Insidious Ocean
Copyright© 2026 by nyra
Chapter 34: lives-
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 34: lives- - Who is the true villain in this story? Luca Moreno has always believed in justice, which is why he became a cop. Now undercover in the Brooks family’s criminal empire, he plans to destroy it from within. But when he meets Raven, the Don’s niece, everything changes. As his morals blur and innocence erodes, Luca must face who he’s becoming—and who the real villain truly is.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Crime Humor Oral Sex
LUCA
I think I’m coming down with a cold.
When I woke this morning, my throat hurt and that’s usually the first sign that I’m about to come down with something. It’s shitty and I don’t want to deal with it, but it’s business as usual.
I still have to go to Cain’s and deal with his attempts at finding Diablo.
Luckily, thus far, he hasn’t discovered my betrayal. I happen to think that perhaps he’s too busy in trying to seek out his enemy and it’s clouding his ability to do other things as successfully as usual. It works in my favour, but I don’t like how unstable he is. It makes me nervous.
He’s also still doing what he can to figure out who was behind the Marco hit. I’m not sure how he hasn’t pinned it on Marchetti yet—I mean, who else would it be?—but again, he’s focusing in the wrong areas and it’s causing him to be messy and confused.
But I put all of those thoughts to the back of my mind, feeling thankful that if there’s one good thing to come out of his chaos, it’s that he’s focusing less on Raven and I.
I meet Adiv in Cain’s driveway, offering him a hug when I see him. I happen to think we’re doing a lot better since we discussed a lot of the whole thing between Raven and I. It’s not the same as it was, but it’s definitely better and I’m happy about that.
But the second I meet Adiv’s eyes, I can tell that something’s off. He’s unable to contain his happiness, seeming giddy and impatient.
“Dove’s pregnant,” Adiv informs me in a low voice, absolutely beaming.
“Seriously?” I can’t hide my surprise. When he nods his head, I pull him in for a hug, “Congrats, bro.”
He’s wearing a massive smile, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “I still can’t believe it. I’ve always dreamed of being a father and now I’m gonna’ be one. And with my dream girl, to boot.”
My heart clenches in my chest, feeling consumed with happiness for him. Despite all that we’ve been through in the last few months, I can’t even begin to describe how much this news brings me happiness. He loves Dove so immensely and he’ll be the greatest dad, I know it.
“I’ll figure out a way to get her and I out of this mess. I won’t risk raising a child anywhere near Cain Brooks. I won’t allow anything to happen to her or our child.”
He seems so optimistic about their future and it reminds me of how positive he always is. He’s been a bit down lately—perhaps because of our distance—but this incredible news has perked him right back up.
“I’ll do everything I can to help you,” I promise him. “You know that.”
As we walk up to the front of the mansion, he nods his head. We know we’re unable to continue this conversation, but there’s something he needs to know. Something I haven’t had a chance to tell him yet.
The second he grabs the knob on the front door, a rumble of thunder echoes in the distance, causing a murder of eight crows to explode from the trees that line the driveway. They furiously flap their wings as they call out and it actually causes a shiver to race down my spine.
Adiv ignores it, opening the front door and walking inside, but I grab his arm to stop him once he’s a single step past the threshold.
“Listen, about Dove—” I begin to try to tell him about what Diablo told me about Cain looking into marrying her off in a low whisper, but I’m interrupted by the sound of expensive dress shoes tapping against the marble flooring. I snap my mouth shut, not wanting anyone to hear us discussing the Don’s daughter.
“Luca, Adiv,” Cain greets as he approaches. “Follow me to my office.”
We do as he asks, walking together towards the large doors. The last second before I step inside, I see a painting hanging to the left of the office. Storm clouds surround a tall tower, lightning cascading on either side of the building.
“Any news?” Adiv questions as the two of us take a seat, each in a chair on the opposing side of Cain’s desk.
He sits in his own, rolling it forward to rest under the desk as he places his elbows atop the wooden surface, tenting his hands at his chin. “It seems we have a problem.”
Another problem? Don’t we always have a problem? Every day there’s a new issue. Today is just another Thursday.
“Oh?” I mutter out. “Did Don Diablo come out of hiding?”
Cain’s eyes flicker from me to Adiv and back and I sense something’s off. It suddenly feels tense and my ex-cop senses go on high alert.
Did he find out I went to Costa Rica and met with Diablo?
“Come closer,” he urges, “I have something to show you. I’d like to hear your thoughts on it.”
Adiv and I stand, closing the two-step distance between Cain’s desk and our chairs.
Cain reaches into his top drawer and pulls something out of it. With a carefulness that scares me, he gently places a positive pregnancy test down atop his desk.
It appears as if someone attempted to destroy it. To hide the evidence from him.
Adiv goes ghost white, but he attempts to hide it. As someone who knows him well, he isn’t successful.
“It appears as though my Dove has fallen pregnant.” Cain’s tone is anything but happy. In fact, I can hear the threat in it, even though he hasn’t actually made one.
