Novel & Cerita Almighty Imperial Gangsters

And why did I care how I looked next to him? We pulled up to a warehouse, massive, cold, guarded. But inside, it wasn’t some rundown dump. It was high-end. Organized. Controlled. Men with weapons, screens tracking routes, crates being moved like chess pieces. This wasn’t a gang. This was a machine. Deal Dynasty. And Hunter? He wasn’t just part of it. He was it. Everyone turned when he entered. Respect followed him like a shadow. And then… their eyes shifted to me. A tall guy with a cocky grin and too many chains around his neck spoke first. “Hunter finally brought her,” he said, like I was some myth they weren’t sure existed.

“Amelia, you’ve done well. You’re a natural-born leader. You have to be strong, to protect your delicate sister.” The dream shattered. I shot awake. The room was bright with sunlight. I got out of bed and splashed my face with ice-cold water. The woman in the mirror had sharp eyes. All the weakness, all the grief, had been sealed away in the deepest part of my heart during the long night. I knew better than anyone that the mafia is a meat grinder. The storm never stops. The second you show a crack, you get eaten alive. I slid my gun into its holster and strode down the stairs.

Not at all. I bunked it easily and went to headquarters. Yup, we all gangs have a single headquarter. I am still the second strongest gang, and the gang which is on number one wants all the other gangs to work ‘together’. Hell, their leader, Kyle, is the one to make rules in the first place. But we have to follow them because I can’t take him down by myself, and I am never gonna work with other gangs. I got out of the car and entered the building.

Yeeeee….. The gangster cheer….. Vincenzo gave them the go ahead to party….. As usual The Empire Hall of Imperio Pecaminoso had never been built for small gatherings. High vaulted ceilings, black marble floors veined with gold, chandeliers dripping crimson crystal like frozen blood. Tonight the lights were dimmed to a low, pulsing amber. Bass thumped from hidden speakers…..

Kelly raised a brow and pretended not to know “ Really?” “Yes Miss Kelly, he's also the big boss of the Entertainment industry, do you know that dragon tattoos on his body and his neck…. That's his logo, Dragon is the most powerful mafia gang while Phoenix is the second, please be careful, some people are above the law, he has a crazy lawyer and a tycoon has friends.” Kelly laughed in amusement, he already knew about Norman and Archie as his friends, just shocked that the dragon tattoos she found cute were actually a symbol of a gang. “ Thank you so much, Loveth, I'm not a detective there's nothing to be afraid of”

People don’t dare to cross me unless they have a death wish. My biggest problem? The Dogs of Hell. A ruthless gang led by Gideon, my biggest rival in the drug business. He has tried everything to push me out, but I’m always one step ahead. My calculations never fail. That’s why I control everything— the NYPD, the mayor, even the governor of New York City. It didn’t happen overnight. It took blood, sweat, and a sacrifice so big that it changed my life forever. But that’s a story for another day. Because of my influence, I built my own gang— Damon. They call me the Demon of Hell’s Kitchen, and my men are known as Damons. The name suits us. We don’t forgive. We don’t forget. And we never back d

One gangster that is holding a silver-colored baseball bat has blocked their way. He puffed smoke before speaking. “It’s late. Weak people like you should not be walking at this hour.” His mouth reeks as he vulgarly talk. “And you have women with you.” “Maybe they have not known about the existing war. These weaklings looked as if they had just surface from the cave they had hibernated,” says by another fat, tattooed gangster who just came into the view. Trying not to show who they are calling weak, Alpha Lachlan mildly uttered, “Can you please tell us, Sir what is going on?” His voice sounded fragile.

Damien "Oh…… yeah! Fuck," I groaned and almost cum inside her but I immediately withdrew and pushed her away. She screamed and fell to the ground in tears. Ignoring her endless sobs, I pick up my phone that has been ringing endless on the side table. **The Shadow Cartel** our mafia group name flashing as the caller ID, gaining my attention. The Shadow Cartel was the largest and first mafia group to have ever existed in the whole world before *The Nightfall Legion* which was Alexander's own came into existence.

It was this helplessness that made him sound so defeated, as if just uttering their name drained the fight out of him. “Crimson Viper's huh?” Liam’s expression was that of recognition as he uttered the name. He’d heard of the ‘crimson viper's’ Mafia before. Well who hadn’t heard of them before? They were infamous in the underworld , known for their ruthless operations and extensive reach. This wasn’t just any gang; this was a well-organized criminal empire. And it was rumored that the head of the Mafia had ties to the business world, owning some of the biggest corporation's.

I shouted at the screen, so excited that I couldn't help myself, "You know what gets me, though? We helped put that cocksucker behind bars, we helped make that happen. And the world will never know. Now granted, we did do it anonymously, so in a way, that's on us. But still, we helped make happen what the cops couldn't do on their own. And to the world, I'm still the bad guy. King of the Underworld." "It also appears that the rest of the crime family has fled the country, taking the apparent heir to the empire with them," the newscaster continued, "Mochiatto's daughter seemed destined to take the throne, but now, who knows? If she does, it certainly won't be from anywhere in the United State