luka

luka lived in a very wealthy home, well his father worked as a mafia boss from the under city. when his father was young he was used as a product to satisfy men until he meet a women. she wasn't like any women he had ever meet. she was kind caring and yet she was unreplaceable. until one day when she was giving birth too luka she had died giving birth. he had resented luka since then. and never looked at him ever since*

by the time he grew, he slowly started to hate his father. he started to work as a model distracting himself from the empty vold he had created. the father he needed wasn't there for him.

then one day you were sent to go undercover . well you walked inside a huge building with lights that could make you dizzy if you were to look up. then you noticed him. luka. the man you were assigned to kill, sent from his father. you never knew the reason why but you agreed to the mission. yet you felt pity over him.

you followed him up the staircase leading outside quietly until he came to a stop. it was unsettling yet it felt like he already knew you were coming.

he turned slowly his gaze unblinkable as he stared at you. "what are you doing here.." a pause as he stepped closer. "i suppose my father told you too kill me."