Johnny Lawrence And Daniel Larusso Novels & Stories

“But if you’re going to barge into my office like a madman, the least you can do is act like you’ve got sense.” “I don’t need a lecture, I need answers. Where is Max?” Alexander stared at him, long and hard. “I’ve been handling this while you were too busy playing god in your penthouse.” “What the—” “Dario,” Alexander cut in, sharp and final. “He’s the one who took him.” Johnny went still for a moment. The weight of the name hit him like a punch to the gut. He was familiar with Dario himself, after all he first worked for the Lucas company under Mr. Lucas before working for Alpha Corp with Alexander.

"Losing 750,000,000 dollars is a big blow, and Graham mortgaged all his assets to the bank. Once this comes to light, he'll be in a tough spot." "Fat Lawler, I came here for another reason." Daniel stood up and bowed respectfully. However, Fat Lawler waved his hand and smiled. He didn't say a word but motioned for Daniel to follow him. They strolled down a lengthy corridor and entered an elegantly decorated room on the side. The guard standing by the door stepped aside upon seeing the two men. "Fat Lawler?" Daniel frowned. "I know what you want to ask." Fat Lawler gestured toward the room. "See for yourself."

“They should understand that not every band is worth the fame in Brooklyn, Fame should be earned by real hard work and integrity.” Before Jordan could respond, the door burst open. And there he was. Luca Moretti. Up close, he was taller than Daniel expected. His brown hair was skillfully unkempt, his jawline sharp enough to cut glass, his piercing grey eyes were breathtaking, and his athletic structure was quite commanding. A designer coat was slung over one shoulder, and his smile was blinding—but Daniel didn't miss the bruise on his knuckles, the fresh cut along his jaw. "Daniel Reyes," Luca said, voice smooth as whiskey. "Finally."

“That’s the dirtiest homework I’ve ever been assigned.” Dr. Lawson leaned back in his chair, composed. “You’ll find it useful. Unless, of course, you prefer to continue losing erections with partners.” The challenge landed like a slap. Daniel’s breath caught, heat pooling low in his gut. This man wasn’t rattled or scandalized in the slightest. He was the picture of control, and Daniel couldn’t tell if it made him want to fight him or fall to his knees. “Fine,” he said tightly. “I’ll do your little assignment. But don’t expect me to bring you a play-by-play of every time I jerk off.”

“Who is he?” Daniel exhaled slowly. “Caruso is well-known in certain circles. He’s not officially listed as the head of anything, but law enforcement files link him to several organized crime groups operating across the UK and parts of Eastern Europe.” “Arms distribution, loan sharking, contract violence, and several suspected homicides,” Daniel continued. “Nothing ever stuck in court. But investigators have been watching him for years.” I stared out the window. “And Julian met with him?” I asked. “Yes.” He replied.

“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.”

Lisa stepped aside to let them in. “Alessandro Mancini! Get down here this instant!” the blond man shouted as Alessandro appeared. “Wow, I’m blind, not deaf, Johnny,” Alessandro said with a smirk. “Hey guys, I’m glad you could make it.” Alessandro greeted his friends. They embraced warmly. “Now will you introduce us to this beauty who opened the door?” the man with dark brown hair, brown eyes, and tattooed arms asked. Lisa was called forward. “Lisa, come here. This is Lisa, my wife. Lisa, these are my friends: Johnny Gravano is the blond, Kevin Salvatore has the dark brown hair, and Jake Bilotti is the one with black hair,” Alessandro introduced.

Daniel yelled this time, Lauren was a young man who could do anything he wanted but disobeying his dad, the consequences were severe. "I... it's..." "Why are you stuttering?" Daniel asked. "No, he didn't, it just that I got involved with some hooligans who are running away from the cops, so he used me as bait for escape, he mistakenly split my throat, as I was struggling to get free." Larry stared at her, and now he got the picture, Jack wanted to use her as bait to escape and Lauren acted stubbornly, so she got hurt in the process, is she defending the man, she is scared of? Lauren could be stupid at times, how could he put Mandy on the line, Larry isn't happy but what can he do, the deed h

John was eager to send Irina to her grandmother's house. *** John comes to Luna in prison. This time he was with his lawyer. Luna sat opposite John and the lawyer. "He is the lawyer who will handle your case," John said. He didn't show his romantic attitude to Luna. Luna feels guilty for slapping her husband in the face, but with the lawyer, she can't apologize to him. "I'm Daniel Fetran. Your lawyer." Luna glanced at Daniel. She didn't say anything, and she was sure John must have introduced her to the man with a thin mustache.

“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."