"Before we go in," he said, cupping my cheek with one hand, his touch surprisingly gentle, "I'm going to fuck you. Are you okay with that?" Luca Rossi, a ruthless Italian billionaire and Mafia leader, is grappling with the devastating loss of his mother, the only person who saw beyond his carefully constructed facade. Seeking solace in his exclusive Los Angeles nightclub, he encounters Lena, an independent and ambitious woman who's struggling to make ends meet. Their passionate one-night stand leaves both of them reeling, but it's only the beginning of a complicated and forbidden romance. When Lena unexpectedly lands a job as Luca's personal assistant, their paths collide again. Their undeniable attraction burns hotter than ever, but their vastly different worlds and Luca's deep-seated emotional scars make their connection dangerous. As their secret encounters become more frequent, Lena finds herself falling deeper for the enigmatic billionaire, unaware of the dark secrets he's hiding. When a shocking revelation about Luca's mother's death resurfaces, his world crumbles, and he's consumed by a thirst for revenge. As Luca spirals towards a dangerous path, Lena confronts him, demanding he face his grief and seek healing. Will she be able to help Luca find redemption or will their love be consumed by the shadows of his past?
View MoreLena's POVI woke up, my face smooshed into a hard, taut chest, and I smiled, instantly knowing who it belonged to. I shuffled to get out, trying not to suffocate, which made Luca wake up. His beautiful green eyes fluttered open, a sight that always made my heart skip a beat."Hi," I said, my smile widening."Hey," Luca mumbled. He reached out and moved the hair out of my face, his touch gentle. "You're beautiful," he finished, his voice still thick with sleep."Thank you," I replied, my smile growing."You welcome," he replied, his voice warm and tender."You know what?" I asked, stroking his beard, feeling the rough texture against my fingertips. "You look good, too.""Really?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice."Yeah. Your hair all grown out makes you look so fucking hot. Like a hundred times hotter," I gushed, my honesty unfiltered."I thought it didn't look good though. I wanted to cut it today. With you here. Half of my stress is gone," he said, a small smile playing on
Lena's POVI stood up from the bed, and Luca sat up, watching me intently. I kneeled in front of him and pulled my hair up into a ponytail, exposing the curve of my neck."Look in my eyes when you do that shit," Luca rasped, his voice thick with anticipation. He already knew what I wanted to do, knew the power I held in that moment. I was going to suck his dick until he begged, until he called out my name in desperate need.I dragged down Luca's pants, along with his briefs, and his dick sprang out, thick, long, and veiny, exactly how I liked it. It was already hard I held his cock in my hand, marveling at its size and the way it throbbed with anticipation. He had an excited cock, the type of cock to jump and move around, eager for attention. A snack that smiles back.I licked his tip, and he shuddered beneath me, his legs shifting slightly, allowing me more space. I licked again, my tongue tracing a slow, deliberate path up and down the shaft. I licked his frenulum, my tongue circli
Lena's POVLuca walked out of the bathroom, his face etched with a tiredness that mirrored my own. "I'm sorry, I didn't know it–""Lena, I really don't feel like talking to you right now," he said, cutting me off, and walked into the closet. He came back out wearing grey sweatpants and laid down on the bed, pulling the covers over his head, effectively shutting me out.I just stood there, feeling the weight of everything crashing down on me. Everything was too much, it was too fucking much. I was tired, so tired of life. I was ready to just… disappear. Fucking go missing.I crumpled to the ground, breaking down into sobs. Everything was too much, it was too fucking much. Before I could even close my eyes, Luca was already by my side, his strong arms pulling me into his chest."I want to go back to LA. I can't stand it, I can't stand it anymore. I need to leave, I'm sorry," I cried, grabbing onto his neck, clutching him as if he was the only thing keeping me from falling apart. He was.