He’s already in a sensitive place because of the loss of Leo. There’s absolutely no way he would’ve taken this well on the best of days, but these definitely are some of his worst days.
With that in mind, I instinctively take a step closer to Adiv.
Neither of us speak. I’m far too worried I’ll slip and reveal something I shouldn’t. I reckon Adiv is stunned into silence because he hasn’t been able to tear his eyes away from the broken pregnancy test.
“Someone I trusted manipulated his way between my daughter’s legs and stole her innocence.”
Stole her innocence? Jesus Christ, she’s a grown woman. Why do some people have this weird obsession with virginity? It seems archaic and frankly, misogynistic. Who the fuck cares whether she’s a virgin or not? Who the fuck cares when she lost her virginity? As long as all was consensual—which, it was—who the fuck cares?
Cain lifts his gaze and looks between the two of us, “Luca, Adiv—” he lingers, but not on me, “—would you have any idea who this could be?”
Both of us stay quiet, but it’s only for half a minute at most.
“It’s not that complicated. It’s a simple yes or no.”
I open my mouth to protest, thinking we can fake our way out of this, but then Adiv does about the most moronic thing he could ever do—he steps forward, straightens his spine, and utters, “It was me. I can explain. Dove and I are in a relationship, Don Cain.”
His laugh bellows around us. “A relationship? “ His voice drips with venom and I notice the way his irises darken.
“Yes,” Adiv confirms. “I’m in love with your daughter.”
Cain averts his eyes, straightening out a pen that rests crookedly on the one side of the desk. “Adiv, did Dove tell you what happened to the first man I caught lusting after her?”
I notice Adiv swallow with difficulty. “He was beaten up and taught not to go anywhere near Dove.”
“He got what was coming to him,” Cain snaps and his sudden shift to anger knocks into me with the subtlety of a nuclear bomb. “She tried to hide him from me and it wasn’t successful. I always find out everything.” His words are like bullets—the shrapnel of which embeds itself into my flesh because it feels as though it’s directed at me too.
Does he know about Raven and I? Is he about to out us too?
There’s a knock on the door and though we pause the conversation, the tension is suffocating. I don’t dare twist my neck as Cain signals for whomever it is to step inside.
But when I hear heels against the marble flooring, uneasiness washes over me.
“Dove, Raven—” he greets as he stands from his desk and proceeds to hold up the pregnancy test.
I hear Raven gasp. Dove either hadn’t told her or she’s faking it.
“Welcome to the conversation, ladies. I hope both of you learn something from what you’re about to witness.” His words land like a tidal wave, almost knocking Adiv over. This isn’t going to be good, I already knew that, but those words are the nail in the coffin.
“Dad—” Dove speaks up, but it’s of no use.
“Quiet, Dove.”
“Dove, please let me handle this,” Adiv begs.
Cain narrows his eyes in Adiv’s direction. “There once was a man who worked for me. All he did was look in Dove’s direction. Look, Adiv. He took one glance at her, lingered too long on her body and he lost his job and his eyes that day.”
He walks around the desk to stop in front of Adiv, but Adiv takes a step back, forcing me further from the two of them.
“What would you say is equivalent for you, considering you defiled my daughter?” I see the expression he’s concealing and it’s obvious to me that Cain’s a roaring tsunami intent on laying as much devastation as possible in his wake.
Adiv sinks to his knees, takes a glance back at Dove and with a quivering voice, tells Cain, “I’m begging, please. I won’t allow anything to ever happen to her.”
To see Cain’s reaction to Adiv’s literal begging is harsh. There’s something entirely dehumanizing about the way that Cain couldn’t give two fucks about the fact that Adiv is begging him. He’s desperate, has lost all hope—yet Cain is staring at him as if he feels nothing towards Adiv’s actions.
With Adiv kneeling before him, he asks to be a part of Dove’s life. “I fucked up Don Cain. I know that, but I can promise you that I love Dove. I can take care of her. Please.”
“Stand up,” Cain demands, standing behind Adiv.
At this point, my heart is beating so fast in my chest that it’s pounding against my ribcage, making it difficult to breathe.
“Dad—” Dove tries to defend her man again, but Cain glares at her.
“Shut up, Dove! Stay out of this! This is your fuckin’ mess and now I need to deal with it.”
Though I refuse to turn and glance at Raven and Dove from where they stand behind me, I know that they’re being held there. If they weren’t, Dove would surely be running to her father in an attempt to fix the situation.
With Adiv standing now, he’s facing me—his back to Cain’s chest—and I can see the terror in his expression. It causes panic to lock my heart in a vice grip. I take a step forward, my breathing quickening. I want to help him, to diffuse the situation, but Adiv gives me a look, shaking his head ever so slightly.
He’s inaudibly yelling at me that this is his problem and that I’d better not move an inch. His gaze momentarily flickers to Dove and then back to me and I try to ignore what he’s telling me.
No.
Suddenly, with the flick of a wrist, Cain yanks a knife from somewhere and plunges it into the side of Adiv’s neck. Immediately, Dove screams out Adiv’s name and I run towards the two men, but someone grabs me and holds me back.
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