self destruction. She sat in her chair for hours that night staring at the photo of Luca hidden inside a hollowed out book. His face was older now and streaked with grey and sorrow but he was alive. Living quietly in a private compound in Montenegro under another name amnd protected by a web of secrets only she could navigate. He’d waited all this time and not for her but for the children they made together. She had failed to protect one and she would not fail again. Her hands closed into fists on the desk because It was time to finish what she started.

‘as you can see, he dyed his hair black and is wearing glasses, the glasses would make him even more unrecognizable besides there is a small camera in the glasses so we see exactly what he sees’ she briefly paused then continued ‘luca isn’t a fan of suits which marco also knows, so seeing him in a suit is something marco would never think of’. ‘Wow’ Monalisa said giving Silvia her phone back ‘the disguise is impeccable…So, what’s his back story’. ‘uhm luca will now live as Bradley dale a day before mar co’s meeting, Bradley is the Vice president of link group in china, he is also a distant cousin of Mr. Quinn, Bradley is a type of man who can be cheeky when he wants to and can also be cold w

Her eyebrow's meet. "Nah... You're right. I'm Mr. Lust's assistant slush driver— I'm Barnald." He agreed with what the girl said. Luca didn't know why he did say that, but he felt it was better like this. There's a part of him that doesn't want her to know who he is. Why? Lyca only knows one thing, it's better for her to think that he's just an assistant of Mr. Lust— better for her or better for him? He couldn't really tell.

Chapter 107: Elena’s Closure Luca sat inside the old 4x4, parked deep in the shadows of the São Tomé jungle. The thick air pressed around him, warm and heavy with the smell of wet soil and blooming flowers. A layer of humidity clung to his skin, yet he barely noticed it. His attention was locked on the satellite phone in his hands. It was small, silent and unremarkable, but it held the last living link to his sister. It was the final thread connecting him to a world he had burned to the ground.

I said reaching into my bag and pulling out a bunch of bananas. His eyes lit up in glee, "Are those Musa sapientum bananas?" I nodded, "Only the best for you." "Come here," he said pulling me into a huge tight hug and dragging me beside him onto the bed. "Careful of your stitches, Luca!" I exclaimed as he grimaced in pain, "You aren't done healing yet!" Luca then peeled one of his bananas and took a huge bite of it before my hair started to get stuck to it and he was frantically trying to pluck it off.

Luca asks beating me to it. "He's a fucking Fae"

Thank God. I looked toward Luca again. I already knew what was going on, but I had a hard time coming to terms with it. It was so unbelievable. How? "Luca..." I called for him and got Nothing. Not even a glance. Bastian leaned back comfortably in the chair behind the desk as though this were an ordinary business meeting. "Let me just say," Luca said, looking around the office, "I'm impressed." Bastian smiled. "I've spent years building this while my father prepared my brother to take over his empire. I knew I needed something of my own."

"All you've done is lie to me, Luca. You used the kindness I had for you against me. You used our Sibling-hood against me! All the time I thought you were fighting for justice, you were the cause." Senna turned to look at me in confusion. "What are you talking about, Balia?" I pushed past him and looked up at Luca, whose expression darkened. "Diablo is just using you. He has been doing so for a long time, but you're too blind to see it!" Luca laughed. "Be told me you were going to say this. Wait, you expect me to believe you over him? Someone who had protected me for a very long time over a useless and miserable sister like you?!"

Balbina's tears were not stopping after seeing her lover in so much pain. The old lady, Aelia muttered, " what were you doing over there after delivering the message? You should have come down, idiot. Were you waiting for her to stuck her arrow? Hmm? Master will be so dissapointed with us. " She shook her head. Luca was so ashamed of himself that he couldn't confess to his team that the beauty of the lady intrigued him. How was he supposed to tell them he was so busy in drinking the beauty of the lady that he didn't get the time to react. A gasp escaped her lips when Balbina sniffed and said, "Master already knows. He was in his balcony and saw the whole drama. "