80's Daniel Larusso Novels & Stories

Elara’s POV The leather seat felt too soft for someone like me. I sat stiffly between two stone-faced men, my hair still wet and sticking to my skin. I couldn't breathe well. Not even a coat was given to me to make me feel warm. I sat straight up, my mind running back to him. Dante Caruso. The man who bid one million for me without blinking. I knew who Dante Caruso was. Everyone in the city did. He didn’t need an introduction. He was a feared mafia Lord in Italy. But I'd never seen him before.

“What kind of people?” Daniel hesitated. “Enemies. The kind who used to hate each other more than they hated us. Now they’ve got something in common. You.” A slow breath left my lungs. “Names?” “Luka from the Eastside crew. That ex-cop who runs guns out of Carson. Even Juno, the girl who tried to put a bullet in your head two years back and some others that I can’t name” He said with a sigh as he walked close to me who had already walked away for a little bit.

) thought by Carlo. With a powerful serve(words) coming from Carlo to him, Daniel just shut up his mouth for being useless as he knew it to himself. *******************

Daniel POV: I shut the door behind me and Dario chuckles "When I got the call from you on Monday talking about you had something I needed I didn't expect you to have Thalia and Nina" I seethe and he grins leaning back in his chair "Well, Daniel when I asked if we could meet up you said there's no need. Your men kill my cousin and I brushed it under the rug so I figured we could bring peace between the Russian and Spanish mafia" Dario says and I sigh going to sit down. Oh so it's business

But Daniel seemed amused. “Oh come on, Luca,” he said. “She deserves to know.” Adriana looked directly at Luca. “Know what?” Luca hesitated. Daniel leaned forward. “Your mysterious boyfriend here,” he said smoothly, “used to work in private security.” Adriana frowned slightly. “That doesn’t sound very shocking.” Daniel chuckled. “That’s because you don’t know the full story.” Luca stood. “Daniel. Leave.” But Daniel wasn’t finished. “He wasn’t just security,” Daniel continued. “He was the best operative our organization ever had.”

He didn't just walk over; he practically stomped, his dark eyes burning into the back of Leo’s expensive suit. Daniel arrived within seconds, stepping directly into Irene’s personal space. He stood right behind her, his tall, imposing figure throwing both her and Leo into shadow. He crossed his arms over his chest, radiating a freezing, terrifying aura of absolute, quiet arrogance. Elias, standing by Irene’s legs, tilted his head upward, looking at Leo’s dimpled smile, then turned his sharp eyes toward Daniel’s furious, glowing face. “Wow,” Elias muttered loudly, his sharp mouth utterly ruthless as he pointed a small finger at Leo. “I really wish this man was my father instead of this grumpy

I say sarcastically. “Stop joking for at least a minute, could you?’ He says seriously. I cross my arms. “OK.” Daniel takes a deep breath and uncrosses his arms. He looked nervous. “I don't know what gave me that moment, but...” “But it won't happen again because I'm not old enough for that.” I cut off angrily. “Can I finish?” He mutters irritably. “Physically, you don't look seventeen, Lara. And that somehow ... It draws attention, at least mine. I never went to make out with anyone like I did with you today.”

He did not respond immediately, but reached for his pocket to tuck away his phone. “You will be working on something for me, Elara.” His voice was smooth and silky as he pulled out something else from his pocket. “I'm sure you must have settled down by now in a new place.” I bowed my head, not replying to him. Then, I nodded. “Yes sir, I have.” “The contract with Daniel Russo did not go through,” He started. “I believe he was your client two years ago.” He looked at me again, pulling out a small pocketbook from his pocket and stretching it towards me.

Ernesto was a tall man with broad shoulders, and an oval-shaped face. "Why the fuck are the result taking so long?" Angelo demanded, snorting, and his hands fisted to his sides. Angelo had planned to create misunderstanding between Evara and Russo. He almost forced his younger brother Valerio and their friends Ernesto Vittorio. "I did as we planned it. Though, I did warn you that I'm not great when its about women." Valerio said, shrugging his shoulders. "Don't be a shy fucker!" Angelo snapped, growling.

Are you sure you don't want in? "Luca, put some clothes on," Daniel barked from the doorway, voice gravel-rough. I whipped around, a mistake I should have avoided. Daniel was stripping too, shirt off, revealing that broad, hairy chest, and slacks dropping to unleash his monster cock. Thicker than Luca's, the veined beast curving up, heavy balls swaying as he strode naked to the pool. Salt-and-pepper pubes trimmed neat, abs faded but powerful from years of control.