Damn Daniel Guy Novels & Stories

Daniel drove to his favorite hotel and as soon as he stepped down from his car, he was surrounded by some press men who had sighted him and followed him "Sir, what do you have to say about your wife's betrayal?" "Why do you think she cheated on you?" Daniel paused and glared at them, "get the fuck outta my way" he snarled and they shivered at the look on his face, Daniel's face fell on the name crested on the shirt of one

Even the famous Shawn Miller wouldn't confess to her, stunned by such a lady. "At first, I did that because of my uncle, Gabriel Moretti," said Daniel, who suddenly took a chance to talk. Kiran was walking towards his confession booth to face him. "I have to hook a girl I've never seen before, Delilah Starley. Then he gave me a deal and a chance for a better career. I took that opportunity, and that's where it all started," Daniel added, making Kiran nod. Kiran walked up to Daniel while staring at him.

Daniel… My eyes narrowed slightly while I shook his hand, because I knew exactly one Daniel from years ago. Only one. And he had been… involved with Eric. Actually, more than involved. I tilted my head slightly and allowed a small mischievous smile to appear. “Daniel Wu,” I repeated slowly. He nodded. “Yes.” “Can I ask you something?” I said casually. “Of course.” “Do you know someone named Eric?” Daniel frowned. “Eric?” “Yes,” I said quickly, leaning forward a little. “Tall guy. Blonde hair. Used to walk around like all grumpy and sad...”

He didn’t know how long Daniel did him. It was his fifth orgasm and he was seeing all black. "This is how I punish those who don’t listen to me. Got it"? Daniel pulled him in a headlock before smirking to the camera that Jack was unaware. Jack opened his eyes once before he lost his conscious. *********** Daniel had left the apartment to hit the bar with friends. He got the 20 thousand dollars by winning the task, and was proud of his work. Not even a slight of guilt touched his heart. He was like this. Never bothered about the people he fucked. He never looked back.

🍭 Kathie POV 🍭 We continued walking. Suddenly Daniel stopped..I stopped too. He was looking at someone. I followed his gaze. He was looking at a lady, he had a surprised look on. Is she his girlfriend? The lady was with a guy talking and laughing. They were holding each other romantically. Daniel brought out his phone, ready to snap them. The lady and the guy started kissing each other. Daniel gasped. What is wrong with him?

"Hello, sir!" "Where are you?" Daniel asked. "I am at Lauren's but the truth is, he is not here I met some really pretty girl in his house." He said looking at Mandy who was eating acting like she couldn't hear anything he was saying. "What pretty girl?" Daniel asked. "Mandy!" "Shut up, come over here, if he is not there." "Come on sir!"

His voice boomed in the room and all of them were scared to see him. Everyone knew how Daniel worked and how close he was to Davish Grey; the CEO of the GREY. Daniel's eyes roamed at the members of the meeting and suddenly, his eyes were stuck on her. He glared at her. "Why are you here, Ms. Connell?", Daniel asked Ananda as he knew about Amanda that she was bad news for Davish. "I'm here with my future in-laws", Amanda shuttered badly in front of Daniel and he smirked wickedly.

And she had no respect for it! “I see that the young lady caught your eye,” Daniel spoke. Daniel Gonese was the head of my security and nothing less than a fatherly figure. Very little went through my head that Daniel didn’t know about, and I knew that Daniel knew very well what was going through my head and my body presently.

“Tell him to see me at my office tomorrow morning. I don’t know what I might do if I see him tonight—I just might change my mind and punch the fucker in the throat.” “I know, right? Just looking at his face puts me in a bad mood. Coming here, demanding to see you like he’s your boss or something. Should I just slit his throat instead?” Daniel’s voice dripped with annoyance. I chuckled. “No, don’t do that. That would be too easy of a finish for him.” I leaned back on the couch, sipping my whiskey. Daniel was a retired sociopath, plain and simple. The kind of man every mother warned their sons and daughters to stay away from. Not just bad—dangerous. But I was the only one who knew that because

No one there looked at him like something to be owned. Daniel stayed close, even with his new job as a private security consultant. His work kept him traveling, but he always made time to visit Ryan at least once a month. When they couldn’t see each other in person, Daniel’s texts came like clockwork: “Eat something.” “Lock your door.” “Call me when you get home.