Novel & Cerita Damn Daniel Guy

I repeated as I tried yanking my hands free. “Not feeling so safe now, are we?” Dash’s disgusting voice spoke across the room out of the darkness. “Let me go, you bastard!” I screamed at him, yanking the chains holding me against my will. His annoying chuckle echoed against the walls of the small room. “Why would I do that? We haven’t had our fun yet.” “He’s going to kill you,” I hissed. “Who? Dane?” I could see him grin in the shadows. “He can’t if you’re already dead. But before that, Let’s play.”

“How you doing? Damien finally raised his eyes. “How’s freedom treating you?” Daniel smirked as he shut the door behind him. “Feels good. I’ve missed the sweet scent of fresh air.” He strolled closer to the desk. “Guess who’s at my house?” Damien’s brow furrowed. “Who?” He leaned back slightly in his chair. “And why are you telling me this?” Daniel leaned forward, lowering his voice. “Ariana.” Damien’s head snapped up, eyes narrowing. “What the hell, Daniel? Ariana? The manipulative girlfriend who seduced you and got you thrown in prison…. that Ariana?”

Daniel smiles, crossing his arms. “Just back for the summer. Got a job here to help pay and contribute. Who’s the beautiful young lady?” He nods at me, a small smile on his face. “Cool, cool. This is Kisses, she’s my girlfriend. Kisses, this is Gabe, he was on my hockey team two years ago. We were the dynamic duo” He slings an arm around my shoulder. “It’s nice to meet you” I smile, shaking his hand. “And you. Daniel , I’m happy you found someone kid” He nods.

We quickly turned to see someone swinging a bat. "Who the hell are you?" Daniel asked, pushing me to stand behind him. "Me? Someone that hates your Daniel Winston." "Excuse me?" "I just want to get my revenge." "Who are you?" I asked, "Someone you'll regret meeting." The weird guy said. "Stay here," Daniel said to me as he began walking to the weird guy, "I think I should teach you a lesson for messing with..." Daniel suddenly froze, placing his hand on his neck. He pulled out a dart, turning back to me, "run." He suddenly fell.

Maybe he could cut a deal with the Feds like Ethan's dad did? "Alley everything ok?" Daniel was standing over me and I fucking screamed. Shit my nerves were shot. "Sorry you scared me!" "I called your name a few times but you seemed stuck in your head. What's going on?" I didn't know what to say. Does Daniel know what Christian and his father are into? Of course, he does. What the hell is wrong with me, he works for his father. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Daniel is a lowlife bastard helping to keep the drugs flowing. How could I ever look at him the same?

A guy called her as he tried to find out if he got the wrong person. She slowly turned her head to see who was talking to her. "Daniel? Is that really you?" She stared at the guy who was standing in front of her. Daniel was her long-term love team and fake boyfriend throughout her career before she met Perci. Daniel retired in the showbiz industry. "Yes, Omg! It's really you Cali," says Daniel with excitement. She stood up and had to tap his lips with her finger to ask him to lessen his voice. She pointed to the empty chair opposite hers.

She had barely gotten the words out of her mouth before we heard Dan bellowing "God Damn it to HELL! SHIT! DAMN! FUCK!" Now, Dan's a little guy, about 5'4, and pretty quiet most of the time. He'd shaved his head to look a little older, which made him look like a short bald 8th grader. He almost never cursed, but he was certainly making up for it on this trip.

The naked person said. “Sure”. Daniel stuttered and took some seconds to examine the naked stranger that stood in front of him. He had red hair which was vibrant just like his own purple hair, Daniel wondered what must have made him dye his hair purple. Daniel took his gaze to the stranger's body, and it looked like that of a god, he had chiseled abs, and merely looking at it Daniel felt they must be rock hard. The stranger in front of him had a physique only meant for a god. Daniel brought his gaze down to his man bit (penis) and Daniel liked what he saw. “You’re staring”. The stranger called Daniel's attention to reality.

From where Elias sat on their couch, he demanded, “Why do you smell like murder?” Daniel exhaled deeply and walked behind the sleek bar to reach for Lagavullin scotch among the many high-end liquor bottles stored below. He raked strong fingers through his dark hair, popped the top off the bottle with his other hand, and ignored the cork cap rolling toward the end of the bar where it hovered. Very aware they were waiting for an answer, he poured a hefty amount into a sleek, clear rocks-glass. “What can I say? The world is shy one disgusting human being as of tonight.” As Darius scratched his beard, he exchanged looks with Elias. They turned to include Donald who stood above them, still by the

"So, you two are that close?" Carlos didn't get what she implies and answers casually. "Well, I am her guinea pig." So you are her regular fuckbuddy who tries crazy fantasies with her? Candace really likes the idea and suddenly an image comes to her mind. He wears that apron, only that apron. His muscled chest is covered with sweat. He had bent the woman over the counter and took her from behind mercilessly. His muscled arms contract with every thrust. His brownish curly hair is humid from the effort. The woman trembles in ecstasy and her hands clench on the counter. Then he suddenly fists her hair and pulls on it firmly. She crushes onto his chest and Candace sees her flushed face-