Alex Russo Boyfriends Novels & Stories

Every eye went to his signet ring on my finger. “Smile,” he murmured against my ear. “Let them think you’re happy to be mine.” “I’m not.” “Lie better.” Russo found us by the ice sculpture. He was fifty, silver, and smiling like he hadn’t had his son killed last week. “Alessandro,” he said, kissing both cheeks. “You came. And you brought…” His eyes dropped to me. “Forgive me, I don’t think we’ve met.” “Isabella Rossi,” I said before Alessandro could. No fear. No apologies.

Russo snarled low in his voice. Garrett smiled at him as he looked into his stormy blue eyes. "There's no doubt about it. But you need to control your anger, son. You can't keep doing this to yourself all the time." Garrett said, pointing at his bandage. Russo dipped his chin, flattening his lips slightly. He jerked his chin at sleeping Evara. "Is she going to be my wife?" He paused. "Momma and Aunt told me once." he added immediately.

The Alpha smiled as he stood up from his seat walking slowly towards me. "I..." I shuttered not knowing what to say seeing the Alpha walk towards me. "Evelyn, no need to bother about formalities, just call me Ethan." The Alpha smiled immediately when he got to me. "I...." I shuttered feeling rather confused wondering why the Alpha was acting rather strangely. Did he fall in love with me at first sight or what the hell was happening?

he asked again. Czar began to feel bad for his boss. He can see that Alesso is feeling guilty. But this has to be done. Nero Vitiello and Reed Carter are the only two men who are loyal to Alesso. The Russian mob boss is ruining his relationship with his friends with his ego. "Mr Carter" he replied. Alesso looked at Czar with a sad smile. "Then why do I feel worse about the friendship I ruined than the girl I lost?" he asked.

A bucket of relief washes over my face, knowing I am not gay. Alex is really hot. She has been with me for the past couple of years as she didn't find her mate yet and, of course, no one would deny an Alpha. "Rough day?" She asks me sultrily. Oh, you have no idea. Worst day of my life.

Alright" Rick gave in, pressing his lips into a thin line before retreating. With a sigh, I sat back into the chair and glanced at his fingers tapping at the table. Those fingers had touched me last night and Russo had whispered to me to cum on those fingers. I pressed my thighs close immediately to stop the throbbing that had arose from the mere recalling of that memory. What the hell was wrong with me getting faintly aroused from just seeing his fingers? I grabbed my cutleries and began eating, very slowly. "Is he your boyfriend? The Rick?" Russo asked in such a condescending tone. "If he was my boyfriend, I would introduce him as my boyfriend, Russo. He is my best friend and that is what

Then, as if reading my mind, she straightens her shoulders. "Why are you so interested in my ex-husband?" "I don't think it was suicide." "And why does that concern you?" "I just want to be sure." Her eyes are full of a gentle curiosity as I explain my involvement with Robbie Chase and how I went to Russia with Amber. Elena props her toned legs on the coffee table, showing what miles on the treadmill can do for a woman. "They were business partners." "They were more than that," she replies, "along with Alexi Zelenyy, they were like The Three Musketeers."

"I don't know. My teen sister is a fan of Friggman and she and her friends were gossiping about their secret relationship in the car so I thought..." "So everyone knew except for me." Mr. Russo chuckled humorlessly before pulling me towards him, my breast bumping into his. He lowered his lips to touch mine but I turned my head. "I am sorry Mr. Russo but I did not know you were in a relationship. That's why I slept with you but I am not going to get involved with a committed man!" "I broke off the engagement with Norah on Saturday." He said. "Before I fucked you for the first time."

I just shook my head and then I screamed, especially when they sprinkled water while people on the dance floor got wet. My hips went wilder when Shakira’s Hips Don’t Lie played. With the remix of Boyfriend by Arianna Grande. I close my eyes and dance. Someone touched my waist, and when I opened my eyes, it was Christ Nielson’s face that almost kissed me, and didn’t want to let go of my waist. “Athanasia, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you.” I immediately pulled away and avoided him; he was a good friend of mine. Del Russo is connected to the Mafia Organization since my father is a good friend of Avenson.

Alex stood up abruptly but was pulled down by the doctor. "Control yourself!" he warned him. "It would be rude of me if I do not introduce myself. I'm Anthony Russo. Your awesome and winning competitor" the man on red suit chuckled. He had a goatee around his chin and a long black hair that he packed as a ponytail. "I see you have hurt yourself. If only you committed suicide, it will be good because your existence in this world is a pain in the butt". "Hey!" Theresa snapped, held her hand in the air and narrowed her brown eyes at him. "And who are you to speak like that?"