Novel & Cerita Gangsta Luigi

"Boss, our recent gun shipment got sabotaged." "What?" I yelled, enraged. "Who was stupid enough to do something like that?" "I've already put my men on it, and we managed to catch one of the men who was responsible." Giovanni said. "He's a member of the Blood Crust gang." "Blood Crust?" I replied, confused. The Blood Crust gang was one of the biggest gangs in South LA. Why would they do something so reckless? Were they trying to trigger a war, or were they just trying to piss me off?

saying as he flicked the cigarette onto the floor. My eyes followed the cigarette butt landing on the ground before I looked back at him, "Pick it up..." He let out a laugh, he jerked his head to one of his men, "Pick it up, Gavin," he faced me with a smug look, "Is there a reason for this visit, Vitelli?" I nodded, getting straight to the point, "Black Hand Extortion is something Don Nikolai Costello doesn't want in his territory. You work for La Cosa Nostra not the fucking Camorra."

Guilio, The psychopath, was ushered in by Luca and Malak, two of the Don's loyal soldatos (Soldiers). Mica's head remained bowed as he awaited his fate, he has resolved to dying with dignity, no struggles, no unnecessary drama like the ones he had seen through his span in the mafia.

I know throughout the upcoming months seeing her grow our babies will finally hit the nail in the coffin, she will definitely own my heart. I drop Layla off at home making sure ten men are guarding the property. Andre just called and said that Dante De Luca is at Black Phantom another night club I own. Dante is the capo of the Italian mafia and is the same age as me, we've known each other since we were kids and have been close friends since. Arriving at Black Phantom I cut the long line and get in. Heading up to my office I can see that Dante's made himself at home. Drinking my expensive liquor with his feet propped up on the table.

Two huge dark figures approached in the dark and then stepped into the house, his personal bodyguards. I liked to call them Peanut Butter and Jelly, because they’re always together and they go well together. Listen, I was depressed and they fascinated me because they were huge. They didn’t make eye contact, they didn’t talk, until they stepped aside and Octavious entered. When he did, a rush of cold wind blew into the house and Octavious’ eyes casually glanced around the place. Octavious had on full black today, a black trench coat, black leather gloves, black Capone, black shoes…just black.

Knowing the kind of boss he has. Gustavo chuckled and lit up the cigar lodged in his mouth, he took a long drag. "Who was it?" Luciano asked pouring another shot into his glass tumbler. He blew out the smoke. "Some of our workers, who were working with some group of Irish soldeirs. Who paid them to steal our drugs, and inturn they'd sell them and make their own money" he took another drag. Luciano took a shot and when he gripped the bottle and peered his eyes at it, it was empty. He sighed and shifted it aside. "What are you going to do to the workers?"

Stunna was stunned, but he rhymed it anyway: “Damn, your pops, ruthless as he is, is stuck on a female? You've got my word bro, I won't tell nobody nowhere, not even by G-mail..” Gio had to laugh at this one. “Do you ever go to the studio?” Gio asked. “Yeah, I do man, once in a while, though.. And I'm kinda good, but not like the guy who starred in 8 Mile, though..” More bars equaled more laughter from Gio. But this joy was cut short by the unannounced entry of intruders who were dressed in suits, as opposed to the leather jackets and boots worn by Gio, Stunna and Stunna's men.

he muttered. “Who is this guy?” I asked Giulio. “I'm… I'm not sure… I think he works for one of the bosses here in New York.” Giulio trembled, his eyes fixed on the gun, on my finger placed firmly on the trigger. I had to admit that pulling it was quite tempting. “What does he look like?” Lanzo questioned. Giulio sucked in a shaky breath. “Large. Black hair, buzz-cut… ‘Il Nostro Sangue’ tattooed across his neck.”

He smiled warmly at Giovanni as he walked up to him, shaking his hands firmly. “Welcome,” he stated, not apologizing for his lateness. He was dressed in a long black coat that stopped at his knee, covering a black shirt. He was a bit advanced in age and looked to be in his late fifties. He was one of the most feared men in the Italian underworld. He had a lot of power, a lot of information too, and he was very brutal when striking. His name was Luigi De Pinto. “Follow me” he ordered Giovanni shortly as he walked to a door. He pressed his fingerprint on the sensor beside the door and it beeped, opening up for him. They both walked in and he walked over to his seat while Giovanni remained stan

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