Daniel Larusso Novels & Stories

Daniel ball his fist in anger. Though he doesn't know who the girl is, he still hates what Lucas is doing. It pains him when a girl is sexually harassed. Girls are weak to fight for themselves and men take such an opportunity to harass them. "You are testing my patience Lucas. Let go of that girl now!" Daniel grouses in all seriousness. Lucas scoffed and chuckled sarcastically. Cassandra is a bit relieved that someone came to her rescue, who knows what Lucas is planning to do to her. "And if I said no, What would you do, Daniel. You are nothing but a mistress's son." Lucas blurts out sarcastically.

I stayed behind the glass. “Your name,” Lucas demanded, sitting across from him. He hesitated. Lucas slammed his palm on the table. “Your name young man!” “D–Daniel,” he stammered. “Daniel Wood.” “Where do you live?” “Brooklyn,” he said fast. “New York.” Lucas leaned forward. “Who sent you?” Silence. Lucas nodded once and signaled to the officer beside him. The chair scraped as the man stiffened. “Who,” Lucas repeated slowly, “sent you to harm Miss Kiara?”

Daniel POV: I shut the door behind me and Dario chuckles "When I got the call from you on Monday talking about you had something I needed I didn't expect you to have Thalia and Nina" I seethe and he grins leaning back in his chair "Well, Daniel when I asked if we could meet up you said there's no need. Your men kill my cousin and I brushed it under the rug so I figured we could bring peace between the Russian and Spanish mafia" Dario says and I sigh going to sit down. Oh so it's business

Her fingers tapped on the monitor screen , directly pointing at number 776 . "Marco Russo, Lives in Milan. Studied in Harvard. CEO of Russo estate developing agency. 35 of age . Has interest in successful and responsible women. He is a divorcee who has a daughter of 5years, living with her mother in London". Lucy continue to read his information which made her find him disgusting like other men. Her believe was that men always betrayed and not the women. She believed he might have abused the woman before divorcing her. Speaking of abuse, she had to inform Metly about who the Duncan Industries CEO was. Since Metly was her best friend, she showed no hesitation in telling about her past.

Enzo: "So officially Mr Larson is off my great understanding chart..." I strolled past Daniel with a can of soda in my hands, who seemed to be doing a double check on the contents packed into his backpack. "that man kept raging on and on about haemoglobin and it's use in the body, moving the pictures on the slideshow indecisively— from big zoom to normal again. I swear by the time an hour was over, my eyes were begging for mercy and my head throbbing. I don't know what made him like that this week, but it's either the topics really get to him or, he's just going through a phase." He sighed in exasperation, rubbing the pad of his index fingers on the sides of his head.

Daniel looked at him transfixed. "What for?" He asked. Lucas took out a photo. "Her name is Scarlett Barnes, and I need every single piece of information about her," he said. Daniel looked at the photo and nodded. "Is she your new girlfriend?" Daniel asked with a smirk. "I know you have a reputation for fucking women's brains out Lucas, so is this your new prey?" He asked further, letting out a mischievous smile. "That is none of your business," Lucas thundered refusing to be amused. Daniel got the message immediately and stopped laughing.

Daniel said, rolling his eyes as the large man in front of him turned up his nose. “No time for pleasantries,” he said. “What do you want?” “I'm planning a counterattack on Alpha Theo, who is the mafia leader of the Black Lotus organization, and I need your help to kill him,” Daniel said firmly. “I understand,” the man replied with a calm expression. “What is your relationship with Theo?” “He and I are cousins. I have plans to take Damelza off his hands,” Daniel said in an earnest tone. “Hmm, I see that you really want to have her,” she said in a low voice, smiling grimly.

But it was one shot that Daniel could not afford Logan Summers to make. No way was he going to go down wearing just an Armani suit and in some lousy apartment. He was Daniel Winters, the CEO of Winters Architectures for goodness sake! If he had to die, he would die in style and not from a gunshot wound by some lowlife bastard.

And now, a stranger tells Her to wash his own car because she had leaned on it? No! Daniel was a joker. Well, Mr. Marcelo would make it up to him somehow. I was so sure he wasn't going to let me do that. "You have ten seconds to get her do the needful, Mr. Marcelo Adrian. Don't keep me waiting." Daniel spoke while flipping his wristwatch. Wait... He was ordering Mr. Marcelo? What insolence! Who raised this proud and rude man? Mr. Marcelo was said to be in his sixties and from Daniel's appearance, he was just some in his middle thirties.

“Can you tell me the reason? I am curious.” I looked up at him. My pulse is rising. “Who are you working for?” I asked. His brows lifted slightly. “No one.” “That’s a lie.” “I do this for myself.” He kept silent. The officer spoke again. “You stabbed Lucas.” “Yes.” he said, without hesitation. No denial. “Why?” Daniel’s eyes shifted back to me. And something in them changed. Darker and Colder. “He was in the way. He should have mind his fucking business..”