Don't Call My Name Alejandro Novels & Stories

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.

“I’m here for you.” “I don’t remember you, though.” He smiled. “First things first. My name is Alejandro Ortega.” “Do we have a relationship?” I wondered. “Oh, we have a relationship. We share a lot of secrets.” “I’ll go call a doctor,” Levi said, his eyes on me for a moment before he left. As he walked out of the room with his head down, he dug into his pocket and pulled out his phone. For some reason, I wanted to leave the bed, go to him and comfort him. He just looked pitiable. Alejandro pulled me away from my thoughts when he spoke.

Draco told him inhaling a deep breath of cigar. "Alams....okay...you are the great Blackford. I have heard your name often in business world." Alessandro said in impressive tone. "Thanks man....I was actually wondering to if I should ask it or not.... I need your suggestion." Draco spoke a little unsure and confused. "What is it?" Alessandro was alert. Does he know who I am?

I guessed that he was calling to urge me to apologize to Doris in the group chat again. I did not want to answer the call, but the phone rang over and over, as Luke called me over seven times. I was still in the pack cleaning up work, so he called the phone there and the phone was brought to me. "Alpha Luke’s on the line. Seems urgent," the guard said, handing me the phone. I took in a deep breath and reluctantly answered the call. "What is it?" I asked coldly. The moment I picked up the call, Luke's angry voice scolded me over the phone. Someone would have thought I was a servant taking orders.

Alejandro attended the phone call. “Alejandro, darling, do you have any idea how much I missed you? Those four years were like forty years for me.” A girl's kinky reply made Alejandro frown. He started at the phone's screen clueless. It was an unknown number with the country code of Mexico. He placed his phone back on his ear skeptically. “I’m sorry but who’s there?” he asked curiously. “Dear? Don’t you have my number? Didn’t you recognize my voice?” she clenched her teeth.

The man holding Alejandro said to his men. “For the meantime, I will try and get rid of the bullet,” he added. I watched the scene unable to think of what to do. While my head screamed for me to move and assist, I froze on the spot. That moment my eyes met with Alejandro and I swore he muttered something underneath his breath. It didn’t take long for him to pass out. That was when it snapped in my head that I had to do something. “Don! Don!” The man called. Don? That’s the name of the leader of a mafia gang. Not just anyone could be referred to as a Don. This then made sense to me as I recalled from the first time I saw him, the tattoos on his body to him killing those men.

He asked with a smile, a small dimple forming on his chin which added to his charms. Amara gripped her dress in a fist, her chest heaving with the deep breaths she was taking. "Amara" She answered. A flash of emotion passed through the man's eyes but he covered it quickly. "Amara" He tasted her name on his tongue. "I am Alejandro Su-" A call cut him in the middle. "Excuse me," He said and answered the phone, his facial features hardening as he talked in Spanish.

Alejandro turns to me, raising an eyebrow as he assesses me. "And who is this stunning lady with you?" He asks, glancing at Devon. Devon's grip on my waist tightens as he nudges me closer to him. "This is my wife, Jessica. Jessica, meet Alejandro Fernandez. He's the owner of the Callisto brewery," Devon introduces me to him. "Oh, a beautiful woman, is she not? Enchanted to meet you," Alejandro says, taking my hand and kissing it. "My name is Alejandro Fernandez, but I'm sure you already know that."

Could he be the one who… Instantly, I ended the call and scrolled through my contacts list, stopping at his number. When I dialed, the call wasn't answered until after several rings. “Father-in-law—” “You dared to still call me that after what you caused my daughter!?” His voice thundered through the phone’s speakers. My heart sank. He already knew. “I— I apologize. I will explain.” “Meet us at the Supreme Alpha’s mansion.” Us! Which meant he was with Selene. I jumped into my car and raced there. The thought of disappointing him was worse than…

The moment Jacob realized he had called out the wrong name yet again, he visibly froze. He scrambled to correct himself in panic and stared at me, hesitating for two seconds before finally squeezing out, "Anya, will you?" I could only manage a bitter, helpless smile. This was our mating ceremony. Yet, even now, the name that still slipped past Jacob's lips was "Anna". Looking at Jacob, I could see the sheer panic in his eyes. I knew he wanted to explain himself.