Novel & Cerita Damn Daniel Guy

"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-

Right? …Oh God. I collapsed onto my bed, mentally screaming. Lucian was… intense. Rough. Confident. Very, VERY experienced. And I was… A virgin. A painfully curious, sexually frustrated virgin who just accidentally watched the hottest live-action p**n in existence performed by the one man who already made my stomach do cartwheels when he was fully clothed. Now I’d seen… everything. I rolled onto my back and covered my burning face. “I’m going to hell.”

“Daniel is the one representing us. Everything Damian thinks he knows, everything he believes about what’s happening—it will come through Daniel. He’s the perfect decoy, and he’s going to make sure our plan moves exactly as intended.” Aria’s eyes narrowed. “And how are we sure he’s capable of this job? I need someone who won’t falter, Lucas. Damian isn’t easy to manipulate.” Daniel finally stepped forward, his presence commanding without trying. “Ma’am,” he said, his voice calm but with an authority that demanded attention, “I’ve handled front man assignments before—high stakes, high profiles, the kind where one mistake can ruin weeks of preparation. I’ve never failed a client. Damian won’t

"That's Daniel, right? I heard he tried to steal his own brother's fiancee." "That's so evil. He can't hold a candle to Ryan." "He even shamelessly showed up at their wedding. I guess he hasn't given up yet." Standing by the enormous wedding cake, Ryan smirked at me with the knife in hand. "Daniel, this is the most important day of my life. Can you give me your blessing?" I was silent for a long time, which prompted Hazel to snap at me with a frown, "Daniel, did you not hear Ryan?"

The man nodded. “Yes.” “Who are you?” “That’s not important.” “It is to me.” The man glanced over his shoulder toward the street before answering. “My name is Daniel Carter.” Damian waited. “I worked at Blackwood Memorial Hospital.” “Doing what?” “Security.” That made Damian’s attention sharpen immediately. “Five years ago?” “Yes.” Carter shifted slightly, clearly uncomfortable being here. “I shouldn’t even be talking to you.” “Then why are you?” Carter looked out toward the dark water.

“It’s ….” The man paused and so did Daniel as the atmosphere suddenly changed. There stared at each other for a bit as if trying to decipher something. Daniel took the time to look at the man in front of him. He wore a green long sleeve shirt which was tucked in black trousers. His shirt did nothing to cover up his muscular frame. Daniel guessed he worked out a lot. There was a tiny scar on his light complexioned face just above his left eyebrow and he had a few stubble around his chin.

"Hey dude. Just say the truth. I promise I won't hurt you. But I can be worse than Josh." The man looked at Daniel and smirked. "I'm not saying anything. Boy." Daniel gasped and placed his hand on his chest. "Me!? Boy!?" He stood and looked sad. "Since I'm a boy. Oh well it's fine." He turned to go. But suddenly, he turned back and kicked the man in the stomach, which made him fall. Josh was startled at the impact. The man had blood gushing out of mouth. He coughed and inhaled and exhaled deeply to breathe properly.

There, I found the bank account that I had immediately tried to access through my phone and the name of the woman that brought me into the world that my father had refused to inform me. Diana Grey Kalikha. I was too engrossed, staring at the dizzying number of zeroes when Vince squeezed my hand and asked. “Who is it?” I almost brush him off but promptly remember that I had to get into his good side to manipulate him. “One of mom's colleagues. Let's go.” I said, pulling him towards his car. “What did it say?” he asked when we're finally buckled up and his finger on the ignition. “Same thing everyone's telling me,”

I rolled my eyes at her and she chuckled, "no offence, Jenner Inc. is a great place but you know what I mean, don't you?" "Hey ladies," I heard Daniel's voice from behind us and we both turned to look at him. I literally opened my mouth. He was in a white shirt, a black tie, a black suit, black suede pants and the shiniest leather shoes I'd ever seen. He had curled his hair and brushed it all to the back, if I was told he was an exact replica of a god, I'd believe it. "Hi Daniel, you're looking hot as fuck, geez," Stella said without hesitation.

“I will supply all your needs according to my riches in glory. Thus saith the Lord.” The man bows. “Bless me, Father.” I make a mental note: Transfer millions into his bank account before I leave. Anonymously. “I’m Daniel. A drug addict, thief, and ex-convict.” The guy’s words elicit mass shrieks. And I make another mental note of perhaps him working for me. His dyed hair and tattoos will fit in with the rest of the soldiers. ‘You’re here to purge the guilt. Don’t add another.’ I remind myself again. “I’ve been struggling with mental illness for the past five years.”