Alessandro Dellisola Novels & Stories

Columba and the others. “Apollo Frias…” said Mr. Apollo shaking Mr. Darrel’s hand, “This is my wife, Columba Frias… These are my team members, actually also Hansen’s team members. Here are Deddy Timmy Sinulingga, Olivio Clementius Lee, Xavier Ottoman, and the last one is Simon Vallas.”

Ollie knows I have a mate, just not who, and right now, if he knew it was Zander, that would probably not be the best thing. "I'm fine for now, thank you," I turn back to Daniel and respond with a forced smile. I could feel Zander's gaze still on me as we stood there waiting. "Yeah, me too. I'm all good," Ollie says, nodding. "All righty then, Alpha Wyatt will be with you shortly," Daniel says, his eyes glazed over as he shoves his hands in his pockets and walks over to the kitchen, joining Zander behind the counter.

Nicolas looked down at his feet, not looking at the man whose green eyes met my brown ones. “I believe that it is right to first introduce you to your older brother, more specifically, since you know HIM, at least to let you know to apologize to him for your behavior earlier…” I frowned when I saw him looking at Nicolas who shook his head at the man. His eyes met mine for a second before he looked at the man “I’m Alessandro De Luca, Aurora’s father, and YOUR father’s prisoner”

Like he could see straight through the disguise to the terrified girl underneath, like he had been waiting his entire life for this exact moment. "Giselle." Julio's voice snapped me back. "This is Don Alessandro Romano. Your fiancé." Alessandro stepped forward. He was close enough now that I could smell him, Sandalwood and something darker, yet manly, Something that made my hindbrain scream danger.

Some real shit would go down between us. Speaking of that bitch, our eyes met from across. I held her gaze, unknowingly starting a staring contest. A smirk tugged at my lips when her gaze faltered. Surprised that she’d felt scared of me, she took a step back. And then, it happened. “Cassandra… and Ashley,” Dalton announced my partner’s name. I watched as the she-wolf’s face turned white, whiter than a blank paper. Oh, so her name was Ashley?

A glass of wine rested in her hand, untouched, while she read through the messages on her phone. The estate was quiet at this hour, save for the distant hum of voices from the east wing where Don DeLuca still entertained the last of his guests. A discreet knock at the door made her look up. One of her men stepped inside, closing the door softly behind him. “Well?” Isabella asked, setting her glass aside. “We followed your instructions,” the man said. “Tracked Signor Alessio’s movements today after he left the breakfast table.” “And?” She leaned forward, her interest keen, the predator lurking beneath polished civility.

And for a moment, everyone went quiet. I turned just as the doors opened again. Dominic Salvatore entered first. Alpha. Commanding. Unmistakable. At his side walked Aria Salvatore, his Luna, his wife, and lover… she was also the mother of his child. Her head was held high, her presence effortless, as if she had always belonged at his side. Whispers followed them, some admiring, some resentful. Luna Isobel’s lips thinned. “The woman who was sold as a slave,” she muttered coolly, “now standing as Head Luna. A slave who became the Alpha’s wife.”

My pulse hadn't quite slowed as I sat down on my seat when Alessandro walked in and his calm, collected appearance, only served to reignite the heat between my legs. Meanwhile Alberto stood by the window making a call, which ended after Alessandro walked in. “Don Alessandro, it was wonderful having dinner with you and your signorina. I’ll have the papers drawn up. We can sign in the morning.” Alberto said as he walked up to us. “Perfect.” Both men shook hands firmly and bid their goodbyes as Alberto walked out politely. You'd never know he had a list of corpses longer than Interpol’s red list. “So, I guess I played my part properly, huh?” I smiled sweetly at Alessandro as I leaned back in my

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

Alessio was again surprised by this woman. "Yes, Talia. She is a corn snake. Tiny little thing but a menace nevertheless." Natalia held up her finger where the imprints of tiny fangs were evident. "And there's nothing much else to talk about me, so please, go ahead and introduce yourself." "I am Alessio Luca Gretto." Natalia's eyes widened when she heard his accent for the first time. And Andria was right! His accent melted onto her very skin like warm honey. "I am thirty. I am a geek, you could say. I just got my latest masters. I have four masters in different areas of automobile engineering."