Novel & Cerita Alexandra Daddario Ethnicity

Arcano smiled as he let me go and pulled Neko into a hug. “Good Evening Mr. Salvatore” Neko smiled as I rolled my eyes at their interaction. Neko engulfed my father in a warm hug and almost seemed like they melted into each other. “Who is this?” “G-Good Evening Sir. My name is Ayla and I am Miss Bella's Slave.” Ayla smiled and bowed down to show my father respect. “You are such a sweetheart” My father smiled. “She is an Elven slave and as of right now, she is under Salvatore protection. Unless you have a problem with that Arcano.”

Leo wanted to become a director and Alexandra wanted to become an actress, while me here trying to pursue a singing career sometimes I'm even jealous of them at least their parents support them while mine totally hates the idea and just wants me to take over the Black company. You know I don't exactly know why I have gone mad this morning it just came out of the blue as soon as Mattheo stood behind her and started giving out orders which she followed obediently, for some reason I just couldn't handle it, and on top of that after we came out of the office and that bitch got a phone call then went away leaving me and Alexandra all alone and then she asks if I'm jealous which for some reason I

"I am the girl you will seek at the request of Mr. Alfred Zeroun Mendrick. Laura Valerie Alexander." But still. The woman's sharp gaze didn't change at all. Even though Laura had already said who she really was. Laura smile evilly and then walked around the woman as she continued to speak. "I'm sure you know who I am. I am the Son of Mr. Aric Alexander. The most feared head of the American Mafia and Damian Mendrick's greatest enemy. And you, you know that, don't you?" "Why are you tying me up like this? You want to kill me because I interfered in your dealings with Mr Alfred and his family? Is that what you want to do?" asked the woman named Zena Mikayla while continuing to stare intently.

Alessandro and Draco stood there baffled at their childish wife and girlfriend behaviour. They looked at each other and shook hands with no expression on their face. "Hello, I am Draco Blackwood. Welcome to my home." "Hello, Alessandro Williams. Thank you." Sabrina wasn't surprised at his fake surname. He use this surname "Williams" in business world. One of many reasons people recognise him as the CEO and not as "Alessandro Kingston" the mafia leader of California. "Hello, I am Lily Harrison." Lily said as he shook hand with Alessandro. Alessandro passed her the bouquet and she smiled delightfully.

Only that he was wrong. I'm Ziyana Casimiro, daughter to the mighty and fearless Dario Casimiro, a Mafia Lord in Sicily. My life itself is one that could be regarded as the life of a Princess. I had everything a girl could want; expensive dresses and bags from well known designers, jewelry that cost a fortune, not to mention parties and holidays all over the world. Our home was built on a wide area of land, heavily guarded by the best security facility in Italy. The mere mention of my father's name sends fear down the spines of his enemies.

Women like Alexandra Marino never live anywhere that isn't named after something romantic and dead. She picks up her binoculars. The penthouse lights have been on since four AM. The silhouette moves through the glass with a precision that doesn't belong to someone who can't sleep. Alexandra Marino moves like someone who is planning. She puts the binoculars down and opens the file on her lap. Alexandra Marino, thirty-four years old. Born in a hospital in Red Hook to a mother who remarried too fast and a father who didn't live long enough to be anything other than a legend. Head of the Marino organization. Forty-seven percent of Manhattan's narcotics distribution. Fingers in construction, ship

Adriana de Luca was her name, a name that carried weight in certain circles, though she hadn't known it for most of her life. Adriana's entire existence had been a secret, known only to a select few who had sworn never to speak of her. Born to Antonio de Luca, the formidable patriarch of one of the most powerful crime families in Philadelphia and Mamaa, as she affectionately called her mother. Adriana's life had been almost completely shaped by her father's absence. Her mother, a very beautiful Romanian woman named Elena Petran, had met Antonio during one of his extended business trips to Eastern Europe. Their romance had been fast and fiery, a tempestuous whirlwind of stolen moments in diml

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.

I recognise them immediately. Micah, Alex's ex-fiance, and Adriana, her sister. Leaders of the Blood Moon Pack.

Chapter One hundred and Thirty seven Desiree Vittoria Allison bells the one and only escort in the whole of chicago, she isn't a public service nope she was made for the elite as she will always say, she goes for the old money, they that are free to lavish their whole eternity on her, she's ruthless and pretty much shameless and I mean what would you expect from her and fun fact she is very intelligent too, speaks over 18 languages, graduated from Oxford and she is the daughter of well known mafia Bell De Valeria.