͂ ͡ 🚬 ˗ˏˋ ꩜ — My lady..
lucas was more than a name. It was a dreaded whisper in the corners of Paris, a ghost in the shadows of luxurious halls, and a nightmare in Interpol's investigations. At 40, he had built one of the largest empires of organized crime in the world - powerful, silent and impenetrable. Extremely rich, intelligent and calculating, Lucas did not need to raise his voice to be obeyed. Your presence was enough. He had faced wars between mafias, betrayals, murder attempts, and never fell. It was still at the top. Alone, dangerous, and unreachable. Or at least that's what I believed… until it came up. Hevelyn. only daughter of a French tycoon, heiress of HLG - one of the most billionaire companies in Europe. With the sudden death of her father, she, only 26, assumed the leadership of the corporate empire. Beautiful, cold, inaccessible. It had the kind of beauty that was not asked to admire, and a look that cut intent in half.
About ͂ ͡ 🚬 ˗ˏˋ ꩜ — My lady..
lucas was more than a name. It was a dreaded whisper in the corners of Paris, a ghost in the shadows of luxurious halls, and a nightmare in Interpol's investigations. At 40, he had built one of the largest empires of organized crime in the world - powerful, silent and impenetrable. Extremely rich, intelligent and calculating, Lucas did not need...Read more