Salvatore Brothers Novels & Stories

Alejandro countered “Why are you here Alejandro? You have never visited before so it must be really important and before you tell me, you should have in mind that if it involves me coming back to the family business, my answer still remains the same… A big NO” Alejandro sighed as he neared his brother; he had washed his hands off the family and had packed up one day not telling them why “This is important brother…I need you; everything we have worked for is about to be taken away and we need to protect this family, we need to protect each other”

The only sound was the faint crackle of tobacco, the whisper of smoke curling from the burning tip. Then,three sharp knocks on the door. Both brothers turned as it opened a crack, one of their men stepping inside with his head bowed. His voice was low, urgent. “Don Lorenzo, we’ve caught the offender. He awaits your word.” Salvatore’s gaze lingered on Lorenzo a moment longer, cold and deliberate, before he finally lifted the cigarette to his lips. He inhaled deep, the ember burning brighter, smoke flooding his lungs. When he exhaled, it was slow and controlled,directly into Lorenzo’s face. The haze curled around his brother’s features, a ghostly veil of dominance.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

He pulled it out and frowned at the screen. "Unknown number." He answered it anyway. "Hello?" His face went white. Dante was on his feet immediately. "Who is this?" Luca demanded into the phone. Then: "No. You're lying. He's in prison." Dante took the phone from him. "Who is this?" "Dante Salvatore." The voice was unfamiliar, male, with a heavy accent. "My name is Sergei Kozlov. Viktor's brother. We need to talk about returning what you stole from him."

"Why are you all still in home clothes? Why are you not ready for school?" "Dad, today is Saturday, a week off for us," Adwith replied, and then I remembered that today is Saturday. "Oh yeah, I forgot," I said, and then we all had our breakfast. "We have a scan today. We are leaving for the hospital," I said to them. "I have work to be done in the company, and I am also leaving the company," my brother said.

His lips curved slightly. “Because I don’t think that such a good idea…” He paused, then his voice dropped, “Once we, the Salvatore brothers, set our sights on something…” His eyes locked with mine. “…We never let it go.”

I smiled giving a small smile as he shook my hand for what seemed to be a minute too long. "Matters are at hand to attend to brother. Standing around and fraternizing won't have those issues resolved." Salvatore savagely spoke in a professional manner before walking away. Even though it did seem as though it was just Salvatore's usual behavior. I somehow knew that he was upset at our little one minute too long introduction. One thing was for certain and it was the absolute fact that Xavier was completely different from his younger brother, while he seemed to be a lot playful. Salvatore was a lot harsh, evasive and frankly reticent, never one to be soft-spoken.

No one would dare insult the mate of a Salvatore. The rest of the Salvatore brothers all emerged from their individual cars greatly envied by students and lecturers alike. Then I saw him — Baron Salvatore. Aaron’s twin brother and considered the bad boy of the family. Complicated, headstrong, mysterious. But no one could deny his attractive features. He was tall and built — just like all the Salvatore brothers — with a powerful presence only an Alpha wolf could possess. Honestly, no male in the Salvatore family could be regarded as ‘just pleasing to the eyes’. But Baron stood out for me.

Tommy scratched his jaw a puzzled expression on his face, “Technically, everyone here is related one way or another but an extended branch does not carry the Salvatore name. Only direct descendants” Right, I remember reading that the Italian families can be traced back to a group of brothers from centuries back who started off the business before migrating to the United States occupying different territories as their seat of power. It makes sense but I try not to think so much about it because of the number of inter-marrying that occurs in our circles. But still, the whole extended thing branch.“Er.. I’m not sure I understand” I lean forward so he can take Caela as she now begins to squirm.

I said. "How long has he had you."He asked me. "Five years."I said nonchalantly. ack you did a good job bringing her here she would be of good help to us."He said with a grin . "So what's the deal."I said looking at him. "You know for years have been trying so hard to bring Brooks down and I think with your help its finally coming to pass." "I don't get it." "let me introduce myself properly, my name is Salvador the leader of this mafia group and the Brooks are the overall leaders ,am tired of being the second I want to be the first."He said.