Don't Call My Name Alejandro Novels & Stories

I smiled, gripping the handle of the knife in my hand. “ You were so special to him. Why?” I asked walking closer to him. “ I don’t know what you are talking about.” He stuttered as I kneeled down in front of him. “ See, I don’t believe you. Because before he took his last breath, he mentioned your real name.” I whispered “ Princess, what are you talking about??” Alex huffed. “ you are bluffing.” He said through staggered breathing as he trembled with fear

Her next words causing my heart to skip a beat “If there is one person that I’m starting to trust in this world, it is you, Alpha Alexei” ************************************** “You never did tell me what your last name was?” Scarlett asked, our fingers were intertwined as the two of us walked on the sand, and turning to face her, I smiled, running my thumb over her fingers. “Aslanov” I said, pulling her to the water. The cold water hit our feet as a wave hit shore. The two of us smiled at the feeling, and seeing as Scarlett had a short beach dress on, I couldn’t help but wonder how she would feel with me screwing her here and now.

And I won't. "Shut up, woman. We know that she's inside hiding." the arrogant voice said. "What kind of filthy place is this? Alejandro, make it fast!" "Jerk!" Hatred is evident in Lena's voice. "Thank you, that is my middle name," "What a Prek!" "Matias, that's enough." an authoritative voice echo and my heart goes wild. Alejandro. The very last person I wanted to open the door. "Cameron, I know you're in there. open the door or I'll break it."

Estella POV My phone pulled me from my spiraling thoughts. Alejandro’s name lit up the screen. “How did the deal go, mi estrella? I know you’ll knock them off their feet. Don’t forget you’re unstoppable. Call me later—I want to hear all about it and I miss your voice already.” I stared at his words and swallowed hard. This should have been comforting, but it only twisted the knife deeper. He had no idea about the accusations, the cancellations, or the articles dragging Estrella Designs through the mud.

She would fiercely defend her newfound connection, and he couldn't risk alienating her. Jessica's whispered tease broke his reverie. "You should wear a smile. You look like you're about to lose a tooth," she mocked, her breath tickling his ear. Alejandro's expression remained impassive, but his eyes flashed with irritation. He slipped out of the room, seeking a moment's solitude. In the quiet corridor, he pulled out his cellphone and dialed a number. "I need some information about a man," he said, his voice low and urgent. The person on the other end responded promptly. "Name?"

I heard a rude male voice say that I could remember anywhere. It was Alejandro my dresser. I liked him but could never figure out what he was whether a vampire, werewolf or something else. And mother never told me. "Alejandro!" I shouted as I gave him a hug ignoring his rude comment about my clothes. "Is it THE Alejandro Finn?" I heard Tiana say while looking at Alejandro with an unbelieving look. "Yep I guess, so you have heard about my work?" Alejandro then said to Tiana looking bored. "Dude you’re like the famous and number 1 fashion designer in the world, you have dressed all the major celebrities, how can anyone not know you?" Tiana said to him leaving me confused as I didn't know that.

But his cheeks were getting hotter. Alejandro could picture his angry and embarrassed face. He loved making fun of Yuriel. The wild cat looks strong and proud, like it doesn't want to stop fighting with other animals. Only he can stop it from moving. Aleandro was upset that he was still being called by his full name. So, what do you want me to call you? Alena, is that right? " Yuriel looked disgusted when he tried to sound like Sherly when she called him Aleandro. He didn't say anything when he heard Yuriel call Sherly the same way he did. Yuriel made fun of her nickname by making it sound worse than it was.

They stare at me, battling with amusement and grief. “There are many bald men, Kait,” David says, and embarrassment sneaks up on me. “I know,” I throw my hands in the air, trying to remember his name. “Alejandro. Don Alejandro. That was his name!” I gasp out when it finally clicks. Nikolai looks up from where he is sitting, his eyes darkening in rage. “Alejandro? That bastard!” Ryan grouse and my eyes dim. I narrow my eyes, wondering how they know all about the clubhouse and the people in the underworld.

Samantha is going to tell him off, rightfully so, and send him away. Samantha's voice breaks the weighted silence, barely registering above a whisper, "Say it again." Alexander starts again, "I know I've messed up, but-" "No," Samantha interrupts, "The part where you said my name." "Sammy." The name seared into his soul, the name he hasn't been able to use in far too long.

Damian reminded her. Celestina snickered as soon as she heard her name, "Err, stop calling me Celestina!" She slaps Damian's arm. "You're annoying, huhu." "Why are you beating me too?" Alejandro groaned while looking bad. She rolled her eyes heavenward, "It's not my fault. The last letter of my name was wrong when my parents registered me, hmp!" Dismissing Alejandro.