روايات وقصص ضمن Beauty And The Gangster

Just seeing me from a distance can drive a man wild; up close, they don’t stand a chance. Living in the ghetto hasn’t dulled my beauty. I take care of myself meticulously. My skin is flawless, and my hair is always perfect. In this neighborhood, I’m the standard of beauty—Jezebel, the temptress. The nickname isn’t just a name; it’s a reputation I’ve carefully crafted. With Diana’s promise of a huge payout, I don’t waste time. I get straight to work.

he smirked, looking at me intently with a cheeky smile. My brows slightly crossed. I lifted my chin, daring him to look at me even more. "Drew Mondragon," I muttered under my breath. He never smiled, and his eyes were still glued to mine. "Be tough, Beauty. This is the reality of your dreams. They will offer you something in exchange for sex. Some are vulgar as they want to taste you badly. You've got the body, the beauty, plus your name is Beauty." Drew's jaw tightened, and his eyes turned down, staring at my legs.

She turned around and wanted to run away but saw a fierce looking monster standing with his gun and she turned back quickly and squatted beside Rowland. "The money or I finish you off?" The man that appeared to be the gang leader asked. He looked terrible with multiple earrings on his nose and ears. His lips were dark and he had dreadlocks on his head. His fingers contain several rings and all appear to be golden rings. He was smoking and he puffed the smoke into Emma's face. The latter choked, staggered backwards and started coughing hard. The gangster stared at Emma and felt his body hardened. This woman is attractive and she's his kind of woman. He would come back to her after the busines

"Go find the Lion and leave me alone." "Damn it, what do we do now?" Another guy expressed his unease. "If this wretched girl had some beauty," the leader of the gang licked his lips, "we could have sold her to the brothel. That would solve the debt issue." "You're making a valid point," another guy agreed. "But look at her; she's hideous. Ugly face, fat body—disgusting. And on top of that, she doesn't even have money. She's truly worthless."

one of the gangsters yelped lightly. Annie reacted quickly and hid behind a truck. "Uhm, excuse me" Rose who just arrived sighted the six gangsters. Her heart skipped a bit. They look dangerous. "You are that bitch's sister?" the gangster with a scar eyed her ravaneously like a wolf on heat. "Yes" Rose gulped. "Hope you are a sweet little girl and didn't call the cop heh?" one of the gangsters with a malnourished body patted the pistol tucked in his belt.

He'd been in the mafia years ago, and the gold chain around his neck was as thick as a finger. Bianca thought she'd finally made it. Her Instagram was nothing but staged shots. One day she was showing off a Gucci bag, the next a BMW steering wheel, always with the caption "blessed". She was desperate to prove she'd made the right choice, hoping to reclaim her pathetic sense of superiority. Unfortunately, she'd just traded one hell for another.

He then questions caressing my cheek after we pull back. "I want to know everything." I breathe with my lips still touching his. "Like really everything?" He sighs and repeats. "Everything..." He brushes his knuckles upon my cheek and I lean into his touch. "You know what I do. Like you just said. Yes, I am a gangster, Nicole. A bloody gangster." He chuckles humorlessly as he pulls his hand back and my face falls at the loss of contact with his skin. I see his eyes turning darker with a serious expression masking his face as he continues. "I work for a gang called Cobra, which is run by our leader Richard Scott. We have several chains over different parts of the states and even in European c

It felt like nothing happened. What she had witnessed was a clear answer to her question. No more innocent denial. Mina had admit that what she had been thinking about her tutor was right. "He is a gangster.' ----------- The green tea cake in his hands puzzled Kian. "Your reward!" Mina smiled with bragging pride. Her eyes, her smile. They were beaming like those flowers that prettily bloomed in spring. The girl, who was sitting close beside him, was full of shock on her face at the bus stop earlier but now she's filled with cheer.

I am sorry to say but you all will never understand what true beauty really is " A tear of happiness leaves Vivian's eyes as she lets his palm cover her cheek. The warmth of his touch soothing her. The crowd goes silent,as if realising the meaning behind Ethan's words. To only lower their cameras and feel ashamed of themselves. "My little Phoenix is the most beautiful girl I have ever met and those who can't see the real her don't deserve to be here." Placing his forehead again hers ,he leans in closer. Making his breath hit her lips. "Her scars are a reminder of her will and I am proud of them." "They show me that she survived in flames of hell to still come out like an angel with a smile o

"I will sue you! I will tell to your boss that you harassed me in order to sign those fucking papers!" "Oh, I can't believe this! The news about you is true! You are a casanova! Nastay musician who loves whore! Put it in your mind that I will never be one of your whores! I am not cheap!" Greg held her hand and pushed her inside the unit. She was shocked when Greg kissed her forehead. "You will never be a gangster when you are with me. Just trust me, we can work together with the song you wrote and the contract you signed to will only last for one year. After that, you are free."