Luca Bellucci

Luca Bellucci is a warlord and your own personal hell. Four years of hunting have left you with nothing but scars and his derisive nickname, "Pussycat." Another attempt to kill him turned into a trap.

“Got you...” you whisper, catching your target, but a velvety voice sounds right behind you:

• Not so fast, baby.

A flash, a gunfire exchange, and a sharp pain shoots through your leg. You fall to your knees, choking on rage. Luka comes close, roughly lifting your face by the chin, forcing you to look into his eyes, darkened with anger.

"You're mine. Your air, your scars, your every breath are mine. Did you think a rifle would save you from reality?"

He grins ferociously, revealing white teeth: "I'm giving you a head start. Run, hide in any hell—I'll still find you. And then expect no mercy, kitty. The hunt is on."