Novel & Cerita Daniel Larusso X Johnny Lawrence

“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.”

He doesn’t look up from the wine he’s swirling, the dark red liquid catching the light like a pool of fresh blood. "I don't have a watch," I reply, pulling out a chair as far from the others as possible. The heavy chair legs scrape against the marble, a harsh sound in the quiet room. "You took my phone, remember?" The younger man chuckles, a sound like silk over a blade. "She has spirit, Dante. You didn't mention that part." Dante finally looks at me. His gaze is a physical weight, pinning me to the seat. "Elara, this is Luca, my cousin. He handles our legal interests. And you’ve met Marco, my head of security."

Beside me, Sophie was a fortress of legal documents, her eyes scanning the room with the precision of a hawk. Across the aisle, Daniel sat with his legal team—a phalanx of the most expensive litigators the Blackwood name could buy. He wasn’t the man who had dragged me into an SUV or the man who had recorded my son’s cries. He was a portrait of a grieving, betrayed husband. He wore a navy suit that made him look approachable, and his hair was just slightly unkempt, as if he had been too busy caring for a motherless child to notice his own appearance.

“My morning’s already trash, Cassidy. Don’t push me.” “I’m just answering your very obvious question, sir.” Johnny was about to explode, but Daniel swooped in like a savior. “The car’s here. You two can consider killing each other after takeoff.” He stepped between us. “If I throw him out midair, will you report me, Sir Danny?” Daniel let out a loud laugh. "Of course, Cassy babe, you know I'd totally cover for you." He elbowed Johnny, who only got sulkier. "Come on, a real gentleman would help you with your bags."

You know, Giovanni? Lawrence shook her head. She didnt. The one whos about to go in for surgery--he keeps asking about you. Giovanni. The boy whod been shot in the stomach. Hes okay? Sure. Lucia smiled. I wont inform him you have a boyfriend. She winked at Lawrence and pointed down at the breakfast trays. Ill let you do the meals, she stated on her way out. Find me later? I want to hear the whole thing about you and Daniel. The complete story, all right?

He fell to the floor, making Lorenzo and Mikhas more aware, but Johnny took this opportunity to shoot Mikhas as well. "You fucker, you will pay for this! You should have just handed Alessia over, but you had to fall for the little whore!" Lorenzo shouted angrily at Johnny. "Don't you ever call her a whore again!" Johnny said, kicking Lorenzo so that he fell backward. "Come on, Johnny, I thought you were more man than gun! Fight me without a weapon," Mikhas taunted him, even though he had just been shot. "With pleasure," Johnny said, smirking.

Johnny said pleadingly " Forgive me sir I didn't know....." Before he could finish his sentence Danial slapped him. Johnny was thrown across the room, half of his face was bloodied and numb. He looked at Danial and raged " You slapped me? How dare you slap me do you know who I am and what I do? I am Johnny Langley the most powerful gangster in the southern district" Johnny tried to stand but realised that he couldn't move his legs. He looked at Danial who was approaching him and was stunned. Danial looked like a demon who climbed out of the deepest parts of hell. His aura was rampant and his eyes were bloodshot.

Lawrence said, as he did not want any sort of affiliation with Iris. "Yes, I'll reach out to them as soon as possible." Ian agreed before turning around to leave the office. The office immediately became silent after Ian had left. The sinister look in Lawrence's eyes as he thought, 'Countless hours of planning ended up in flames. Jared Johnston is not an easy feat and that idiot of a person, Iris Brown, caused this foolproof plan to burn down in flames. 'Jared Johnston, I will not be defeated. I will not lose.' Three days later.

***** Dressed in a little tuxedo similar to the one Damiano was wearing, Lawry was walking down the aisle, practically swinging in circles the little pillow containing the wedding rings. The guests were laughing and smiling at the little boy. Damiano, flanked by his two best men, was waiting patiently for his son to join him. But Lawry wasn’t paying attention to Damiano. He was more interested in reaching his father’s wheelchair, carefully placed outside the wooden pews. “Up!” he said to Manfredi, stepping in front of the wheelchair and dropping the little pillow. “Up, nonno! Up!” he repeated, wanting to be put on his grandfather’s lap.

I need to secure full ownership of the law firm, win the child custody battle, expose the Hynes family’s crimes, and pull Olivia out of that living hell. And my son Daniel is sleeping over at Alexander’s apartment right now, trapped in the company of that venomous woman, fed lies day after day painting me as a terrible mother. “Senior.” Lucas’s voice pulls me back from my thoughts. “What were you thinking about?” I lift my head. He watches me intently, candlelight glinting in two tiny flecks on the lenses of his glasses. “Nothing important,” I reply. “Just worn out.” The server returns with our two whiskeys. The amber liquor sloshes inside the tumblers, releasing warm notes of caramel and oa