Beauty And The Gangster Novels & Stories

Layla filled our glasses with red wine and motioned for me to pick mine up. “We are pleased that you’ve chosen to cooperate with us. Just so you know, my sister doesn’t take betrayal lightly. If you are found to be lying to us, there will be punishment.” Marcella announced as she circled the rim of her wine glass with one lean finger. I noticed now that her nails were painted black. “I understand.” “She won’t betray us, sister. I’ve seen into her mind. The Alpha is a rather strong candidate for what we need.” A strong one, as Layla had said. Garrett was not only strong, but he was brutal as well. The thought of his being scalped by the witches actually brought me pleasure.

William's gang ended up winning, and Leo, the leader of the skulls and bones gang, was booked, as well as Natasha, the leader of the spiders gang, and some important members were booked there such as deputy leaders and important pillars And, of course, William's gang imposed a lot of penalties on the two gangs, including the extradition of some nightclubs and ownership of some hotels, and the gangs did so because their failure to do so means that Leo and Natasha will remain detained. William called all the gang members to a meeting, and re-clarified and discussed a lot of things, to improve the gang and divide the roles more effectively, in the end William renamed the gang the Golden Dawn Ga

He knew Billy was into Rose so there was no way he could let other gangsters take her away. “Punk, loud words you have there. You have no idea who I am.” The gangster glared at Gavin, trying to scare him off. Gavin narrowed his eyes and swung a slap at the gangster’s face. “I don’t care who the hell you are! Get out of my face!” Slap! The gangster was slapped. “You bastard! How dare you slap Brother Leath?!” The other gangsters clamored. Gavin rolled up his sleeves to reveal his muscles and said proudly, “I don’t care if he’s Heath Ledger or Leath Hedger. Do you know who my master is? Leave or I will break your bones!”

Blood was pouring down the gangster’s arm. The whites of his bones could be seen very clearly. Parker couldn’t bear the sight of it and turned around. Finally, the gangster couldn’t take it any more. He confessed. “There was a woman. She looked around forty, she might even be fifty years old. Whatever it was, she looked suspicious and covered her face. She gave me a lot of money and wanted me to sleep with a woman. That woman… That woman was very beautiful. Apparently, she was some rich man’s wife…”

she scolded. “I'm sorry, Bianca,” I paced back and forth in my bedroom, worry gnawing my mind. I defended, “But you know I wouldn't have reached out to you if I didn't have a big problem.” She sighed, “So what's this problem about?” “I want to know about a gang that has a star tattooed on their neck,” I described some no further details to her and asked, “Who are they?” Bianca sucked her teeth thrice, “Bad news. They are from the White Star gang, the fourth largest gang in the country. Their leader, Duncan was just released from prison a few months ago after he raped his wife's mother.”

Brandon did feel proud of Cassandra. “So what are we up to?” Cassandra glanced over at the plan laid out on the table. The name LAURA’S BEAUTY AND FAME was carefully printed out on the top. It was a document holding every share, shareholders, employees, and everything to do with Laura’s beauty and Fame. Cassandra turned to her mother with teary eyes. In her previous life, she had given her the salon and while she had not taken good care of it, under her care she went out of business and only came back to life when Carlson had taken over.

The Scarred-face Gang was scattered in this country, a secret that the underworld didn't need to know. "Charice, boss! She's not just beautiful. She's intelligent, too!" Enzo sneered. He was really rooting for that woman. Wait! That rang a bell. Charice! I only knew a woman named Charice in my gang, and I f*cked her once. Just once! "Is she blonde?" I asked, curious. "Yes, boss. Long blonde hair and with sexy body!" D*mn it, that was her!

The man Jack had contacted two nights ago finally called back. “Got something,” the gravelly voice said. “But you’re not gonna like it.” Jack leaned against his car in the shadowed corner of an underground lot, his breath clouding in the night air. “Talk.” “Beauty’s not working alone. She’s tied herself to someone new, bigger, meaner, and with a lot more money than she’s ever had. Guy’s name is Marcus Harlow. Runs a high-end art gallery as a front, but behind it? Money laundering, stolen antiques, high-stakes smuggling. Beauty’s been showing up on his arm at private auctions in Paris and Dubai.”

You're perfect. "Only your beauty, blonde hair, blue eyes, and flawless skin can satisfy Jackson. "As long as he takes you, all my gambling debts will be wiped clean." My heart clenched violently. "Who?" Fear and reverence filled Calvin's face. "Jackson Grant. "He's the new mafia Godfather. He's a legend. "They say he came from the slums and used to be the old Godfather's daughter's bodyguard. He fought his way up. His means were violently cruel.

You know you are one of ma paradise, shawty," he said, kissing my knuckles again. "One of?" "A lot of things make a gangster's paradise, baby. Money, guns, power, and his beautiful queen, which is you, baby." He said, kissing my knuckles again. My heart fluttered again. "I can't get the sex outta my head," he said. Me neither. "That the...." He coughed, making me furrow my brows. "What's wrong?" "Nothing. I think I got a little cold but I'll be fine. Nothing a smoke or two can't solve," he said, winking.