Daniel Larusso Mga Nobela at Kwento

Daniel smirked and said, " what do you mean you personally like my body so much don't say to me that you are really a homosexual ?" Grabiel remained startled by his boss assumption and after a minute he came back to his senses and hurriedly shook his head and said " no boss I am a straight man how could you think that I am working as your assistance for almost five years, boss are you going to throw me out of the company, boss listened to me I am not a homosexual I am a straight man. " Daniel shook his hand and said " let me make it clear I don't have any problem with you working as my assistant because you know I respect god creation but listen carefully I DANIEL LI IS NOT INTERESTED IN MEN

They all had a different behaviour with each other. Daniel was elder than both, and Carson and Russell were same age. But that didn’t mean they didn’t know each other perfectly. From start Daniel was the responsible one. Taking care of both of the boys during school, high school, university and till now. Even when he graduated before them, he still managed to take time to pick them oftenly. He was PhD in Industrial Engineering. Straight A, gold medalist. Now dealing his Father's company in automobiles.

Marco reloaded beside her. “I think they’re pulling back.” Luca nodded. “DeLuca lost too many men.” But then Marco froze. “Elena…” She followed his gaze. Daniel was walking toward them through the smoke. Shotgun in his hands. A twisted smile on his face. “You know,” Daniel said calmly, “this night got out of control.” Marco lifted his gun. “Stop right there.” Daniel ignored him. His eyes were locked only on Elena. “I should’ve killed you two years ago.”

“All I have to do is put the blame on Alessandro, and you know how ruthless the assassins are.” “You really are a devious man, aren’t you?” Daniella asked, and Alessio chuckled as he entered the restaurant. The fact that he was waiting for the rejection was something that I knew, but the one difference between the two of us was that I did not intend to give up simply because I was rejected once or twice. I knew to reach my target when I needed to, and I knew the methods that not even he or his father knew. But I was going to leave them with that victorious sense that both were most likely feeling right now. It kept them busy, and the busier they were, the less of a headache I got.

Her eyes weren't teary but she would burst into tears at any slight of provocation. Maximo Santino was there but he stand out. Why? Because he's the Boss. Because he's the peak, because he's the Sky, because he's the lifeline of masses. The Italian Mafia Boss himself. He was dressed in his normal dressing code. A White shirt and a Black pant trouser. A complete suit but he never button up the shirt. The tops button was left undone to reveal his solid chest and makes him more sexier. He was smoking his cigar gingerly but passed it to Marco who stood behind him as Iris Drew nearer. He's breathtakingly beautiful and elegant. Captivating and alluring. As Iris drew nearer to him, she couldn't hel

She was surely going to score him. Two Weeks after our enthronement, Daniel hasn't resumed the training yet. He was focusing on the company’s leadership because he couldn't be the trainer and the CEO simultaneously! All works required full attendance, something that was impossible for him. He was either going to be the trainer or the CEO. actually; he had not much of a choice because his father warned him about abandoning his responsibility of being the trainer of the warriors.

He barked and I reached out to take the phone from him. Dante's hands held my waist as he continued speaking. "Dante Russo," Dante said flatly, an unexpected silence from the other end of the phone. “Is this some kind of joke? Dante Russo? I mean, I heard the press rumors, but I know it’s not going to be possible—he’s way past your league!” Luca barked, the panic and disbelief bleeding through every word. “Impossible?” Dante’s voice dropped lower, sharper, a predator closing in. “No, Luca. It’s not impossible. It’s reality. And you are now very deep in a problem you don’t even understand.”

Cosimo: “You are delaying things to your own benefit, and with each passing day, with each passing minute, they are growing stronger. It is not something that we want, Cosimo.” My elder, Jasperrando del Mariucci said, glaring at me. I had to force myself to calm down, reminding myself that he was not only my elder, but that he was in charge of most of the funding that came to us. “What is it that is forcing you to keep that woman alive? Huh? Why are you so scared of killing her like you’ve done for both her mother and father?”

"Red, I am sorry." "Daniel, what are you into? I want to know now! The late nights, scars, wounds and all." She moved closer to him with her hands fisted by her side, "I want to know." Daniel hesitated before speaking, he knew there was no point in lying further, she had found out about him in a bad way. "I am a mafia Boss Red." He couldn't look her in the eyes, "The late nights, wounds and all are as a result of the activities we carry out."

Everyone is watching, curious about the commotion, even I myself is curious as hell too, but the only thing that's on my mind is to save my boss from becoming a criminal. "No. Mr. Steele..." "I said, let me go." He said once more trying to escape from my grasp and I was struggling so bad to keep him locked up between my tiny little arms. Dylan is now back on his feet but he's not moving yet. He could not even stand properly. Cyrus must have punched him pretty hard. He glared at Cyrus, not scared at all. "What the hell is wrong with you, man?!" He shouted, his nose bleeding from the damage he got. Even his lips are cut badly.