Daniel Larusso Daughter Novels & Stories

This was the satisfactory resolution they promised me. I held the dismissal letter and the expulsion notice, looked at that annoying photo, and laughed with tears in my eyes. I laughed until I trembled all over, and my stomach cramped. "Mom?" My daughter stood behind me, staring at the two pieces of paper in my hands. Her gaze moved from the dismissal letter to my tear-streaked face. Her body swayed, and she steadied herself by holding onto the door frame. "Mom," she asked softly, her voice sounding hollow, "Did you lose your job because of me?"

"Roselyn, listen to me..." "No," her voice cut through him instantly. "You stay away from me." Silence swallowed the space between them, heavy enough that even the nearby customers had stopped pretending not to stare, whispers rising quietly between tables as Daniel stood there breathing hard, humiliation and fury twisting together across his face. Then his eyes shifted toward me before finally locking onto Jace, and something dark, wounded and dangerous flickered, his hands curling tightly into fists before he stormed past us and disappeared after Roselyn.

She was about to speak when— “That’s enough.” Daniel interrupted smugly. “My daughter has a terrible temper. She takes after her mother completely. She never knows how to give people proper respect.” He sighed dramatically. “Please be understanding, gentlemen.” “Not at all, not at all,” another executive replied quickly. “Actually, we’ve all heard about how well you raised your daughter…” Obviously, the ‘daughter’ they were praising wasn’t Navia. Daniel’s face filled with pride instantly. “Having Linda as my daughter is the greatest blessing of my life. Now that she’s engaged to Liam Crawford, she still remembers to honor me as her father.”

I held his gaze once more, completely unaware of why he was looking at me like that all of a sudden. “Fay… As in Colby Fay? Are you… Are you his daughter?” Mason barked out a laugh, so loud I flinched. “Look at that, Milo.” He turned to look at his brother, patting him on the shoulder. “She’s the White Fox’s daughter. So, the rumors were true, eh? Feck, your old man did sell you out.” I clenched my fists by my side, not wanting them to know they had hit a sensitive spot. If this were any other moment in the past, I would have snapped at them immediately. But now that Archie and I were on good terms, it didn’t bother me anymore.

Clipped articles, transcribed quotes from the TV news, snippets overheard when my parents visited and thought I wasn't listening. Maya Russo named head designer of Russo legacy collection Giuseppe Russo transfers controlling interest to daughter-in-law Industry insiders speculate on Daniel Russo's reduced role Maya, Maya, Maya. Always fucking Maya. I flipped back further in the notebook, past my rehab journaling, to earlier entries. Notes I'd kept for years, tracking the sister who wasn't my sister. The golden child who'd been snatched away, leaving space for me to fill—until she returned and pushed me out of my own life.

“Luis? Baby, what happened?” Luis clung to her, hiding her face in Leah’s stomach as she wept. “She tripped,” Daniel’s mother said with a disgusted shake of her head. “Over nothing. She’s soft just like you. I’m telling you, Daniel, you should’ve married someone stronger. Maybe then you’d have a son by now ” Leah blinked, stunned. “She’s four,” she whispered. “She’s just a child…” “A weak child!” Daniel's mom barked. “You gave birth to a daughter. One who cries over a scratch. That’s what you’ve contributed to this family. No son. No strength, Just weakness ”

“I’m not sure.” “I don’t mind, but I’d like you to keep this girl. She is on fire, and she’s blazing. I like her.” Our wine bottle arrived, but I have an assignment. I need to find out just who Domenico Lombardi is. But I was not planning on leaving Lee by herself. We finished our drinks, and she drove me home. A hubbub greeted me as I went in. I removed my heels and changed into my slippers. “You are so pathetic, Lucas. I don’t have a daughter. That hideous creature you call a daughter isn’t mine. Tell your useless daughter to stay out of my way or I will end her.”

Lucia mirrored her look. “My daughter,” Daniel’s dad called, his voice coming out like a croak. He was peering at her from above his glasses, as if he wanted to verify if she was real or if his poor eyesight was deceiving him. While they had their little reunion in front of me, talking over one another, apologizing, making promises and saying stuff that I were too personal and intimate, I couldn’t help but notice Daniel was silent. I found his gaze directed towards the door and I followed it only to realize he was staring at the young woman Lucia had come in with.

I extended my hand to her, and she smiled before extending hers “Aurora De Luca, I believe that you are aware that I am Alessandro’s daughter” “Eva D’Angelo, unfortunately, Mattia’s daughter” she said, and I smiled. “We don’t get to choose our parents, but it is a pleasure to meet you” I said, pulling my hand away “why don’t you go inside? I don’t think that the day’s busy view is as dashing as the night’s lights” “I am giving you your privacy as a family. You know, you just gave birth, the house should be in celebration…”

"I'm sick and tired of you always insulting us each time you come here when we didn't do anything at all to you besides your daughter loves us so why are you finding it difficult to do the same?" "Shut up, brat. You guys aren't from the same place as my daughter is." "Mother, that's enough I've had enough of your insults please leave my kids out of this!" Lisa snapped. She hadn't expected Daniel to defend himself but he had done so and she was proud of him.