Daniel Larusso Novels & Stories

“Yes, it caused quite a stir. In the industry, he’s rather notorious.” Aurora muttered, “Then how can he still be so arrogant? He must have some kind of powerful backing, right?” “Probably.” Lucas rubbed the bridge of his nose, looking a little uneasy. In truth, he had heard plenty about Daniel. The truth was, the man was capable and efficient. As long as nothing got too out of hand, he rarely bothered with those things. His so-called hobbies were all between consenting adults—why should he interfere? But now that Aurora wanted the project, Lucas was determined to make sure she got it.

She remained seated, scrolling through her phone. Silence stretched. “What name?” she asked, placing her phone on her lap. Dante sat down. “Mario Rossi.” “What do you want to know about the new congressman of the trade office?” she smirked. His gaze narrowed. “So you know him.” “He cut off your shipments heading for France and Albania,” she said, crossing one leg over the other. “He isn’t someone to mess with. He’s a retired army officer, knows little about politics, doesn’t play by the rules, and works perfectly well with Interpol to split gains from seized shipments if needed.”

“I was trying to protect you. And I still am! I have to remind you of what is in stake, of what you’ve been fighting because you, Marcellus, seem to be forgetting everything that you have learned!” “You drove me to the edge of something I have controlled my entire life, to something that I fucking promised myself that I was never going to become.” I said, my voice darkening. “Last night, because of you, I nearly slaughtered a family. Innocents. A mother and her children. I looked the man dead in the eye, almost killed him without remorse before telling him that I was going to take on his wife and little ones next!” Her lips parted slightly. “I didn’t expect things to escalate to that.”

Lucas practically bolted from the room, leaving me alone with the burning anger simmering in my veins. Daniel. I should’ve known that piece of shit would find a way back into her life. If that bastard thought he had even the slightest chance of getting her back, he was dead wrong. I’d bury him before I let him have her. My phone buzzed and I glanced at it, gritting my teeth when I saw a news alert about the interview. The headline made my blood boil: “Benevolent Don or Deceitful Devil? The Double Life of Dante Romano.”

The man standing in front of Jessica was tall. But he was fat and jowly. His chin even seemed to be stuck in the collar of his shirt, which made him look a bit comical. The man was obviously excited. He did not expect to meet Jessica here. "I'm Daniel Lord. We met at a wine party before. I remember you. Do you remember me?" The man leaned his fat face forward with enthusiasm. Jessica dodged him in a hurry. The waiter served the food. Daniel did not even glance at the food. He fixed his gaze on Jessica’s face and impatiently waved his hand at the waiter.

“Yes, Daniel. You’re leaving with your brother alone.” Daniel sat up, his smirk fading. “And what makes you think I’ll agree?” Luca exhaled, unimpressed. “Because we have all your men with guns to their heads.” The door swung open again. Marco stepped inside. “Riot’s in the car.” Luca nodded once. “Lorenzo, walk him out.” Daniel let out a humorless chuckle, standing. “You people are exhausting.” I smiled. “Get used to it.” Daniel walked toward the door like he was actually leaving.

I tossed the phone to Joseph. "Seen this man before?" He looked at it closely but he also drew in a blank and shook his head. "And as far as I know, Ludo does not have any blonde man in his crew." "He could have hired him only for this hit to remove the focus from himself." He concluded sensibly and I had no choice but to agree with him. "Yea, it pains me but I think you're right." He gave me a side eye and I thought I heard a growl from him.

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

Daniel replied to him, "I believe she is connected to the mafia, the lady took me down easily the last time and does not even fear a gun to her face. She is not a regular woman and I think she is not with Luca. He had to drug her the other time. I think the two are in conflict. I can keep an eye on him if you want " Mayor Perez chuckled and rest his back on the limo," Only one who seeks death would stalk Luca Antonio, he knows you reported his activity to me last night " " What? " " He is one of the notorious underbosses in the mafia crime network of Italy, do you expect less? Luca doesn't want me to research the connection between the woman and him. Instead, he executed the 'black pill' ope

Daniel’s mouth curled into a cruel grin when he saw me. “Well, well, well,” he announced, voice slurred. “If it isn’t Romeo and the Whale.” The words hit like a punch to the stomach. Noah’s face darkened instantly. “Daniel. Shut up.” But Daniel wasn’t done. He stepped forward, waving his arms like a circus announcer. “Look, guys! Noah Carter — future college athlete, possible NFL god — hooking up with Jessa Lombardi, who’s… what, like a size ‘I need a forklift’?”