Novel & Cerita Gangster And His Boyfriend

Something about him felt out of place. "So who is this boyfriend of yours?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me. Stacy glanced at me, her smile still holding that hint of tension. "He's a businessman," she replied vaguely, not offering any more details. "A very rich one," Nina chimed in. I nodded, though a sense of unease continued to gnaw at me. The change in plans and the mysterious presence of Stacy's boyfriend's associate added an unexpected layer of intrigue to the evening.

Even though he took the Business Major, his musical talent was pulling him in another direction. His girlfriend for the past couple of years was an on and off relationship because he couldn't keep his pants on. It left Julie feeling like an idiot for letting him in her room that night and fell for the same trick that he probably used with every girl he slept with. Or maybe he didn't need a trick at all, because most girls would open their door to him just because he was Preston Hicks. She thought their friendship was real, that she knew him more than just what's on the surface. When he came to her that night, with desperation on his face, saying sweet words to her, telling her how special sh

I confessed, looking down at my hands. Here I was, selling out my boyfriend and love of my life. I shouldn't probably feel guilty because he brought me into this mess in the first place. He had been working for a notorious drug dealer and mafia lord, all these time and he kept it from me. I know he probably thought he was doing me a favor by not wanting me to know. He was trying not to get me involved but here I was now....in the thick of it. El Narco's money is missing, along with my boyfriend. They'd naturally come after me, since I'm the only family he's got. The both of us only have each other.

"I didn't believe him. But I'm telling you anyway because I said I would — I told you in the car that night that I'd be straight with you." He looked at me for a long moment. Something moved through his expression that I couldn't entirely decode — too many things at once, layered over each other. "You told me immediately," he said. "Yes." "Why?" I held his gaze. "Because I decided a long time ago that I wasn't going to play anyone's game but my own. Victor wants me as a pawn. I'm not interested in the role." Damian was quiet for a moment. Then he said, very quietly: "There's a woman here tonight. Catherine Hale. If she approaches you—"

His curiosity about the new sensation is immediately replaced by discomfort. “On the left corner,” the second gangster announces playfully, “weighing one million thousand pounds, Miiiiiiiiiike Typhoooooooon!!!!!!!!!!!” Another uninhibited blow lands this time on Chester’s brow, splitting it open. The glasses he’s wearing instantly get mangled. “STOP IIIIIIIIT!” Rina screams and attempts to separate the attacker from Chester. “Don’t hurt him!” Gangster number two wraps his arms around her waist and drags her back, not wasting time to cop a feel.

“And what about your –“ he stops himself suddenly, glancing down at his coffee and taking a quick sip before starting again. “Do you have a boyfriend, who is going to notice?” Slowly, I shake my head. “Not anymore.” Christian narrows his eyes at me. “What do you mean by that?” “I mean that he already knows that I’m gone, Christian,” I say quietly. “And that he’s not my boyfriend anymore.” I blush, already embarrassed, already dreading telling him what an idiot I am for loving a man who sold me to the mafia. “And this boyfriend,” Christian says, his voice derisive as he leans closer to me, studying my face. “Did he know you worked as a stripper? Did he let you?”

I asked him and he looked at me and nodded sadly. "Y-yeah... I've known that since you asked me. I just didn't tell you because I don't want you to know and I know you'll take another step on your own. Andy, listen, I have a lot of friends in the Gangster world, I will kill any of them even if I am related to one of them. I will never forgive myself if something happens to you because of them. Now, I came to a thought... Do I still deserve you? My Dad was one of those people who killed your parents. And, as the son of the murderer together with the daughter of the victim. It's like... it hurts to think. Andy, I'll understand if you’ll stay away from me. I d-don’t des— " I cut him from talkin

“Then, I’ll start first. Perhaps, you all already know who I am. I’m T the new leader of Venomous Gang. This is my trainers Captain, Cassie and this is my private assistant, Roy.” Cassie’s eyes widen in shock. Private assistant? It’s now made sense as to why she never saw him before. “So, it’s actually like that. I’ve been wondering who they are for a whole night.” The young man laughed lightly. “I’m Terry. Leader of City Goon Gang. This is my sister, Tania, and this is my right-hand man, Zero.” The man who had a scar around his neck said. His voice was hoarse as if something is hurting his throat, and his expression is even colder. Vale wanted to ask about his scar but thought against it. F

She supported him, as she also does. "Hmm! Do I remind you that Corey is a Mafia?". I refreshed her memory but that didn't seem to mean anything, as she retorted, " So? I don't care, as long as he loves me and we are both happy, his job shouldn't matter to you". My friend gave me such weird advice. It's no longer hidden that my friend is and will always be a die-hard fan of my husband, Corey can do nothing evil in her eyes, it's either he didn't at fault or I tend to take suck up eallof the blame.

He asked for a beer and sat there elegantly all the girls drooling at the view. After some time he stood up and went to the seat the couple was sitting. He sat down next to them and stared at the girl with his mesmerizing brown eyes. The girl seemed to be tempted and smiled flirtingly at the man. This alerted her boyfriend who took her hand and moved out of the clubhouse. “What was that just now? I broke up with that Amy for you and you…..” The man said as he pinned the girl to the wall of a hidden alleyway. “Huh?! Don’t think so highly of yourself… I am just with you for your good looks and money if I find someone more good-looking and richer I will leave you.” The girl said with disgust in