Gangster A Love Story Novels & Stories

"Yes Jam, You're the one on my list who insulted Amira that I will repay." "WEH ?! You're scary to me! I've been kind to him too!" Jam said. "Yes I know that. You did the right thing Jam. I'm glad I met you, Amira's luck because she had friends like you." He said, "How was your life then?" Charlotte suddenly interjects. The two looked at each other and Ely laughed. "How! Tell me! You owe us a lot of stories!" Charlotte added again. "Dear Gangster .." It started and Charlotte and Jam laughed. "I'm the son of a Gangster, Gun man. Murder, all crimes committed by Papa. But he committed a crime against his heart. To rape my mother Arra, I lived in hardship. Unlike Amira who saw a luxurious life.

Well, I also remember that moment when I took Aarzoo in my arms for the first time, the Last love of my life. I am an orphan. Sameer Bhaiya found me at the temple's stairs, thanks to Bhaiya's Grandma, she accepted me. When I grew up, I started to bear my expenses on my own. How long would I be a burden on someone then after some years, due to my job, I had to shift to a different house, then Grandma died and Sameer Bhaiya started living with his wife. I was also happy with my wife in my second house. I was happy. For me, my wife was my family, my love, my world or say, she is my everything.

I will make her regret why she was even born. Flashback….. When I was with maria. Marco came and called me to my office. He was happy that finally he had a girl on whom he had his eyes for months. When he first saw her she was beautiful. Most importantly her eyes held him captive at that moment he knew he wanted her. And he gets what he wants. He didn't care whether she liked me or not. She is mine. When they reached his office. Marco gave him a file. Marco: finally we have found the location and address of that bastard!

Helping Mr. Gang Leader . Chapter 18: she can’t afford the luxury of falling in love . “Well,” Gianna said, trying not to think about how easily Namjoon could have been hurt. He could have died. “Could you possibly refrain from insulting the love life of dangerous criminals? I would prefer you whole and healthy, and not bleeding in my clinic.” “Careful,” Dante warned, drinking the last of his water. “You keep saying these things that lead me to think that you really care about me. I’ll get the wrong idea if you don’t stop.”

“Enough. That’s it. From now on, there’s no Leon De Santos in my life.” The taxi driver glanced at her through the rearview mirror but said nothing. Giselle leaned her head against the window, closing her eyes. But behind her eyelids appeared Leon’s face — that cold stare, the faint smile that once melted her, and the last words that echoed in her head. I hope you will all accept Qiara, the woman I love. Giselle let out a bitter laugh, half sob, half scoff. “The woman he loves, huh? If that’s love, I don’t ever want to know what his hate looks like.”

"You know, I loved you. I really did. But love is weakness. And I'm done being weak." Marcus pulled out the gun, aimed it straight at Cedric's chest. Cedric didn't flinch. "You're wrong. Love is the only strength that matters." Marcus's finger tightened on the trigger. Gianni's shot rang out from the shadows, clean and final. Marcus's gun flew from his hand, blood blooming across his knuckles as he staggered back. Gianni stepped into the light, voice cold. "I told you. I don't lose." Marcus laughed, blood dripping from his split lip. "You think this is over? I have people everywhere. Kill me, and they'll destroy everything you love."

The corner of the screen was cracked, like a visible scar from what just happened. Nick’s missed call still glowed at the top. I stared at it for a moment, my chest squeezing tighter. Then I deleted it. And deleted every message in the thread. Because I cared about Nick. I did. But I didn’t love him. Not like that. I cared about Vincent. I loved him. Even if I wasn’t supposed to. Even if I didn’t understand it. Even if he broke me with every kiss and rebuilt me with every touch. Even if I was nothing more than his maid and he was the man who should have been untouchable.

I countered. "But you will" He replied with an edge on his tone. "This is Fabio" He pointed at the blond cold looking one, "This is Dallas and Rio" He pointed at the rest two, the one with one hair was Rio while the one with a bald head was Dallas it's not like I care but I don't want them. It's too much for me and I wanted to live like a normal person in college, not the wife of a capo it will attract unnecessary attention.

!" The boss roared with red eyes. Alex Brown nodded calmly: "Sure, as long as I see Keira ." "Let you find that girl, do I still have a chance to live?" The gangster suddenly laughed, his expression full of hatred: "You had to bring the police! Hmph, I can't live, that girl must also die!" In extreme fear, the gangster's spirit was close to collapse, and it would not do him any good to go on like this. Alex Brown eased his attitude and reassured: "I don't want to bring the police either, it's all their fault. Right now it's just you and me, so wouldn't it be nice to make a deal while we still can and then go our separate ways?" Can the deal continue? Alex Brown picked up the money box when t

he answered. "Andretti, I understand that you are trying to protect me, but I'm not afraid of your world, if we get married I want to know about you and be with you completely and fully. I want to face whatever comes with being your partner, Mafia man or not, I'm willing to take the risk, I really want to explore my feelings for you... and you have feelings for me too and now we are getting married, life put us in this direction, let's just go where this leads us. I see the good in you, the kind and gentle soul behind the hard surface, and I am choosing to be the one you trust, I choose you and everything that comes with you, that is my rule that we really try.... contract marriage or not to