American Gangster Novels & Stories

"Believe me Timothy , I'm no harm to you or your mission . You will know who I'm . I didn't lied anything to you . Yes Felix Miller is after me , if he get me I don't know whether he will kill me or torture me till death . But I swear , I need help right now . Please , you can tell quinta to double check me . I don't have anything . I can't tell you who really I'm but you will get to know once we arrive at Seattle. Please believe me for once." Before he could say anything they both heard a knock . "Tim, we are getting late. Hurry up " it was Brian. Despite of suspecting the girl, the Mafia decided to listen to his instincts . He knew she was not some ordinary citizen . She is much more . B

In our world, each gang was referred to as a family. I acted like I didn't hear what he said and asked for his tax but he sent for someone to clear his table then he walked up to me. He stood closely to me and stared at me in the eye with an unsmiling face. "I'm not giving anything to you Luciano so you better leave," He ordered and was about turning away when I grabbed him by the neck placed the dagger I had brought out from my pants on his neck. "If you don't want to die together with your family then do what you're supposed to do," I said through my teeth.

" Enrico ordered one of the men standing outside. "What if she calls the police, boss?" "Give it back immediately." Enrico screaming. For a moment, Livia felt inside one of the American police films directed by Francis Ford Coppola. One day, she watched The Godfather with her best friend, but never imagined that one day she would be stuck with the gangster Enrico's employee returned and gave the cell phone to the boss. "Open!" The mobster ordered the henchman. Livia retreated when Enrico entered the cage. He reached out and handed over his cell phone.

While the girl wipes up the blood, Antonio speaks again: “As I said, we're having some problems with a gang. I'm not going to lie, I was reckless. Three months ago, I saw them like a bunch of rowdy kids. Nothing that could threaten my empire. But they have started to move on further and further from the border, like a bloody plague! They're in possession of a heavy arsenal. I had no idea how they suddenly got these weapons, so I went to investigate.” Again, with one hand, he makes a man approach and hands Giovanni an envelope. Antonio speaks again, with his eyes resting on the waitress's breasts, “It was hard to find something. I had to spend some favors to simply get a name. I didn't think

She noticed he was angry but decided to act ignorant. “What?” He asked trying to calm down. “What job are you into? Just drug shipping?” “Am a gangster.” He replied and she froze. “What?” “You really shouldn't be telling her things, you are going to put us into trouble.” The middle-aged man said but Damien ignored him. Audrey wasn't so surprised by his response, she had a feeling he would say something similar but she wanted to be wrong. “So you guys are a mafia?” She questioned further. “Yes, cute right?” Clyde asked and she decided to keep quiet, she leaned back on the couch and started to think about a lot of things.

I can decide to ignore the call but Angel never calls except extremely urgent and I know it can't be good news. Maintaining my personal activities have been hard these past few days, especially one with my boss. My brother will never believe I work for another Mafia family. No one can findout. It's the only way to save my little sister from the hands of the devil our father sold her to. "What's the problem" I ask, finally receiving the call. His voice is ragged as he speaks, "We have a problem. The food was hijacked on the way. Master doesn't know yet but I fear he might find out—"

As he took slow steps closer to Cordelia with a frown on his face, a young, handsome-looking man came out of nowhere and pulled Cordelia by the arm. “Hi, baby. I’m sorry I took time in the restroom.” The stranger uttered with a grin. Cordelia looked so confused, but as the smart girl she was, she figured out that he was trying to save her. So she didn’t push him away. This stranger was Jared Lambert, a twenty-five year old guy, the son of Sir Luther Lambert, leader of the East America drug cartel, and nephew to El Azul Lambert, the leader of the Colima drug cartel in Europe. El Azul had connections all over Europe and was given almost the same respect as the President.

“You know him?” “I have footage of him leaving your taxi depot. You’re working with him, aren’t you?” He shakes his head vigorously, lip curling into a sneer. “I would never stoop so low.” “But he said Xander Mancini sends his best right before he shot my brother. You’re telling me you have nothing to do with him?” Xander looks utterly offended. “I would never. What gangster in their right mind would ever be caught working with the cops? That’s a death sentence in our world and you know it.”

“Based on your orders, they were all shot in the leg. They are currently receiving treatment at different hospitals.” I leaned on the headboard. “Has any of them spoken yet?” “Actually, no. It seems they are the lowest-ranked in Angel’s “army”. They know nothing about him. Besides, they are all wanted felons.” My ears pricked up. “Are you sure?” He nodded. “They all have varying crimes like drug trafficking, drunk driving, overstaying visas, and even arson.” I rubbed my chin. “Well then. Send them to the cops.” “Okay, boss.”

“It took me a while to figure it out but it was worth every dollar I spent and I believe I have paid my dues and earned the right to keep this territory and the supply chain as well.” Angelo belonged to a mafia that experienced an internal war in Chicago, he and a few of his buddies had come down here a few months ago and they brought chaos into Los Angeles. I heard of them while I was working for my father but they were regarded as little fishes in the big pond but if Alessandro was here, they'd have grown into something bigger.