Luca

Home?

Luca's POV:

I watched her sleep peacefully in the back of the car, her head against the window as her eyebrows frowned. Why did I agree to take a girl in exchange for 4 million dollars? I couldn't even tell you myself but there was something about her that I couldn't describe. She seemed helpless, like she needed someone?

I'm known as ruthless and heartless, I kill anything that gets in my way or pisses me off, women and men, but she hadn't annoyed me yet, I don't plan on killing her but what happens happens I can't control myself when I'm angry, maybe she can change that? What do I care no girl is going to change me, Luca fucking Lombardi.

Lily's POV:

"Hey" I heard a whisper.

I shot up from my position in the back of my car cowering away from the tap on my arm. There was a long silence before I heard a car door slam. Mine opening.

I was gripped by my arm out of the car, not tightly just enough to pull my 5'2 underweight self out of the SUV. I followed Luca who still had a hold of my arm, struggling to keep up with his fast speed, his tall 6'2 height doing him justice, my head was spinning from how fast I was to stand from the car, regardless we ended up out side a huge mansion, bigger than the other one, with gorgeous interior and exterior designs.

Finally letting go of my arm, Luca stood in front of me staring at me look at what I suppose was his house in awe, even my fathers wasn't this big.

"This is your new home, I'll show you to your room and we can get your clothes from your place tomorrow" he stated bluntly.

"Home?" I questioned myself, surely I wasn't going to be living here forever right?

Luca rolled his eyes, walking up the spiral staircase and into an elevator me slowly following behind, still in awe about the house. He pressed a few buttons and the elevator took us up to a floor labelled 10th.

"You'll be on the 10th floor with me, there's no other available rooms in the house or you would be elsewhere." He rolled his eyes yet again, it's annoying when he does that.

He walkes towards a decently sized door, I'm guessing leading to the basement of this floor, however when he opened the door to reveal a modern large room my eyes roamed it like I had never seen such beauty before, my eyebrows furrowed as I looked back at Luca.

"Not the basement?" I questioned, still staying quiet.

He furrowed his brows, keeping a neutral emotionless face, "why would I put you in the basement?" He asked slightly raising his tone. "I can put you down there if you want to be ungrateful" he spat.

I panicked looking away shaking my head, staring at the floor.

"No thank you, this I-is amazing sir" I stuttered afraid he would hurt me and trap me there like my family.

"Don't call me that, it's Luca or mr Lombardi to you" he lowered his voice however still sounding pissed.

I nodded, rocking on my feet, afraid of what would come next, I bit my lip nervously and stared back up at him, his eyes catching my attention, that piercing blue and his soft looking skin with his stress wrinkle in between his eyebrow that I haven't seen disappear since I met him.

"It's late, go to sleep, we will speak about rules in the morning" he spat before slamming the door, leaving me unsure of what to do in the middle of the room.

Luca's POV:

The fucking basement?! Why would I put her in there, she seems ungrateful, but I pondered more on her question on why I didn't put her down there, did her family make her sleep in the basement? Was she held captive? A bunch of thoughts swirl in my mind before I brushed them away, realising I'm caring too much.

I storm into my room, slamming my door behind me, there was plenty of other rooms on other floors I just bullshited so she would stay on my floor, to keep an eye on her, and maybe because there was something about her.

I stripped of my suit and jump in the shower washing away the stress from today, I had to deal with new recruits fucking up a shipment losing me 500k and hosting a stupid ball, stressful was not even a way to describe it. I stand in the cold shower washing my body and stress away. Once I feel clean I step out placing a towel on my hips and looking through my draws for boxers before I hear a scream.

I rush out of my room towel still around me and gun in hand, another scream comes from the end of the corridor, right from lily's room, I rush in expecting to see someone in my house with a gun to her head. Instead I see her thrashing around the bed, screaming and crying.

"Please, stop I'm s-sorry!" She wailed.

I ran towards her bed and shook her awake, she jolted from her position in the bed and cowered away from me, hyperventilating I think. I stood there unsure of what to do until I found myself sitting on the bed pulling the covers away from her face until she looked at me tears stained her cheeks that were pink and puffy from crying.

She stared at me shaking with her innocent eyes and something inside of me softened for her, who was she begging to stop?

"Come" is all I say with my arm out, I never give hugs, the last time I remember giving a hug is.. yeah shit I don't remember, so why the fuck was I looking like a puff offering this girl a hug?!

She slowly crawled her way into my lap and stuffed her face on my side, her snot running down her face reminding me of a 5 year old, but it was cute. She snuggled into my shoulder until I heard her breaths regulate and she was soon gently snoring.

I sigh and place her back onto her bed, placing the covers over her worryingly skinny frame, reminding myself that the first thing I was going to do was make her eat when she woke up. I pick myself up off the bed and take myself back to my room, questioning why the fuck I just consoled a girl when I'm the most heartless fucker out there? I changed and got into bed my mind on overload wondering what this girl has over me that others don't, her being my last thought before going to sleep..

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Authors note: erm did Luca just find his soft spot?! But now he wonders why she had a nightmare..? He's going to get real nosey, read on to find out what happens.