Alexandra Daddario Brother Novels & Stories

undeterred by the insult, Xander proclaims. "My brother is the Mafia Boss. Yes, I'm only a shadow to him. When a threat is at hand, he has full command over the entire family and all allies but never will he intervene with my issues while in Dharma. I came to woo Skye's family and Alek Vasili came as my brother, not as a Mafia boss. He came to support me not to intimidate" With a clenched jaw, he continues.

“Just keep in mind, once I tell you everything, you can’t sidestep it and eyes will be on you every move from here on in to ensure you keep quiet.” “I’ll take my chances. I just want to know what in the fuck is going on, Alessandra. I can handle myself. So, I ask again, who they were?” “Well, the first one is Alexander Russo, he’s my eldest brother. The other one was Ashton Rossini, he’s a college buddy of Xander’s and also a business partner. Our families have known each other and have done business for decades now, much longer than I’ve been alive.” Zandro went silent a moment, his gaze taking on a faraway look. “Why do those names sound familiar to me.”

Damon staggered back a step, the pain raw on his face. “You said my brother died in an accident,” Damon said, voice shaking. “You said there were no suspects.” Alexander’s eyes turned sharp. “I lied.” Aria gasped. Damon flinched as if struck. Alexander continued, merciless. “Your brother was not alone that night. And the boy with him—the boy who fled the scene—was Adrian.” Aria whispered, “So my father’s disappearance… and your brother’s death… are connected?” Alexander nodded. “By the same person.”

"I'm planning to have some fun with some hook-up ladies tonight. Interested?" Alejandro, usually composed and focused on business, was taken aback by Alexandro's proposition. He replied firmly, "I'm not interested in such distractions, Alex. We have more important matters to attend to." Alexandro chuckled and playfully teased his brother, saying, "Come on, Alejandro, you're like a newcomer in the Mafia. You need to relax and enjoy the lifestyle more. I can't even remember the last time I saw you screwing a bitch."

And finally, Alessandro exhaled, defeated. “Damian called,” he said quietly. I nodded, urging him to continue. “He said… my brother is back in Rome.” For a second, the words didn’t fully settle in my mind. His brother. Then realization hit me. We had never talked about him. Not once. I had heard murmurs before. Whispers among La Camorra women, servants, people speaking in lowered voices. Alessandro’s brother. The one who disappeared. The one some people preferred over Alessandro. The one no one ever openly discussed in front of him.

I said. There was dead silence after those words came out. Immediately after that, everyone burst into laughter. "Not me? Who is it then? You're so obsessed with me. Would you really agree to be someone else's mate? "Besides, there's only my brother in my family and me. My brother's been gravely ill ever since he was attacked by rogues. No one even knows how much longer he'll live. "More importantly, I heard his wolf was injured too. Apparently he can't even mark anyone anymore. Are you really choosing some loser who's even weaker than an Omega?"

“This is crazy. She doesn’t have any brothers. I’ve seen her records, her history, everything is correct.” The man’s eyes grew cold. “You only saw what we wanted you to see,” he said. “The story we made to keep her safe until the right time.” The room went completely quiet. Even the noise of the city outside seemed to disappear. Sophia looked at him, her heart racing. “Who are you?” she asked, even though part of her already knew. The man stepped closer, his voice quiet but full of feeling. “My name is Alexander Dante,” he said. “These are my brothers, Damian and Lorenzo.”

"And this is Matthew, my—" "His brother!" the newcomer cut in swiftly, walking towards the table. "And you must be Alex. Sorry we had to meet like this. Damien hasn’t shut up about you since your first encounter on the plane." Alex blinked. "Oh? He has?" Matthew laughed, pulling out a seat but not sitting down. "You have no idea. And as for these ladies," he gestured toward Lucy and Genevieve, who both smirked, "even though my brother acts all tough and heartless sometimes, he’s a good man with a kind heart."

she trailed off, letting the tension hang. "Sister?" Rosina asked in a confused tone, her brows furrowed. "Oh, how silly of me," Hailey said with mock surprise, slapping her forehead dramatically. "I haven't even introduced my brother properly." She pointed toward the entrance with a flourish. "Ladies and gentlemen, let's welcome the French Mafia Leader, Alexander Adrian... or better yet, Damien Alexander Adrian/Andreev." Rosina and Aaron's eyes widened in shock as Alex stepped into the room.

There was a short pause then her voice came “Not tonight, Alex. I have other things to finish.” She had the efficiency of a woman who never wasted words—always direct, never circling. I was still crafting a polite reply, something about whether I should have the escort wait or reschedule, but she had already hung up. The call cut, leaving only silence in the car. I stared at the dead screen longer than necessary, the seconds stretching thin. No one knew more about his affairs than I did. Beyond business—mining operations, logistics, contracts—the only matter left was his personal life. And that always circled back to Wyatt. His estranged brother.