Who Does Daniel Larusso Marry Novels & Stories

He hugged me and I felt excited because my plan was working. “Same here, have a seat.” “Thank you, Liam.” “What are you doing here by the way?” “Just wanted to have a little fun and you.” I lied. “Just hanging out, Daniel was supposed to be here but his girlfriend wants him,” I added. “Wow, Daniel finally got a lover, that’s great, I heard you are married now,” I said and I noticed his countenance changed when I mentioned the word Marriage. “Do you care for a drink?” He said and I nodded.

Mel began, Kiara got the laptop from him as she read through, she looked through some of his photos and got tensed as she saw him standing with a man she knew all too well "What's wrong?, you know him?" Mel asked "Not him, his business partner" she said pointing to the man next to him "Daniel Louis, is he your relative?" Kara asked seeing that they both had the same surname "Not a relative, he is my husband" she said Plainly, Mel and Kara exchanged surprised looks "Husband?' They both exclaimed at the same time, kiara had not told her two best friends of five years about her personal life, After leaving home, she had been sooo hurt and only wanted to forget about everything especially Daniel

This office was the only place in Miami where I didn't feel like someone was trying to put a bullet in my spine. "The marriage is trending," Daniel said. He stood, sliding the burner phone into his jacket pocket. He tracked my hands as I opened the laptop. "Three hours as a husband. How's it feel, Santiago?" "Like a business deal with a deadline." I didn't look at him. I couldn't. I’d spent forty years avoiding the leash, and now I’d let a dying old man and a pretty face snap one around my neck. Lanka Cruz. I’d read the file Daniel had compiled. It was a blood-soaked resume. Excessive spending. Brawls in Milan. Nightclubs in Paris that ended with the police clearing the floor. He was a liabi

she said for Daniel to frown. “What do you mean?” He asks for Lisa to clean her tears before she speaks. “He has nothing to his name, he’s walking fine” she said for Daniel to scoff. “You are joking Lisa, walking, he’s crippled… “He’s walking Daniel and I didn’t get anything from the divorce.” She said for Daniel to scoff. “Come to the office,” he said and hanged up. Daniel scoff sitting on his chair, earlier he heard Mr. Rosalia was found dead and it kept making him wonder what was going on. He tried to bag a deal with a shipping company but was declined, now Harden is walking, he’s a CEO on trial.

"Marco was just helping me understand some of the business operations." Daniel wrapped an arm around my waist, and I felt Marco's eyes on us. He'd shifted into his professional stance—feet slightly apart, hands clasped behind his back. Something about his posture seemed... trained. "That's my girl, taking an interest in the family business," Daniel pronounced. "But don't worry your pretty head too much about it. Once we're married, I'll handle all that." I caught Marco's slight grimace at Daniel's words. Was that genuine distaste, or just another part of his act?

He looked at Daniel like he was intimidating but Daniel didn't even look in his eyes. "You know, it's disrespectful that you date someone married," Daniel says, making the man gasp. He didn't know that Cassandra was married, he thought she was single. "Stop lying, Daniel," Cassandra stopped him to say more. "Come on. Stop this fucking date, Cassandra. Stop pushing my limits or else," Daniel bluntly told her. "This woman was married. And I'm here to fetch my wife since she's dating you," Daniel added, making Cassandra want to pull his hair.

Ara immediately got what Daniel meant from what he said. Daniel loves love songs, which means he is a romantic person. "But I already had girlfriends," the young man added after a while. Ara's eyebrows met at what the young man had said. "So you're proud about it, huh?" she said, slightly annoyed. Daniel smiled broadly then positioned his guitar. “No, don’t get me wrong okay? I'm just telling you these because that's more correct. It would be better for you to know about that right now, that I have no plans to keep any secret from the woman that one day I will marry,” he said emphasizing the words I will marry and suddenly winked at her.

"In fact, she's getting a divorce soon. I'll get to see her more often." "What are you saying, man?" Mike gasped. "Are you planning to divorce Jessica and marry Isabella?" Daniel didn't reply immediately. Instead, he looked out the window. After a while, he finally said, "No, I'll spend my life making up for the pain I caused Jessica." I couldn't hold back my tears any longer. But when Daniel turned around, I quickly wiped my tears and forced a smile. He glanced at Mike nervously and came up to me.

Savannah withdrew her hand, "You are married now." "I…I…" Daniel wanted to say something but nothing came out of his mouth. After all, it was true that he was married. "Alright, I am leaving." Savannah didn't stop anymore and left there. Daniel was staring at her back view until it faded. "She has gone…" Lucas snorted, "Why are you still looking at her? Daniel, wake up. You have a wife now." "Shut up!" Daniel told in a cold voice, "You…you all are the same. You have never wanted me to be happy with Savvy…never!"

The rings were in a velvet box he carried with an almost ceremonial reverence. My heart was racing so hard I could feel it in my throat. "What is this?" I spat, my voice harsh. Dante just smiled. "A wedding." The green-eyed man opened the book and began to speak, his voice low and official, but it didn't really register. "So you, Dante Russo, take Marco Powell to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health…" "I do," Dante replied smoothly, his smile widening.