Don't Call My Name Alejandro Novels & Stories

~Jennifer I couldn't help but laugh, no body call me luna except my mate when they want to tease me or get me to do something. "Call me nala , how old are you" ~nala "I'm forty five and dad said to call you luna , you know respect" ~Jennifer I don't get why she's so scared of me , maybe cause she's young. "Nah just call me nala , no body call me luna around here anyway. And I'm almost eighteen. Come on let me show you around " ~nala

I traced his sharp jaw with my eyes before my eyes landed on his lips. His heavy lower lips were appealing. I quickly took my eyes off his lips as I didn't want to get caught and it was surprising of me to stare at a man for that long. "You never told me your name," his deep husky voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I cleared my throat. "The name's Anna," "Anna. A nice name. I'm Alejandro but many people call me Al," he introduced himself to me. "Alejandro," his name rolled out of my tongue and I felt a jolt of electricity down my spine.

Alejandro stepped toward as he glared at me. “We need to talk. I believe you owe me an explanation to help me understand what you were doing at the academy?” He raised an eyebrow at me. I remained silent. “What's your name?” Belle interrupted Alejandro again. I considered remaining silent but I found the word slipping out of my lips, quietly. “meandra,” my voice was barely above a whisper. “Get back to work,” Alejandro snapped, his eyes filled with rage. “You have no right to talk to her or to respond to any of her questions,” he said as he picked his sister up. I remained silent.

~ ENRIQUE ~ “Dante!” Kataleya exclaims as she flings her arms around her brother’s neck and he hugs her, lifting her right off the ground, but he is a fucking giant. “Nice place you got here,” Alejandro remarks, his eyes assessing the packhouse before he gives me a strong handshake. “Of course.” It was late last night when I got the call from Alejandro… (FLASHBACK) “Hey, fucker.” “Hello, cabrón,” I reply before I look down at the beauty in my arms, not wanting to disturb her.

She asked and I groaned. That isn’t my fucking name. Just a while ago she called my name so why was she back in calling me that—that is my father’s name, not mine. And I hate hearing it from her. “Can’t you just call me Alejandro?” I asked without facing her. “No, I can’t because I won’t. Now answer my question ‘Mr Caltillo’” Something tells me she is doing this to spite me and she was truly doing a good job at it. “They are my guys,” I answered vaguely.

He answered to Claeg with a radiant face. I became frightened suddenly... I already knew the answer, but hearing it come out of their mouths was terrifying. Claeg slammed a powerful blow into Samael’s shoulder. “It could be too frightening for him,” he said, but the smirk still lingered on his lips. “Don’t worry, he doesn’t look like a coward man — Wait, what’s your name?” Samael asked me. “A-Alejandro,” I stammered. Who among us is not a coward? Not me, because I hid all I want to do right now from my mother’s jeans, but I don’t have a mother now... Hahaha.

Alejandro let out a snarl and said, "Changed my mind, I want their names and addresses." She laughed. "Not a chance." He eyed her with a heated look that seared every particle of her being. She thought he was going for menacing, given his next words, but wet heat flooded her pussy, telling her that she secretly dug his 'enforcer' look. "I have ways of making you give up those names, Gina amor," he growled. "You gonna torture me, Alejandro?" she whispered spreading her legs a little and giving him a heated look of her own from beneath her lashes.

Alejandro said coldly. I took his hand in mine, hoping he and Marcel didn’t start attacking each other. "What’s your name?" I asked the boy. "Mine?" He asked, sounding surprised as he let us through the dark halls. Only Alejandro’s lead was guiding me. "Yeah, who the fuck else?" Alejandro added. "Eric." He said. "Nice name." I said. I could feel the tension and anger rolling off Alejandro, I knew playing nice wasn’t in him. I knew this was not his style. Alejandro was the type to work alone and not trust anyone or rely on anyone for help. But I knew to defeat Endora we needed a united team. I knew he had listened to me because I wanted to stay and help the Wendigos.

I smiled politely, giving him a fake name; I didn't need this creep to know my real name. "So who's this man then?" He asked. "Ah , you wouldn't know him" I shrugged, brushing it off making him more interested. "Tell me" Santi almost demanded. "His name is.....Alejandro" I hesitated. "Why did you hesitate?" He asked suspiciously. "Wouldn't you hesitate if a Mafia leader who wants to have sex with you wanted to know your boyfriends name?" I spoke with a cheeky but joking tone, trying to hide my fear.