Alexandra Daddario Ethnicity Novels & Stories

Adrian POV. Things aren't going well for our family, we've gone through another bad episode, Jaxon bad temper got the best of him, he hasn't meant what he said. The reporter knew what she's talking about, she knew it's a sensitive topic, she asked about kids, why we don't have one yet. We are a polyamory family, meaning there's three of us, all of us are males, it's me, Adrian I'm the one only one who stays at home during the day, Jaxon my husband he's a governor, and finally there's Derek he's a police detective.

CJ laughed. "Do you even know who I am?" I asked leaning back into my chair and my shoes on his table. "Adira Alexander, the biggest dealer of weapons, has the largest security service for women and kids, the first female winner of the world wrestling tournament and most feared female underground mafia. Yes, I do know who you are." CJ said to my surprise. "How did you?-" "Even in this line of work, we take an illegal business to sustain ourselves Adira." CJ said sweeping my feet off the table.

Kept in safety. Held in the quiet dark of a house that is finally, fully home. As sleep begins to pull me under, still wrapped in their arms, I know with absolute certainty that we will keep it… with my two bullies who have now become my greatest supporters.

~ Chapter 1 Alexia Skylar Hale To be honest, killing was easy for me. Showing no emotions and killing them, the enemies. There I was, killing for my father. It was my job as il fantasma but as Alexia Skylar Hale, My job was to control my father's company by his side.

She had a lively face, a full sensuous mouth with plump cherry lips, and sparkling eyes that could change from a soft moss-green color to dark jade in moments, depending on her mood. Her skin had the perfect shade of tan, accentuated by her petite figure which didn’t diminish the respect she commanded Getting her to forgive me would be nearly impossible but I lived for challenges. “Gianna,” I covered the distance between us as I raised my hand towards her. She shook my hand off her shoulder as she stared at me with a bored expression on her face. “Don’t touch me.” "Let me introduce myself properly so we can start all over again. I am Alessandro, the Don of the biggest mafia in Los Angeles. E

I folded my arms and waited for her to continue, and when she saw that I wasn't letting this go, she gave in with a quiet sigh. "Her name was Alessia Marino,” she said. “She came from a very powerful family which is tied to some old Sicilian bloodlines, if anyone still believes in that sort of thing. She was beautiful, elegant, and so hot I think she contributed significantly to global warming just by existing. She was the kind of woman you'd see on the cover of a fashion magazine, and she was smart too. And im not talking book smart. I’m talking street smarts, like she was the kind of woman who could walk into a room full of politicians and gangsters and have them eating out of her hand in

Thus she would attend the white party, then she would sleep with Don, and after she had given him the best sex experience, she would wave all sort of lies, such that Don would be furious, and he would hunt Alexis to death, thus Lucy dressing today was a dress to kill. Actually Lucy was a beautiful one, she was the type whom you can gave all your salary to just to have her for a night, Lucy had a black long hair, and her facial was a smooth one with no spot, her legs were long and white like a porcelain doll, in fact Lucy was a beauty without no doubt.

Sebestian wants to take her name, but it sounds so foreign. "Alexandra Madden." Zia help him and look toward him. "Her name is Alexandra Madden. And no one is allowed to bully her." She said and looked toward the crowd. "Even though she is human, she is still a member of the Alpha Liam pack.Who is also your senior. So it's an unspoken rule of this university. If you bully her, Liam will beat you to death, and we are not going to help you at all." "She is also a favorite of Elder John. Who is the son of the senior Elder. So it will take him two seconds to kick you out of this university." Damon said and looked towards the still shocked crowd.

There could be no loopholes. Using Rupert's connections to the international underworld, Alex assumed the identity of Xander Croix—a powerful, enigmatic mafia lord from a French crime syndicate. The real Croix had long remained in the shadows—low-profile, but feared—just like Rupert. The two men shared a long-standing pact, forged after Victor’s greed and cruelty had left blood in their paths. And now, with Croix's blessing, Alex would wear his face.

He continued, “I think you deserve to know everything, it is your right as Diane's daughter,” "Alright," I said, taking a deep breath. "Start at the beginning. Who was my mother, really?" Alexander leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. "Our mother," he began, his voice soft but clear, "was born Diane Guerrero. She came from a powerful family in Italy, a family with... let's say, a complicated history. The Guerreros have been involved in various businesses for generations, some legal, many not." The mafia.