Had A Bad Day By Daniel Powter Novels & Stories

As I hold the door open for him, the bell above us chimes, letting the staff know someone has entered. "Finn Collins, you crazy mother fucker," I hear a deep voice say and I glance over to where Dave, one of the personal trainers, is standing. He is a tall, broad-shouldered man with thick arms and a deep voice. "What the hell are you doing here?" "My legs might be out of action, but I can still do arm day," he laughs, even though you can see the strain on his face from using the crutches and dragging his heavily cast-clad leg.

The ten or so of them took a breath and left while still feeling shaken. In the coffee shop’s private room, with Bryce and the others gone, Daniel was left on his own. “Alright… Dustin, I didn’t expect you to have this kind of power! I really underestimated you!” Daniel said angrily. “The Wilder family’s power is in another area! If we were there, I’d have plenty of ways to take you down!” He thought he lost because he was not on his turf. “If you’re so brave, then kill me today! Otherwise, I’ll make your life miserable!” Daniel said fiercely.

DANIEL POV: In the past few days, I was pretty sure that my men were not able to do much work recently but I never thought that they would even fail to track a number that just called me a few hours ago at the same time I knew very well that whoever was doing all of this must be professional in this and that was letting them do something like this. But all of this was not going to stop me from reaching the depth of this matter and finding out who was messing with me like this because they didn't know whom they decided to choose this time to take me down.

His patience was on the verge of breaking down, but he could not lash out at Heather because of how much he owed her already. He pinched the bridge of his nose and said, “You might be in shock because so many things happened over the past two days. So let’s calm down for a few days while you consider what I’ve said. I hope you’ll remember me as my mate, and the best choice is for you to stay by my side. Daniel was like a stubborn machine. To him, he could get everything he wanted through some kind of method. After all, he had been living in all sorts of conspiracies and plots all those years.

Daniel joked. "No…we just kissed." He explained and Daniel couldn't help but let out loud laughter. "Seriously? I never imagined that a kiss would make you so excited considering the number of girls you sleep with in a day." Daniel mocked. "Can't you understand that this bitch is different? You won't understand how great these small things are until you lose this f*cking bet to me. Just prepare to sign the lot over to me by the end of this month." He declared and afterward ended the call and went to sleep not wanting to ruin his perfect mood because of Daniel.

To help her childhood sweetheart, David Middleton, take my place studying abroad, my wife, Sharon Griffin, destroys my records and deliberately fills in false information, ensuring that I'm permanently denied a visa. She even severely injured my hands before sending me to the Behavioral Reform Center. My mother-in-law, Paula Brown, who has always treated me with affection, takes Sharon's side. "Kyle is so ungrateful. We gave him everything, and he still wanted to get a PhD abroad to find his biological parents. Who's going to take care of me if he's gone?" Sharon snorts. "He's just vain. When he found out I'd turned down Westbridge's offer of admission, he gave me the silent treatment an

Here, the good ones were crushed miserably while the bad ones sat on the throne. Daniel had no respect for people like us. He thought our job was a meager one, but he was wrong. We held powers in our hands. We could either make them beautiful or ruin their faces to the ugliest. I calmed myself. There was no benefit in arguing with this asshole. I didn't want to cause any ruckus on my first day here. “I'm no one's mistress. And for gratification, can you please keep your mouth zipped while we work?”

“He hasn't slept. He has some injuries because he fell down the hotel stairs last night.” That catches me by surprise. Daniel’s wounded? I wonder if it’s really true he fell down the stairs or if someone punched him—Zayn, obviously. My lips begin to stretch into a satisfying smirk. I quickly frown to hide my excitement. “I hope he recovers,” I say, though I couldn't care less. “He’s at home. He didn't go to work today. Do you know how he feels?” “No. Tell me,” I indulge her, my heartbeat erratic.

“You can’t actually expect a guy to go seven days without jerking off. That’s a cruel and unusual punishment.” Dr Lawson’s pen clicked softly. “When did you break?” Daniel bristled. “Why the hell does that matter?” “Because honesty matters,” Dr. Lawson said smoothly. “When?” Daniel ground his teeth. “Three days in.” “And how did it feel?” Daniel laughed, it sounded sharp and bitter. “Like I was losing my fucking mind.” He shoved a hand through his hair. “I couldn’t think straight, couldn’t sleep, couldn’t stop… hearing you.”

"Okay,let me go check on him" "Yeah" Daniel Pov "And you should tell me the damned reason why you are so bitter to that poor girl,tell me the reasons?"I yelled at him and his face remain so calm. "Seriously?,Why so up this afternoon,what's wrong with you,you know I don't take that from anyone" "I know you don't take that from anyone,but what the hell is wrong with you?,You turned that lady into your sex slave and you hurt her to the extent that she is the one washing all your cars,you're such a beast,you're such......"