Billionaire Gangsters Novels & Stories

A billion dollars was a huge fortune, which could definitely make all the gangs in Myanmar crazy. Although Li Wangcai had repeatedly belittled Qin Haodong, he knew that he wasn't ordinary, since he could get such a huge fortune. What's more, whether Qin Haodong ordinary or not, there was the Jade Gang. The three big gangs in the Golden Triangle were the Jade Gang, the White Wolf Gang, and the Lutheran Society. Although they respectively made money with the jade trading, drugs and casinos, they were gangs in essence. They would not let go of such a huge fortune.

We spent weeks afterwards cleaning up the mess those two had left behind. That's when we found out we'd only touched the tip of the iceberg. The filth ran far and wide and by the time we'd scraped the bottom of the barrel we'd unearthed names of dignitaries and high ranking businessmen and women not only here but abroad. The most horrific thing I think was how far back the shit had gone. We're talking a century or more here. The fuckery read like a Victorian novel, maybe something people would've read to their kids to put fear in them and keep them in line.

Outside, William sighed as he crippled a Balinese cigarette again, wondering to himself, "Damn, am I, the heir to the world's biggest gang, supposed to compare what others can provide for my wife with what I can?" ' I'm the boss, I'm the head . Is there anything I can't save? Speaking out is a very stupid choice, William imagined that decision as if he were walking in the sail and throwing money while the gangsters followed him and they chanted " our BOSS is Edward William James , the heir to a Russian gang is here as the BOSS of our gang Branch and as the head if the SC PLANETS GROUP. There is no wisdom in that. But how can he provide a wonderful life for his wife? Even better than the life

I knew those faces because they belonged to the Palinettis. "What the fuck is she doing hanging out with the Palinettis?" I barked, as I stared incredulously at what I realized were photos of my ex attending several events with one of the most dangerous families that existed–and my sworn enemies for years. Nothing was too low for them–drugs, human trafficking, dark web shit, anything that made money. And I do mean fucking anything. I refused to do business with those cocksuckers on moral grounds, which was saying something, as one of the nicer ways I’d been described had been, "moral relativist." No human being with an ounce of self-respect or decency would associate with bottom-feeders like

But little did they know, their plan was about to go horribly wrong. The gang had their sights set on the fourth richest billionaire in New York, a man who had made his fortune in real estate. They studied his security, looking for any weaknesses. But as they were plotting their heist, they didn't realize that their plan was about to fall apart. Unknown to them, their scheme had been uncovered, and the FBI was on their trail. The net was closing in, and it was only a matter of time before they were caught.

Louise said. "Pepper eater?" I wondered. "Eats pepper. That animal always has pepper in his teeth," Louise answered, making me shake my head. Louise and I spoke clearly for a moment. She told the whole gossip about Joseph. It is said that someone also leaked the video just now of them kissing in a bar. Joseph is rich and a millionaire so he is a famous person. "You know, we'll just drink that pain away. Come with us and let's go to a bar! What do you say, girls?" Louise said and turned to Mercedes.

Speedy insisted. "Mara? Well, my beautiful name doesn't deserve to be heard from filthy mouths like yours," Mara replied calmly. "Did you just call us filthy? You think we'll let you off the hook like yesterday when you saved yourself using the Owlett name?" Susan challenged. "No need to impersonate Mara. My mom said Mara doesn't fight for something she's not to blame for. She said Mara and her gang only fight bad people and help others with their tasks. But because they fight, they're called gangsters," Speedy explained.

Robbert wanted to create a space for people just like him, similar impoverished background with immigrant parents who sacrificed all but their own organs to get their kids where they are today, and Stanley wanted to by one of the high rollers – to play with the big boys and play he did. Whilst out at Chase, an underground strip club and bar for financial investors and billionaires, Robert and Stanley sat in the velvet green booth smoking Cubans and staring up scantly clad women dance around while they tried to get their next big targets to create accounts with the company. Men known to have money to long, it spanned across the continents. They were also known for being ruthless when it came

Rex stood there, watching him, waiting for another response or command. Andrea maintained his composure, perfectly concealing his emotions; he never wanted anyone to know how stressed he was or what he was experiencing. His name was well-known as the great Martini, and no one had seen him crumble. Almost everyone in Italy feared him, and no one dared to be on his blacklist. But he was a little different in the United States; he was known as a young billionaire, and only those who knew him well knew he had signed a deal in an illegal world where murder, drug and human trafficking, and other crimes were taking place.

Anyone can tolerate just about anything for two months. The truth was, the Hamptonites and the Townies disliked each other but they had been using each other for so many generations they became dependent. Like a dysfunctional symbiotic relationship. And it turned out they sometimes had common interests that united them. Like their mutual hatred of The Billionaires Club. The Billionaire’s Club was exclusive and had only two thousand members worldwide. The entry f*e? Be a billionaire. Members of the B-Club had so much wealth it created a gravitational pull and anyone within range was sucked into their Super Nova of alternate realities. A wonderful place where they were entitled to anything the