Lena's POVI grabbed one of Luca's shirts, the oversized fabric swallowing me whole, and headed downstairs to find him."Let's eat," he said immediately when his eyes landed on me.I almost said something about picking up the trash first, but he was ahead of me. "I picked it up," Luca said, preempting my thought. He really was on edge lately, paying attention to the smallest details.I moved over to where he was sitting on the couch and snuggled into his side as we ate. The food was delicious, and we finished quickly, tossing everything into the trash.It was about 2 pm now, and surprisingly, Luca was asleep. I don't think I've ever seeing Luca just… sleeping. Oh, exceot that one time at the office. But apart from that he was always a whirlwind of energy, constantly moving, constantly doing, always working hard. This quiet stillness was unsettling.I went to grab a bottle of water from the fridge, and I felt a presence behind me. Turning quickly, I saw Luca, his eyes red-rimmed and un
Luca's POVI drove, savoring the quiet intimacy of the moment. The world outside the car faded away, leaving only Lena and me. I kept my speed low, almost savoring each mile, each turn. Every few seconds, my eyes flicked over to Lena. She was a vision of peaceful surrender, her chest rising and falling softly, her head lolling against the headrest. Soon enough, I realized she wasn't just dozing; she was completely out... The rise and fall of her chest was even deeper, more languid now. I was still holding her hand, my thumb tracing circles on the back of it.An internal war raged within me. What was this? Love? Lust? Simple compassion fueled by our shared trauma? I was lost in the labyrinth of my own feelings. But one thing, one horrifyingly clear thing, cut through all the confusion: if anyone, anyone ever laid a hand on her again, if she ever went missing again… I'd burn the entire fucking world to the ground until I had her back in my arms. My girl.Okay, too much. Way too much. I
Lena's POVHis locs felt so good in my hand, the texture a familiar comfort as Luca's hands explored my body. God, I'd missed this. Missed the way his large, cool hands felt against my skin, the way he seemed to know exactly where to touch, where to linger. Every graze, every squeeze sent a shiver through me. I hadn't realized how much I craved it until this moment.A low moan escaped my lips, and I knew I had to take control, needed more than just his wandering hands. Leaning close, I whispered in his ear, the words husky and laced with anticipation, "Recline the seats and take your belt off."He didn't hesitate. There was something so incredibly hot about his immediate compliance, the way he moved at my command. And I saw it flicker in his eyes - the knowledge that my taking charge was a turn-on for him too. It was electric. I motioned for him to stand slightly, and he did, anticipation etched on his face.My gaze lingered on the bulge beneath his briefs, the anticipation building i
Lenas POVI was perched on Luca's back, clinging to him like a goddamn koala. We'd been walking – well, he'd been walking – for what felt like an eternity, maybe ten, fifteen minutes. Finally, I saw it. The car. Salvation. "We're here," Luca announced, as if I were blind."I can see that," I retorted, rolling my eyes."Honestly, I can't understand why you're complaining when you've been on my back all through the walk.""I'm complaining because I don't wanna be close to you," I snapped. The truth was, I was tired, and being this close to him was stirring up too many confusing feelings."That's bad. You're going to be in the car with me for a long time.""How long is the drive?""Two, three hours, and I plan on taking my time. So probably a lot longer.""Then you wouldn't be driving," I declared."Why not?""'Cause I'm going to be driving.""No, you won't be.""Yes, I would.""No, you wo-" Before he could finish that ridiculously childish argument, I balled my fists and whacked him on
Luca's POVWe sat there in a comfortable silence, the tension between us slowly ebbing. I rested my chin on her head, enjoying the rare quiet moment. "I used to come here when I was a little bit younger-" I started, wanting to share the place’s significance."Luca, please, I don't care," she cut me off, her voice edged with irritation."Ouch," I said, feigning hurt. "You do actually, you're just mad so shhh," I said, gently placing my hand over her lips, silencing her protests. "I always came here when everything was too much, whenever it felt like I had the whole world on my shoulders. I would jump into that sea and keep my head under the water for about ten minutes and then it felt like I almost free from them. It always felt like I dumped all the problems there.""Open your mouth," I suddenly said, and after a brief pause, she did as I said. I put my index and middle fingers in. After a moment, she started to suck on it, which made me smirk against her head. "All my problems up
Luca's POVThe second the barrel connected with her head, her body went limp, her head lolling to the window. The adrenaline that was coursing through me moments ago dissipated instantly, replaced with a chilling calmness. Her outburst, the raw pain in her voice, it all had become a noise, a static I had to shut out. I had handled it badly, I know that, but she left me no choice. She could elicit any emotion from me and that's what pained me the most.I pulled over at the nearest pharmacy, my movements precise, almost mechanical. I grabbed some Advil and a sedative, just in case. She needed to sleep, and the way she was carrying on, I don't think that was going to happen naturally. I carefully lifted her from the car and moved her to the backseat before I settled in the front, starting the car and pulling out. I glanced back at her through the rearview mirror. Her face was pale, and I prayed the hit was enough to keep her out for a few more hours. I hated the thought of drugging her
The sky was a dreary shade of gray, the kind that blankets the world in a muffling stillness, as if nature herself was mourning. I stood by the freshly dug grave, my mother’s name etched in marble before me. "Maria Rossi – Beloved Mother," it read. The final rites were a blur of incantations and muffled sobs, a somber symphony of loss. My mother had been the anchor in my life, the one person who could see beyond the polished exterior of Luca Rossi, the billionaire CEO, and touch the raw, vulnerable soul within.The cemetery was cloaked in a respectful silence, interrupted only by the shuffling of feet on the gravel path and the occasional murmur of condolences. I wore my usual armor—an impeccably tailored black suit—but today it felt like a shroud, constricting and heavy. The priest's voice, low and monotonous, drifted over the sea of black-clad mourners, but his words barely registered. My eyes were fixed on the casket, a sleek, dark mahogany vessel that now held the woman who had be...
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