Don't Call My Name Alejandro Novels & Stories

“Congratulations, Liam. A she-wolf succeeded in stealing your heart. I'm glad you are experiencing a different aspect of life. A woman broke that wall and won your heart. I’m just a little disappointed that you’re married. It will be hard for you to make your dream come through.” “Yeah. This is my reason for wanting to leave. I need to stay far…” The buzzing of my cell phone consumed the air, calling my attention in its direction. I casually walked toward it. I reached for it. The display number was an unfamiliar one. Who was it? I hesitated for a while, letting the phone cry for more minutes. I picked up the call. “Alpha Leonardo,” I said politely. “Ha, it’s indeed your call line,” came in

he said, his voice deep, almost amused. Tesla’s eyes narrowed. "Should I?" The man smirked. "Maybe not. But I remember you." My stomach twisted. "Who are you?" I demanded. The man looked at me, then back at Tesla. "My name is Aldric," he said. "And I know how to break your bond."

She shook her head slowly, hoping that the Alpha that Irene liked was not that man. “W-what's Alpha's name?” She asked again with a nervous intonation. Her lips trembled, and her eyes rolled out of focus. “Addy,” Irene said quickly. She paused her sentence a moment, then continued her remark, “The Alpha I like is called, Addy Durant!”

My phone starts ringing discarding my thoughts at once. It's Alejandro. Even he would be a better leader than Leo. "Hey," I greet him. "Buono sera signore !" he greets me back. I always liked him better than Leo. At least Alejandro calls me sir. "Evening though it's going to be a hell of a night, tonight. I hope you are ready for today's mission ?" I ask. "Oh yes, signore, always ready for the clan !" he says and I smirk. That's the kind of people I like.

“Protect me? Let me ask you Ava, what is your definition of protecting someone?” Ava sighed, “Alejandro please...” “Don’t call me that,” he warned. Ava was shocked, since the day he told her his name, she had picked calling him Alejandro because she loved it more and he had never been against it, he had even mentioned that he loves when she calls him that. “What do you mean?” “Don’t call me that when you are talking about her.”

Ophelia chuckled and I did, too. "I heard that." It was Eric in the background. "Hey, Eric." I said loud enough that he can hear. They must have using their enhanced hearing to listen with our conversation. "You good there, lady?" He yelled back. "Don't mind them, chicken. Eat your foods in silence, will you?" she yelled to them and I laughed. "So, what's his name?" I bit my inner cheeks. I don't know how they will react with Aiden. "His name is Aiden." I said. They all fell in silence as they heard the name. It's never unfamiliar for us since Aiden has been a great Alpha and achieved a lot that earned him spreading rumors anywhere.

said Easton, angrily. “We don’t know who they really are or what they look like. No one has seen them before,” said Alejandro, “I will finish this family once and for all,” he said anxiously. “Mr. Easton, when will I be discharged?” she asked. “Why are you still calling him Mr. Easton?” asked Alejandro mischievously. She looked at Easton as if she was asking what to say. “I like her to call me that way, I like role play” he said while looking inside her eyes.

"Don Alejandro’s on the phone. He said he wanted to talk to you." He blinked multiple times upon seeing the maid talk. But that was just it— he just watched her mouth move. He didn’t understand her at all. "Sir Rome?" "I’m sorry. What is it again?" He finally managed to do so while forcing his thoughts to shut down. "Don Alejandro is on the phone." 'Alejandro? Who the hell is Alejandro—Shit!' "Thanks." Rome didn’t have a word to describe how he felt when he quickly grabbed the phone. He couldn’t be having Alzheimer’s just because he fucked his enemy’s daughter, right? He even doubted if what happened mattered to Margaux at all.

Sally's panicked voice pierced through the tense air as she pleaded with Alejandro, "Let me out of this thing! Let me out! Please I'm begging you in the name of God. Let me out of this thing! Please!" Alejandro stayed completely silent because Sally's fear was so evident that her voice trembled, sounding like a desperate, croaking frog. Finally, Alejandro broke his silence and raised a pointed finger toward Sally as he said, "I've got a few questions for you, shawty. What's your name?" Sally, her voice trembling but determined, replied, "Sally! My name's Sally!" In the midst of all the chaos, Bruno, Alejandro's right-hand man, ordered one of Alejandro's men to bring a fancy, comfortable chai

From what I’d heard, he had no one dear to him. “Arianna Bocelli.” His deep voice rang out, holding my neck in an invisible chokehold. I froze in fear where I knelt. No one knew my actual name at least not around here and certainly not from a man who had much more important things to do or people to kill than a baker with no life How did he know my name? And what did I have to do with him? How did I even matter? What did he want? Alejandro’s lips curled up in what was supposed to look like a smile but had me knowing that my world had come crashing down.