Danny X Novels & Stories

A man like Xander usually fights until the bitter end and he doesn’t like not winning. Dante stops rubbing my back and pulls out his mobile from his pants. It looks like he is scrolling. “Hi Xander, Dante here. I’m doing a search on a Drake Edwards right now and I’ll forward the name on to my team.” His voice is stern and in command.

Zie "Come on? Wanna play with us?" I asked the handsome security guard who introduced himself as Dominic, he told us to just call him Dom. "Fuck! You're so horny sir, you just cum inside your boyfriend's asshole in the cinema and now you're asking me to join you for another round?" Dom seemed embarrassed about his comment, he was scratching his head.

Seth called out as Alex walked over to stand beside him. Alex looked over at Danny, who was leaning against the passenger side door of the F-250. He was wearing a Mossy Oak camo hat and a black tank top. Perhaps a bit too light for April, but he never cared. In fact, it was the sort of outfit he seemed to wear all year round. “Where’ve you been today?” Alex asked Danny. Danny just rested himself against the truck door casually with his hands hanging in his pockets. There was no way he had been sick earlier. “Oh you know,” he began with a grin. “Couldn’t afford to come to school today.”

I walked to sit on the couch, seeing the redhead woman, Daniella, as she entered the office carrying a mug of coffee. “My apologies, boss, I was not aware of you having a guest over. Mr. Leonardo took his mug…” “Get her a latte, Daniella, and make it quick” Dante said, dismissing the woman before he took a seat in front of me. He placed the mug on the coffee table in front of us and turned to face me as I sat on the couch, staring at the wall in front of me, and crossing my arms over my chest. He raised his leg on the couch under him and chuckled at my behavior “I know that I hurt you a lot with what I did…”

Xara glanced at James and seated herself. “A-Are you General Highsmith?” Xara’s eyes gleamed. Daniel looked at James. James laughed. “Xara, his name’s Danny. He’s not a general.” “H-He’s right.” Daniel quickly nodded in agreement. “Miss… Xara, was it? I’m not a general. My name’s Daniel… Sorry, Danny. I just resemble Daniel.” He stumbled over his words. Hearing this, Zara let loose a hearty laugh.

It seems the kid had learned some caution, at least. “Boss?” Danny’s voice was young, and uncertain. “You wanted to see me?” I turned slowly, letting him sweat for a moment. He was twenty, maybe twenty-one. Scrawny. And very nervous. This was the kid who’d let Rylan escape a week ago. “Come here,” I said. Danny approached like he was walking to the gallows. His hands were shaking. I let the silence stretch, watching him squirm. Then I smiled. “Good work.”