Daniel Phillips Senora Acero Novels & Stories

All of a sudden, a thick and solid hand fell on Daniel's shoulder whilst he was still frozen in shock. That palm landed on his shoulder heavily, shocking him out of his daze. Then, Nathan's icy voice sounded by his ear. "Mr. Stephenson, I hope you keep what you saw today to yourself. After all, the fact that your ex girlfriend got herself a husband leagues better than you is an extremely embarrassing thing for you as a man..." Daniel was no match for him. Moreover, he was the largest shareholder of Bilinsk International and the CEO of Clemon Group. Therefore, the only aspect Daniel could confidently win against him was his age.

He looked like a defeated, broken old man. He suddenly realized that Daniel was not the scary one in the Hawthorne family. I was. "You are ruthless," Phillip muttered, opening his eyes to look at me. "Daniel has no idea who he is actually married to, does he?" "Of course, he doesn’t know who got married to. You should be lucky to get a VIP ticket to witness exactly the kind of person I am.” I called and he stared at me as if I had lost it, maybe I have but that doesn’t stop me from speaking, “If you don't sell your shares to me today, you are going down with Daniel. And you cannot afford to go down."

- Resounded Daniel referring to me - Wow, was your hidden plan a bonus for me? Thank you, Seventh. Look if it's not the family together! - He opened his arms happily and sarcastically - Daniel Montenegro-Corfin, bastard of Luna Diana with Antônio Corfin, romantic partner of another anomaly, Amália Gasparian, with the prodigal offspring, Sétima Corfin. A family of noise, all with fascinating stories and... - Let her go.- Daniel interrupted his chatter that amused him so much.

That would help us both, knowing we cheated on each other at the same time! —----------------------------------------- Ace’s POV I tried Angel’s phone for the millionth time, but still no answer. It was written all over her face that she was lying, she was going to no gym. And lately, she’d been hanging out with my grandfather; my very hot and charming grandfather, John Vittorino. I tracked her phone, and indeed! She was at the same house John used to brag to me about shagging his mistresses in. My heart sank! My thoughts ran wild. I didn't know what to do with myself, rather, I just started shaking. I needed a way out!

“I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.” “As for Arianna being an only child, then you are very wrong. Alpha Malakai De Mori, son of Mariana and the late Alpha Lorenzo De Mori has taken his rightful position as true Alpha. Your mate has been sentenced to an excommunicado by the order of the elders.” He said, and I glared at the man who smirked.

“I’m trying to make you wear heels.” Daniel, Leaning back in the chair, the soft hum of the office muted beneath the sound of Aria’s voice resounding from the screen. The footage rolled, her poised figure and the fire in her words. He watched, not with resentment, but with something heavier lodged in his chest. Something like pride. Like loss. Like a man seeing clearly far too late. A knock fractured the silence. Philip stepped in, composed as ever. “Aria wanted me to give you this.”

"I never had anything to do with you. Using your visitor's room for a sweet sex today should even be appreciated. Even your house belongs to me. It is ruled by me and this room is only ten feet farther from my palace." "What do you mean?" I asked, speaking with rough sobs. "You're not his type..." Cassandra bragged, as he held Damon's hands with a cuddle. "Haven't you heard that even your poor mom has agreed to separate you from Damon if you don't perform well in the Academy? Are you blind to see what Damon owns and controls in the entirety of Agolia?" "Well, I don't have much to say." Damon interrupted, stalking around the room with an unseemly authority. "I'm the Alpha of the Silver Sword

Ace and Anaya we're the closest. In fact, she's the only one who talks to him. He didn't reply, his plate is empty but he can't get up, he has to wait until all of them leave and then clean the dishes even though they have maids. Half an hour passed and they all left, his mother doesn't forget to shoot a disgusting glance at him. Ace sighed and started collecting the dishes that were scattered on the table. His back hurts, the scars on his back are rubbing into the fabric of his shirt, the scars that were sketched by his father belt.

Now I’m here, and it feels like walking into a shark tank wearing chum. “Mr. Ashford!” A silver-haired man approaches, hand extended. “Wonderful event as always. And this must be the lovely Aria I’ve been reading about.” “Senator Blackwell,” Dante says smoothly. “Allow me to introduce my fiancée, Aria Sinclair.” “Enchanted.” The senator takes my hand. “I’ve heard wonderful things about your work at Ashford Global. Director of Strategic Marketing now, is it?” “Yes, sir. Thank you.”

She was dressed responsibly in a blue mid-thighs gown with her blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. She walked around the class elegantly adjusting her glasses a few times to look at every one of us. "One of you ain't here". Mrs. Lopez Ariana said. "Here I am". Someone said at the entrance. Daniel brought up his face to know who it was. "Alec". Daniel uttered barely audible. "Alec was in school but how". Daniel asked himself. For the last few weeks, he had been looking for Alec. He had to wake up every morning early coz he thought Alec was an early morning person but here he stood at the entrance, not a morning person at all.