Novel & Cerita Daniel Larusso

" Daniel I know that your father uses where to get his message across and I know that he's not want to be crossed. I've never double-crossed you or him or anyone else within the Luca family . The only thing I've done with the Massa family was negotiate with Cleo and then again she's half Massa and half Luca . " " He is also my half-brother so you are not mixing with the enemy in any way but you should make things clear to Maxwell because he wouldn't want to hear what I'm about to tell you from me. " " I saw that you didn't want to tell me something in front of Fabio. " Daniel had made chicken and mushroom risotto and he had opened a bottle of non-alcoholic white wine .

The pleasures of being your boss… Darius leaned forward with a gleam in his blue eyes. “Go on.” “Don’t get too excited, Darius,” Daniel frowned. “I did what I had to do. Nothing more.” Bored with his night’s lack of adventure, Darius wasn’t easily dissuaded. “Come on. Give me some details, Daniel. It’s not every day we get to take someone out.” Donald growled, causing all heads to turn, “Darius, if we let you, you’d kill a man for cutting you off in traffic. Put your leash back on.”

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it

"My name is Daniel Voss." Lucas's expression remained unchanged. So this was the man. Daniel opened the door. "I'd like to speak with you." Lucas glanced at him. "About what?" "Business." Lucas smiled faintly. "What business could you possibly have with me?" Daniel studied him carefully. "That is exactly what I would like to find out." For a moment, neither man spoke. Then Daniel stepped out of the vehicle. "I know about Sterling Horizon." Lucas's expression remained calm. Daniel continued.

“Unless you don't watch films.” I really wanted to scoff at his face. “I stayed in Italy for six years, worked in the same industry but never have I heard your name,” I said, keeping my tone polite and non-judgmental “So if you mean that everyone in the world is bound to know you, then you are wrong.” Daniel's face fumed as he glared at me. His red spikes along with his blushed face made him look like an angry cock. “No more chit chats. Daniel, you are late” Zara stepped in, trying to cut off the fight which would have started. “and Miss Luna, this is your first day here. You don't want to make a bad impression, do you?”

"I didn't expect you to tell me what you told me. How long has Daniel had drinking problems?" " For a while but he was drinking last night at dinner . " "Was he drinking more than usual?" "No and we were discussing Salvatore's death . " I took a deep breath and looked at him again . He really looked tired and his eyes reflected his soul. He was tired and hurt . "Do you have any leads ? " "Matteo Massa ." " He annoys the fuck out of me . I really don't like him . He has children with Arabella for goodness sake. "

he muttered and slipped the phone into his pocket. I reached for another item. A folded membership card. I slid it across the desk. "Your new name is Daniel Cross." CiCi picked it up and examined it. "Daniel Cross?" "Yes." "Who is Daniel Cross?" "You are." He tilted his head. "Where is he from?" "Manchester." "What does he do?" "Imports wine." Cici looked offended. "Do I look like I import wine?" "No." "Then why wine?" "Because nobody asks too many questions about a man who spends his money drinking."

(Shut the fuck up) Antonio chuckled. Of course, my best friend knows why I can't cum and it is because of the brown-haired beauty that swarms my mind every damn day. "Speak Antonio I don't have the whole day to listen to you muttering about Laila." Antonio cleared his throat and said, "It was Lorenzo de Russo." I was appalled by the information delivered.

Eventually, he murmured, “You burned it?” I nodded. “Not everything. Just enough to scare him.” He touched my cheek, gentle now. “You’re playing with fire.” “I am the fire,” I whispered. He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “There’s something I didn’t tell you.” I sat up. “What?” His voice dropped. “Daniel isn’t just laundering money. He’s working with someone else, someone bigger and dangerous.” My blood ran cold. “Who?” Luca looked out the window, like saying the name out loud might summon the devil himself, and then he said it. Just one word. A name I thought I’d buried.

“You are not strong enough for this now.” Lucas gave him a cold look. “You do not get to decide how much truth I can survive.” A silence fell between them. Then Adrian said, “There was a man named Daniel Voss.” Lucas’s mouth went dry. The name landed inside him like a stone dropped into deep water. “Voss,” he whispered. Adrian nodded once. “He worked in legal investigations. Years ago, he found records that could damage men who were building businesses across Varna City.”