Billionaire Gangsters Novels & Stories

He came back stronger, more powerful, and oofy than he already was and the feather in his cap was his criminal badge. Evelyn had never thought of Dylan becoming a Mafia and the worse part was that he wasn’t a simple gangster but the Mafia Lord of America. She was aware of the Night Stalkers. They were the most deadly and cynical criminal gangs but what was more terrifying was their leader. Each and every soul in America was cognizant of how ruthless and cunning he was.

he asked as he examined me. “No, I'm okay, thank you,” I replied politely. I didn’t want to give up on him because I didn’t know what he had in store for me. He nodded and beckoned for one of his men to come. I stared at his suit. It was screaming affluence. It was then that I remembered what the internet said when I decided to look him up. "BRYCE GILBERT BILLIONAIRE. OWNER OF THE BIGGEST CONGLOMERATE IN THE COUNTRY, ROURMED TO BE THE LEADER OF THE POWERFUL GILBERT MAFIA GANG"

I laughed lowly at what Molly said, although I really didn't understand it because my mind was focused on the fact that the man who saved me and I vented out to last night was here inside my classroom, and it's not just that-- he is my professor! "Our new professor is Mr. Thiago DiLaurentiis?" I heard the girl behind me whisper again. She sounds so surprised. "Omg, you know him? Can you help me with him?" The other girl giggled. "Girl, are you kidding? He's like a famous CEO, and he's a freaking billionaire!" I sucked on my lower lip. Is that true? "I can't believe he's here right now. As far as I know, he's not from this city," I heard the girl add.

Their wealth grew exponentially, and they became well-known figures in their city’s elite circles. Their success, however, attracted the attention of unsavory characters. One night, after a particularly lavish party, a man named Hector Vargas approached them with an offer they couldn’t refuse. Hector was a high-ranking member of a powerful Mexican drug cartel. He proposed a mutually beneficial arrangement: Duncan and Thompson would use their legitimate businesses to launder the cartel's money, and in return, they would receive a significant cut of the profits. At first, they were hesitant. They knew the dangers of getting involved with the cartel. But the allure of immense wealth and power w

he murmured under his breath. Sasha glanced at him, her eyes narrowing slightly behind the mask. She knew these leaders were powerful in their own right, but they were nothing compared to the Hell’s Gang. "First, you’ve got the twins—Jim and Jimmy," Big Tom explained. "They run a loan shark operation. Ruthless, but predictable." Sasha nodded, storing the information. "Then there’s Jon, he runs a scam casino that pulls in a lot of money but cheats every customer that walks in. Then you’ve got Eddy and Kenny—they’re behind most of the illegal gambling rings in the area. Both are dangerous, but they follow the money more than anything."

Just when I need him, he disappears. "Just keep tracking Finn and find out who his previous clients were. Maybe we can get some information on them," I demanded. "Sure thing, boss," he smiled at me sarcastically. Tsk. Maybe if Finn and those dangerous people hunting us didn’t exist, our lives would be more free, and I could bond openly in public with my family and friends. Everything we do is always done in secret. Still, being a billionaire isn’t so bad. You can buy what you want at any time and anywhere. Many rivals want to bring down the world's most powerful and wealthy because they don't want you at the top. Some individuals, such as Finn, turn to illicit ventures in an attempt to rise

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.” I bit my lower lip, “Does Leonardo have some kind of beef with them?” “Hell no,” she chuckled lightly, “They are one of his dogs who help him with his money laundering and drug trafficking businesses.” When she noticed my silence, tension instantly seeped into the atmosphere as she questioned me, “Alessandra, what the hell did you do this time?” “Nothing,” I sat down on the bed, squeezing my eyes as I struggled to recollect my emotions. After a few seconds, I confessed, “One

It was not just his imagination, he had really said those words. He had never witnessed this kind of audacity even back in his billionaire circle in Miami. Heck, not even in the Mafia. “Dante group is one of the biggest in the country. We recently crossed one billion dollars. You would get a nice slice of that,” Cassio said. “You look like an exposed man. So you understand the significance of this.” He would have laughed if he was not so furious. One billion dollars? Primrose stood up. “See you in the car, Simon.” She said, and strolled out.

“I’ll say it again. Do you know what kind of people were in that auction?” “Billionaires,” I say, but in my head, I’m thinking criminals. “Correct,” he nods. “But not quite. They’re men into some seriously freaky stuff.” “Freaky as in freaky,” I raise my eyebrows, “Or freaky as in… freaky?” I drop my voice, wiggling my brows until he finally gives me another smile. “Both,” he says, one eyebrow lifting. “Funny enough, when you have that much money, you get to be as freaky as you want.”