Gangster Couple Novels & Stories

I stood up and landed a solid kick straight to her chest. "Out of my way!" Gina screamed, crashing to the ground a few steps away. "You're just a slutty stripper. You think you can become Marco's wife and the Donna?" I pointed down at her. "According to the Colombo family rules, if I shot you right now, no one would dare to stop me. Yet, you want me to get on my knees? The fact I'm not making you kneel and lick my heels right now is me being merciful!"

she scolded. “I'm sorry, Bianca,” I paced back and forth in my bedroom, worry gnawing my mind. I defended, “But you know I wouldn't have reached out to you if I didn't have a big problem.” She sighed, “So what's this problem about?” “I want to know about a gang that has a star tattooed on their neck,” I described some no further details to her and asked, “Who are they?” Bianca sucked her teeth thrice, “Bad news. They are from the White Star gang, the fourth largest gang in the country. Their leader, Duncan was just released from prison a few months ago after he raped his wife's mother.”

He was married… to Isabella, my best friend, no less. I thought I was doomed. Completely, utterly doomed. Eric Graves appeared, like a flicker of hope cutting through the darkness in my life. I had thought how could I possibly be good enough for him? He was the most powerful mafia leader in New York City, and I was just a woman with a record, nothing but shattered pieces to offer. But Eric told me to never worry about being good enough, that he loved me for who I was. Now, standing here, I realized that I had married the very monster who had made my life a living hell.

You are not Mafia just silly British gangsters but you will know the wrath of the true Mafia] The Twins looked confused as he strode back across the dance floor so obviously dismissing them that a shiver of fear ran down their spines. ‘Gettate discredito sul grande nome della mafia. Portateli via mi disgustano.’ [You bring the great name of the Mafia into disrepute. Take them away they disgust me.] For the first time in their lives, the Twins were on the receiving end of Mafia control. They were seized, cuffed, patted down, and their weapons removed by rough angry hands. Romero’s Capos then dragged them out to a van, threw them into the back savagely, and drove them back to his Compound in t

I said in one breath and I could see the confusion playing on his face. “Wait, wait, you said what? You said a lot of things, you said Mafia guys are after your family, you also said they killed your cousin and your best friend, you also said your father is on the run, what?.....You said too many things, I need a breakdown. Firstly, who are these Mafia guys that are doing these things to your family?” His expression was perplexed. “Okay, you won't tell anyone or go after them, it's the Dante family, they are not what people think they are, they are dark people, really dark people,” I saw a flicker of shock come to play in the detective's eyes.

It was a chance I was to never get it again. "Drink more, you'll feel better." Lino urged me to keep drinking and he was right, I was feeling better. The event commenced but the person responsible for the event hadn't arrived yet. Every time I thought of being stuck in mafia territory and marrying a mafia man, it made me shiver. I couldn't let my life revolve around guns and money and illegal businesses, that meant I would always be in danger whenever. God forbid! Entertainers were making the place seem lively. A violinist was on stage doing her magic while others paid attention.

she waves at him ignore his act of stamping on the floor. The fork gets into the rolled red spaghetti when his footsteps fade in her ears, letting out a sigh she gulps down the whole glass of Americano. The glass door of the restaurant opens making the crowd gasp and scream, people gather rushing to the door, all their movements stop when a person drags another man in his hold along with another two men wearing masks. The crowd gathers around the three of them finding any chance to get towards the door as the two masked fellow orders them to stay in with the gun.

… In the villa area of West River Institution, two people silently sneaked in and headed straight for the most luxurious villa in the area. One of them was big and muscular, while the other was short and slim. Both of them harbored murderous intent. They used to be famous fighters of the Verdant Gang, and they were very capable. “Big Guy, do you think Dustin is really connected to the destruction of the Verdant Gang?” Beanpole asked gloomily. “It’s better to kill him as a mistake than to let him escape!” Big Guy said coldly. “Look, when we left, the Verdant Gang was still fine. Why was it gone when we returned?” Beanpole was the talkative one among the two.

After a ten-minute drive, we arrived at the exclusive club where Alex had thrown his bachelor party. Alex and Logan were my partners in the mafia. Together, we ruled the underworld, an unstoppable force that no one dared challenge. Our legitimate businesses served as the perfect front, keeping our darker dealings hidden from the prying eyes of the law and the public.

"But, we'll need Mrs Martin " "Don't worry about Blessing,I'll handle her." He fixed his jacket and stormed out… Michelle heaved and threw her head back on her chair. She liked working for the two Gangsters even in her next life she'd do anything for them. That's why she'd try anything to find the antidote for her boss. People said Gangsters are cruel and ruthless, but these two are far from that unless it's needed. ~~~