Mattia And Alejandro Novels & Stories

Selena Mario was now shouting gaining attention of the crowd. Alessandro looked at his surrounding and took a deep breath to calm himself. Almost everyone was staring at them. Nearing closer to her, he whispered in her ear. Sabrina Leonardo looked at the scene of Alessandro too closed to the clingy girl and tears stung in her eyes. She walked closer to them to hear what they were talking about. "Shut the hell up! You stupid woman! We never had any relationship and you were never my girlfriend! Remember it was just a casual time pass from both side! Now don't utter more of nonsense and go away silently."

I’d learnt he had squads that were led by captains who were ‘High ranked Warriors’, most of whom were Beta-ranked wolves or from Alpha families. I walked to the next young man and gave him a small smile. He flashed me a sexy smirk and I instantly knew he was one of those players. Another one of Alejandro's annoying men it seems! "Hey Beautiful, I'm actually glad I ended up here. I mean, I heard a lot from Luca about you. The name’s Mathew." He said. "Really?" I said, "Arms up." "Anywhere you want them Doc?" I rolled my eyes.

he murmured, almost tender. Then, louder, to my father — “She’s a virgin, you said?” “Pure as the day she was born,” Alejandro replied, pride thick in his voice. “The pride of the Mendoza line.” Matteo’s smile made my skin crawl. “Wonderful. Alejandro, a private word?” My father nodded. “Rafael, please continue breakfast with your sister.” The second the door closed behind them, I flew to my brother. “Rafael—” My voice cracked. “You can’t let him do this. Please. You know what Matteo is. You’ve heard the stories—”

He's already taking care of them, even though they're only fish swimming around in my stomach. "Mattia doesn't look like the kind of person who will back down." I warn him. In contrast, Mattia Moretti has that same determined gleam in his eyes that Alessandro has. That look that tells you they will get what they want, regardless of who has to suffer for it. Alessandro lines his cock up with my entrance and slowly enters me. "You make me hot and bothered when you're jealous." I close my eyes in pleasure and pain, the sting still there from when he fucked me twice earlier. "I'm not jealous."

maybe she recognized Luciano and Adriano. "Mama…. who's this beauty?" Mary Rose asked as she stepped forward. "Oh guys, this is Alejandro Misturah, my childhood friend," I announced. "My childhood friend?" Turah asked with a raised eyebrow "nigga you tripping." She said, then chuckled. "Hi everyone, just as he had said, my name is Alejandro Misturah" and I'm his betrothed. Or in other words, `` fiancee." She said, chuckling.

About the blood we spilled, the deals we ran, the women, the fear, the chaos. “You never reached out,” Matteo said after a long pause, his eyes narrowing slightly. “I couldn’t,” I said. “Not after what I did. Alejandro wanted my head.” “He still does,” Matteo muttered. “But he’s not half the man he used to be.” I smirked, I guess the news hadn't reached Florence "Alejandro is dead" Matteo's hands froze mid air "What?" "Old man traced me down to my childhood town, was out for my blood but there's someone who wanted me dead more than he wanted me dead. Why else do you think I'll dare coming back here"

Muscle spasms begin to leave me weak and almost unaware of where I am. Mattia leaves a bite on my shoulder, as if his possessive self needs to mark my body as his own property, and somehow, that was by far the most pleasurable thing I felt. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the orgasm he had given me; our breaths were still trying to calm down when he pulled me into his arms. Mattia is an Italian man who is starting to have some gray hairs, making him even more charming. His finely drawn, thin lips are what make him even more beautiful. I run my hand over his full, neatly trimmed beard; his bright eyes on me are clear in their questioning.

Stepping aside, I reveal a still despairing Mattia, who is still whimpering with his head buried in his hands. “This is the king of the ports. Don’t get fooled by his current appearance. He is having a tough day,” I whisper, laying an arm around her waist. “Matt, can you stop crying for a minute, so that I introduce you to someone real quick?” Mattia has barely lifted his head as Nerthus gasps, “Oh my God. Matty?” “Nerthus?” Mattia asks. I’m worried for a moment, but as he gets up with a big smile, and they hug like old friends, my worry shifts into something else.

"Roman can't get mated to Genevieve!" Bryce said, as soon as the door opened up. He stormed into the meeting room and scanned it with a livid look on his face. On the other hand, Nicole looked up at Roman, expecting him to agree to his grandfather's words but then his lips were pulled into a thin line. "He has to!" Ariel shouted, following after Bryce and contradicting his words. "The mate bond is sacred and we can't have our next Alpha follow after your footsteps." Ariel added, with a determined look on his face.

Now, how could Stefan told Ullric that it was possible that his sister had hated Ullric at their first meeting? "About my mate ... You don't have to worry, Alpha. I am the destined mate for her. If I can't make her accept me willingly, then I don't deserve to say that I'm her mate." Stefan hadn't had time to say anything about Lulla, and Ullric had already put Stefan's mind at ease. The Alpha of the Silver Pack stared at Ullric for a long time, before he finally smiled a little at the man's words.