Gangster Couple Novels & Stories

Media from almost every country attended, it seemed they were almost as interesting as the British Royals. When the pictures appeared they made a stunning couple, he looked dark and handsome in his black Armani suit with his incredibly beautiful and sexy new wife. They became overnight celebrities and found themselves being treated as such they were asked to appear on chat shows and news shows. They became the ‘face’ of the Mafia and luckily they both found it amusing for the first couple of months until Juliette fell pregnant and in an instant, Romero put a stop to it.

Since this woman courted death, he did not mind remove the cancer— the Beggar Gang— from this city. Five minutes later, a yellow Ferrari arrived, followed by two minivans. As the door opened, a squat man stepped out of the Ferrari. He was dressed like a success in a designer suit and tie, with an omega watch on his wrist. He was followed by a dozen or so young gangsters in different clothes, all with steel knives in their hands, in a menacing manner. "Who's blind and bully my wife? Are you tired of living?" The squat man came up while cursing. Afraid of those gangsters behind him, the crowd quickly moved aside to make way for them.

“But it’s impossible for me to go back with you! Can you please look at reality?!” The gangster became anxious, “Are you not going back with me? Well, since we can’t live and be husband and wife, then we shall die together. It isn’t that bad to be a dead pair of lovers!”

Even the old couple and their daughter were panicking, and they were already halfway through packing their stall up by the time Gerald and Raine turned back to look at them. Raising a slight brow, Gerald was prompted to ask, “Who are those people, boss?” Hearing that, the old woman hastily replied, “They’re this area’s gangsters, and once they start fighting, they don’t care about anyone else’s lives! Just so you know, some people got dragged into their mess the last time something like this happened, so you’d better run while you can! Keep the money and consider it to be our treat!” Naturally, Gerald was surprised to hear that. To think that these gangsters would actually duke it out in suc

They were a picture of a comfortably content happy couple. Until they were startled by a loud banging by the door. Windows were shattered and pieces of broken glasses were scattered all around the room. Detective Giovanni Andrews was an ex-cop slash ex-convict. He was quick with his response and reflexively grab on his ready-as-always shotgun loaded with silver bullets. Mikaela, as a former Mafia gangster, was not in any way secondary to her husband. She swiftly maneuvered her robust body through the furniture and found her lengthy silver sword behind the television set.

Andy muttered as he made his way next to me. Narrowing my eyes. Men dressed in tailored suits and women in elegant dresses. The men talked to one another, and the woman giggled as they sipped their drinks. Then I recognized Don Vittori's silver hair; he was laughing, his arm around another woman who wasn’t his wife. That bastard was always looking and touching another woman without his wife knowing. Honestly, I think she does, but she’s too afraid to confront him. Near the fountain, I spotted the Rivera brothers. I used to play poker with them years ago; both were ruthless, both dangerous. Even the Maranzano family was there, a family I once double-crossed in Havana.

At the same time they look at me with shock which later then replaced with scowls. I guess I kinda expect that. Luciano the eldest of the Gambino brothers look at me then back to Hunter. "I dont think we need formalities" said Hunter as his hold tighten around my waist and I let my hand stayed behind him. "Please be seated" said Luciano, gesturing for us to sit. Hunter and I took our seats opposite Luciano. "The criminal is out.What a joke" scoffed Siegel, the youngest of them. His top notch wife sitting next to him. I heard he married a year after she handed my ass in prison.

I yelled at him through the receiver, hoping he changes his mind, but he only scoffed at my words, “Oh, please… Enough of the stupid sermon. You both got what you deserve, and I hope you both spend the rest of your lives in jail. Next time you won’t let me get this mad before you give me what I want. Imagine the scandal that would arise when the news spread around town that the Godfather of the Mafia is my brother, and his wife, Mia Remington is his accomplice. The evidence is irrefutable, I have it all covered. I’m taking you down, Copo…” he let out mockingly. He is standing by the huge floor-to-ceiling window, facing the busy street. My boys and I arrived at the hotel a few minutes ago, bu

He had that calm, dead-eyed stare that screamed, "I've seen more shit than you can imagine." Next to him was Scott Mancini, the underboss, the ultimate manwhore turned "reformed" husband. The guy had probably banged his way through every supermodel, waitress, and socialite in the hemisphere before deciding to put a ring on one. And let's be real; she probably cut off his balls the minute she said, “I do.” I’d high-five her if I could. Then there was Lorenzo Vitelli, the enforcer, the lunatic with a scar slicing across his face like a damn movie villain. The man practically bathed in blood and violence, probably getting off on it, too.

Abandoning his own parents in this life didn't seem that far-fetched. Lucy continued, "Did you see Ginger's family? That shameless, aggressive attitude was revolting. I heard they run a casino, and it's hardly an honest business. No wonder they were so brazen. It makes you wonder if Maverick was after their money. I shrugged casually. "Maybe." Lucy pouted. "I'd like to see what happens to those two freaks if they stay together." I smiled faintly, feeling a trace of anticipation myself.