Luca Ercole の小説・ストーリー

"He fucked my fiancé." Eric’s scream ripped the silence while he struggled with the chair. Alessandro's face turned pale, his gaze now fixated on luca. His voice came out loud and Eric had to pause for a moment. "You fucked his fiancé." Luca's hand was still outstretched across the table and Alessandro was looking at it like it belonged to someone he didn't recognise anymore. I watched my brother step back from it slowly, the way you step back from something hot before your brain has fully registered the burn.

Chapter 54 [ITALY] The Mafia's resident. SLAM!! LUCA slammed down his hand heavily on his oak wooden table and Fabian flinch in front of him trembling in fear "What did you just said" Luca Roberto Gonzalez the Don, the owner of the Lucarians, the ruling mafia clan is Italy and also the father of Trevor. He is seated leg crossed on the other on his swivel chair inside of his office with his assistant standing in front of him. His face is twisted in a frown,lips tight but however he still look handsome and young.

If Luca used to spend all of his time at work and at home, his daily activities now include dating his sweetheart Tilaine Doukas. The woman is the daughter of a well-known composer and music producer Xander Clay Doukas, and one of the seven grandchildren of the Underground Society's founder, Senior Klimt True Knight dela Vega. Of course, Tilainel was unaware of her late grandfather's previous life, and Luca had no intention of informing her. Even his membership in the organization is something he intends to keep hidden from her.

he said softly but with a tone of deadly warning, “that the only thing more dangerous than your enemies is disappointing me.” Silence fell again. Aurelio broke eye contact first for a second. But Luca saw it. He always saw everything. “Leave.” Luca said. Aurelio turned, jaw tight, blood still fresh on his lip, and walked out without another word. When the door closed behind him, Luca remained standing where he was. Still and thinking. Then slowly, he turned toward the table where a tablet lay waiting, already filled with shifting data streams. Blackstone. Roberto. Dominic.

Elena stepped forward, boots crunching across the scorched marble floor where her childhood memories had once played like soft piano notes. Luca stood a few paces away, his silhouette framed by a broken arch where their mother once held lectures on neural evolution and legacy. His black suit was immaculate. Not a wrinkle, not a speck of ash. As if he refused to acknowledge the world was burning. “You look like her,” Luca said softly. His voice was almost drowned by the wind. "Mother. The tilt of your head. The way you hide your nerves in anger." Elena's grip on the Codex tightened. Her heart was a steady drumbeat of rage and purpose. "Don't speak her name."

“There is no need to be so wary of Eren. He is from one of the ruling families of the Vampire Kingdom, and it is impossible for him to harm us in any way.” Lucien moved his head, and did not say a single word, except that his hands tightened on Emilia, who was sleeping on his back, while Lucas continued, looking away at the red moon. “He is also the first candidate to be her husband in the future, so there is nothing wrong with some transgressions, but not now, do you understand what I mean?” This time, Lucien pressed Emilia to the point that she moved on his back uncomfortably, but even so, nothing appeared on his face.

Doctor Stevens has been on this since the beginning, if Matt didn’t say it I sure as fuck would of. Matt and Geoff shake hands and the tension finally starts to drop. “When can we see the rogue?” Leon asks. Luca looks at him and raises an eyebrow “who even are you?” “Oh sorry my name is Leon , I’m a lab tech and scene investigator for Heretic HQ” Luca nods at Leon as if his answer is satisfactory. What is it with the male testosterone honestly? Everything around here turns into a pissing contest. “We can see the rogue now if you’d like” Matt offers. “Paulo , his name is Paulo” every head at the table turns to me. Christ the man has a name. Matt looks at me and sighs “sorry, we can go and see

I did not answer immediately, not because I didn’t want to but because I was fitting pieces together, forcing my mind ahead of the instinct to react blindly. “Rome is compromised,” I said. His expression sharpened instantly. “Architect loyalists?” “No.” That word settled heavily between us. Because if it wasn’t the Architect, then it was something worse, something we had not accounted for. “Then who?” Luca asked. I was already moving. “Adrian.” The name changed the air in the room. Luca went still for a fraction of a second, then turned toward the table, grabbing his weapon, his phone, his jacket in one smooth motion. No wasted movement, no questions that did not matter.

Why the hell did I run into her? “Yes, Aunt Marigold. I know what I want. And Leo is indeed the man I desire.” “Hmmn… he allowed you to address him by his name.” Aunt gripped Eira’s cheek. “You are lucky.” Her hand swung into the air. “He will cut off my head if I speak his name. Since we are going to be a family, let me tell you more things about Alpha Leonardo. Come here,” she held Eira’s arm, about walking her to the couch.

“It’s everything finances, operatives, even contingency plans.” Elena leaned over his shoulder. “What’s the most critical piece?” Luca hesitated, scrolling through the files. “There’s a name. Someone high up in Erebus’s hierarchy. A shadow figure coordinating everything from behind the scenes.” “Who?” Elena pressed. Luca’s voice dropped to a whisper. “It’s someone we know. Someone inside our own chain of command.” The team fell silent, the weight of his words sinking in. Vargas stepped forward, his face unreadable. “Who is it, Luca?”