Cold Hearted Boss Gangster Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Fuck I would rather want to be a serial killer then” “Maybe you should be a big-time stock broker.” “I don't have patience for shit like that.” “Then I will state the obvious. You know Jackson.” “Yes” “Dominic and Joseph calls you boss by mistake sometimes.” “Yes.” “I heard you talk about a shipment once.” “Fuck you have good ears.” “Sometimes you have a gun on you.” “Nothing gets past you.” “You must be some big ass mafia boss.” “No.” “Are you serious? You not?” “No, I am definitely not a mafia boss.”

The manager—who had seen everything from the corner of the lounge—gave me a look I couldn’t decode. Pity? Judgment? Both? Either way, the damage was done. — I was called into the CEO’s office. The CEO’s office—the hellhole of all CrossLux employees. No one wanted to be summoned there. Being called in was like a death sentence. Especially when your boss was Damon Cross—cold-blooded, hot-tempered, with no human feelings. No mistakes allowed. The staff always said the only thing nice about him was his looks and height. But feelings? -100.

“Why are you such a coward? You’ve been in this business for a few more years than us, where are your balls? It’s just a woman. What are you afraid of? If you won’t do it, I will! I refuse to believe that a stupid woman could bring us so much trouble.” “You’re crazy! Don’t you know what the boss is like? When I first started out, there were a few guys in our gang, and they aggravated someone they shouldn’t have and went against our boss’ orders. The boss beat them up until they turned into cripples. They’re still in the hospital now!” “A man should be happy to die for a beautiful girl! I’m not letting go of this chick today! So what if the boss comes here? That won’t stop me.” He really coul

“We’re still looking for her. We’ll find her.” I clenched my jaw, fighting the anger that flared inside me. “You’re all useless,” I hissed, my grip on the phone tightening, my knuckles going white. Then I remembered where I was and forced my voice into something colder. “You know what happens if you fail, right? The boss will kill you. Do you want to be dead?” The men on the other end stammered their assurances. “We’ll handle it, Boss. She won’t be a problem anymore. We’ll bury her where no one can find her.”

A few minutes later. He met me holding unto the collar of his boss. He hurried off and dragged me away. "Miss Please calm yourself,". He says to me. Hearing him say that, I left Corey and baptized my entire anger on him. "How dare you tell me to calm down, ". I turned back and pointed that Corey, " you should be telling your heartless mobster of a boss and not me,"... Corey looks up and hits my gaze......

There were many adversaries, and they couldn't afford to offend everyone. "I have received the information. They're just thugs," the old man remarked. His voice lacked any trace of sympathy. "We could have forced them to spew it out if they were alive," said the gang. " We didn't have to be in this perplexing scenario. Forget it, burn these bodies." The butler would have recognized the boss if the boss hadn't been reduced to ashes by my fire. By chance or purpose, I had left the other thug's bodies unburned and only burnt the body of the one known as the boss.

God, please let Ace find me soon. "Let's go little babushka. The boss is waiting." Every nerve in my body tensed at his words. Who was this boss? Would he hurt me? Of course he would hurt me. What am I stupid? They probably carve up bodies for fun just to show who could rip a man's heart out faster. I shuddered at the thought as way too many mobster movies I watched ran through my head.

"You shouldn't have seen that. But then you have to, I want to tell you I didn't kill him without a offense. He's been going around hurting little children, killing and abusing his family. He's a bad guy" I swallowed and used the bed spreadsheet to cover my self still not able to look at him. "It wasn't me that changed your clothes, it wasn't me" He said, just as if he was reading my mind. "You've everyone for everything" I muttered. "It's.... It's one of the advantage of being a boss. A Gangstar boss and an CEO" he said plainly. My heart almost stopped beating for a while. He is a Gangstar? And the boss!? How the hell didn't I find out earlier?. That means, a Gangstar bought me, and a Gangs

the henchmen took out a shovel and hacked off juices exposed hand"proof for the boss that we did the job" "great thinking Murphy the boss will like that"the second henchman praised the first by clapping him upon the shoulder. " such a waste the reporter would have been..( crude descriptions of sexual acts) I felt bile rise up at their descriptions . the second henchman laughs " the boss himself wants to silence that one but that bi*ch sin wanted to off her himself ..Lucky bas*ard" as the started shoveling dirt upon the mound. I covered my mouth trying to muffled my harsh breaths from bein heard

My voice boomed throughout the warehouse getting everyone's attention and their eyes wide in shock and horror that their boss had gotten beaten to a pulp and dangling in my hands like a germine. “ What the hell!” Someone growled and I could hear his heavy foot stomps coming my way. “ Come how many you want on me, I don't care, I will beat Every one of you fucker like this.” I challenged and the footsteps stopped because they all knew how ruthless I could be in fighting as they heard about the last incident. “ Who the hell do you think you are? Leave our boss before I cut you out like a fish.” Jake’s right-hand man glared at me but still did not attempt to attack me and save his boss. They al