Did Leonardo Da Vinci Have Any Siblings Novels & Stories

“Are you simply going to believe Vandel’s version of events without any proof?” Leonardo’s expression darkened, his jaw set with a rigid tension. "My parents are dead due to Alessio. That’s all I know. That’s all I believe," he declared, the finality in his tone like a sealed door. I leaned forward, the air between us growing heavier. "Have you heard of Martini?" His gaze sharpened, a flicker of recognition passing over his features. "Yes. Martini is… he’s my father’s brother. Why?"

I said as a confused expression displayed on my face. "Well, he does have a brother, named Salvatore. He's not always in the open and trust me when I say he's more brutal than Luciano. They're always like cat and mouse and I was more surprised when my men got the news. It could only mean that he had something up his sleeve." Don explained. I was shocked to hear that Luciano actually had a brother all this while "Are they biological siblings? I'm still in shock because I thought Luciano was the only heir and more reason why he behaves like an animal." I said.

LUCA The room was almost as silent as a grave yard, thirty minutes after I had assembled my brothers and told them of Fabio. I had intentionally left Valeria out, because I knew it would be easier to tell my sweet forgiving sister, than to tell the two men in front of me. Dante finally spoke first. "So you are telling me, that that father of yours, not only played half a role in our lives, but was able to go start up another family, with another woman?" he was angry, and rightfully so.

"He learned not to show it. There's a difference." “Well, he’s really good at that.” I whispered. “He had to be.” There was silence before Vinnie spoke again. “"He had a brother. Luca. Younger than him by four years. Luca was completely different, loud and easy and reckless in the way that only the youngest child can afford to be. Matteo was his opposite in every way, but he was devoted to him. More than he has ever been devoted to anything." I went still.

⸻ Seraphina felt the color drain from her face. She looked toward Alessio. “So…” “Leonardo isn’t your brother by birth.” Alessio slowly shook his head. “No.” Then after a pause… “He became my brother the day my father carried him home.” ⸻ The recording continued. ⸻ “I gave him my name.” “My home.” “My family.” “Not because I pitied him…” “Because I loved him.” ⸻ Lucien quietly wiped away a tear. For the first time… He remembered tiny fragments.

What danger could there still be? I cleared my throat, trying to coax more out of him. "Having weaknesses isn't bad. What are yours?" "I have too many… too many already… I can't handle another one that's so obvious." I thought about the Brown family and the threats that always seemed to linger over their younger members. I also recalled his closeness to his cousins and their wives. From what I saw at the wedding, Lucius had a special bond with Leonardo—they acted more like brothers. I also noticed his affection for Lucia, Sara, and the twins. And as much as he claimed to hate Lennon and Clara, they talked more than I expected.

“There’s something I think you should know. You need to speak to Gino.” “I haven’t got time to speak to fuckin’ Gino, Anna. Tell me what I need to know, right now.” Gino retired to Italy after my father died, and no one heard from him anymore. The man doesn’t even bother with his own son, these days. “There is a chance that Daniel is your brother,” Anna admits, wrapping her dressing gown tighter around her body. “What the fuck did you just say?” I stare back at her, blankly.

“I don’t know, Serena. I don’t think you’re right. He would have killed you or had someone do it the moment he saw you sniffing around his house. Instead, he asked to sleep with you and give more cash than your parents ever did.” “Besides, you said he asked you what you were doing at his house, meaning he doesn’t have any idea. He thought you were there to steal, Serena. If he did something to your folks, he would put two in two together.” “My uncle told me my father was speaking to the DeLuca family in their final moments. They have to know something. He has three other brothers, Lily. If not Nero, either Nico, Adrian, or Enzo.” Nero had three brothers, and they all lived in Italy or other

The brothers’ eyes lit up, and they could see the same thoughts flashing in each other’s eyes. “I think he’s with Dad or something—in the garden! I’ll go bring him here!” It was very rare to see them this energetic, but this was how they were when it came to their little brother—the only unshifted sibling. Born into a family of werewolves, Leonardo’s case was extremely rare. Compared to all the children Gorgos had fathered, each of whom was an Alpha, Leonardo wasn’t even an Omega. It was as if the genetic spin had completely missed him.

Leonardo's actions only seemed to confirm Lorenzo's growing suspicions that his brother was indeed attracted to his mate. "Cassie is my mate You should do well to remember that, little brother," Lorenzo warned, his voice low and dangerous. He felt his inner wolf fighting, snarling, desperate to take control and rip his brother to shreds for eyeing what was his but he kept the beast in check. He didn't particularly care for his brother on a personal level, but he couldn't deny Leonardo's crucial importance to the Giovanni empire. The only reason the family's legal businesses still thrived was because of Leo's sharp mind and management.