LUCA Few Hour Earlier… “What are you trying to say?” “It’s quite obvious, make her your queen.” I scoff at my best-friend, rolling my eyes. “That’s impossible and you know it. She’s not like us, I’m not going to drag her further into my world.” I say with a grim expression contouring my face. I take another drink of my whiskey, the cool liquid burns down my throat as I chunk the rest of it. “No, she’s not.” He concurs, putting his glass down on the stool beside him. “Then don’t talk about it anymore. I don’t need a queen to run my empire.” I state, dispelling the topic. It wasn’t one I wanted to talk about. He doesn’t speak after that, just watches me, I feel his gaze on me. His tight-lipped expression tells me that he’s not pleased. I didn’t care either way, it wasn’t like I needed a woman by my side but the thought of letting her go was just an impossible task to me. Because she was already mine. I made a deal with that bloody housemaster of hers, it’d be cruel to send her bac
ELIANAHis touch was different now. I don’t know what it was that changed but something suddenly felt different with Luca. The air about him changed… the strange look in his eyes, the sex… was different as well. The glimpses of a smile that would tug his lips ever so often. He was even more lewd than he used to be. But he was also softer and a little more attentive to my needs. I’d like to think that I was just imagining these things because there was no reason for him to develop these sudden changes.The sensations they roused up in me sent my heart racing every time. But it also made me confused. I liked this new side to him, but it also made me think he thought of me as something more than what our relationship already was. He was being extremely nice and he'd let me do some things that I wouldn't normally be allowed to do.Footsteps greets my ears, the closer they got, the clearer and precise they sounded and I recognized who it was as he approached the bathroom door. I turn my
ELIANAI put on the dress Matilda had picked out for me and it’s perfectly fitted on my body with metallic silver threads that runs through it, giving it a glimmering effect whenever the dress catches the light and an off-shoulder neckline. It has a slit that cut through the front of my mid-thigh till the hem and the spaghetti straps provides additional support, adding a delicate look to the overall design.I sit in front of the dressing table, watching through the mirror as Anna did my hair in a sleek mid-high braided bun and slips out a few strands from both sides of my face and curls them. My make-up is done lightly with a potent blood red lipstick. Luca is waiting in his office, his head bent and his forehead mirrors a slight crease from the frown tainting his face when I walk in—his guards at the door had pushed the door open for me when they notice my approaching figure.I’ve never been to his office before, Luca was a slightly different man when he wasn’t having sex with me… I
ELIANA “Stay close to me, little bird and don’t speak with anyone.” Luca instructs lowly as we walked into a large hall. I nod in responds, moving to his wave as he guides me through the multitude of people. I’d say we moved with ease but it was really people clearing the path for us as we sauntered forward and by us, I meant him, Luca. There were a lot of unknown and intimidating faces here but in reality, Luca was the true Alpha male here and he seemed much bigger than life itself.Earlier, he mentioned that he didn’t attend these sort of events but it seemed even without his constant attendance everyone seemed to acknowledge him. Mostly, in the eyes of the men and in their gazes, held either fear, hate or reverence. His presence demanded attention and respect. Everyone was staring… at him… at us. At me. And I suddenly felt small and insignificant. I felt like a prey that had just stepped into the lair of beasts and I didn’t even amount to a piece offering.“Don’t freight, no one’
LUCARage was the only thing I felt when I saw them—Eliana pressed up against a wall in the restroom and this fucker who dared to touch her. He’s pressed up against her and his filthy hands are holding her in place. She looks shaken—afraid, her wide blue-grey eyes looked at me with terror. I want to cut those hands off so they’d never touch a hair on her skin again.She had been gone for a few minutes, even though I’d assigned one of my guards to watch over her, I couldn’t help the unease that filled me at the lack of her presence, she was after all, in the world of wolves, the very den itself. I thought it odd that my guard hadn’t beeped me but my unease had spiked up when he wasn’t responding to me either. So I stalked my way to her, calling up a few of my other guards with me but I don’t see my guard I put in charge of her anywhere around as I matched down the narrow hall leading into the restrooms.My blood spikes up at the thought of something bad having happened to her, my chest
LUCA“His name is Flavio Ramos. Thirty years old and an only child to his Italian father and Mexican mother. He’s also affiliated with the Italian mafia.” Enzo informs, crossed legs and seated across me in my office.I’d instructed him the night before to find out everything about that man and as I suspected, he was an outsider to the Spanish mafia organization.No wonder he was stupid enough to do what he did at the charity function. I nod, flipping through the file. “There’s nothing else on his family background.” I state, looking up at Enzo.“Both parents are deceased. I didn’t think you’d be interested in that.” He says, scratching his temple. “I’ll look into it then.” He starts to rise to his feet.I shake my head, stopping him and he seats back down. I glance down at the file again, my eyes scanning through the paper in front of me. “Never mind that.”“Are you sure? I’ve got a lot of time.” My head picks up and I look up at him, he’s wearing his casual expression that says he do
ELIANA I haven’t seen Luca today but I knew he would be in his office attending to his work. Luca had a lot of other investments besides from his mafia work, so I know he might be stuck in paperwork as usual.—somehow that thought made me sad. It meant I wouldn’t get to see him for a while. When I had woken up this morning, he wasn’t in bed anymore but I had felt his present behind me last night. I’d only seen him at breakfast and even while going through the collection of books in the library… I wanted to see him, even if it was a glance at his face.My feet patter softly against the marble flooring as I make my way into the kitchen. Esme is standing by the kitchen counter in front of the coffee machine.The rich, fragrance of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, filling the kitchen with a sense of comforting warmth and I smile at the smell. Esme’s coffee always tasted great, they’re the best coffee I’ve ever had—I’ve only ever had coffee once and it didn’t taste as great. She
ELIANAWe’ve gone over the ingredients and started the prep work… and a few hours later, it came out, perfectly.The apple pie, straight from the oven, was an irresistible temptation. The flaky, buttery crust glistened with a golden hue, the aroma of cinnamon, nutmeg and sugar wafting from the warm, tender apples encased within filled the kitchen with an allure that made my stomach grumble and my mouth water.The pie had come out better than I had imagined though most of the work were done by Esme, I could only assist as much as I could while I watched as she made it.I swallowed down the urge to have the first bite as I cut through the tenderness of the pie and platted it on the round, plain ceramic plate Esme puts out. Topping it with whipped cream and blueberries, I smile at the dish, feeling content but it didn’t make my nerves burn any less.“D-Do you think Luca would like it?” Esme gives me a warm smile across the counter as she reheated the coffee she’d left out to help me mak