Novel & Cerita Gangster Couple

My fingers tighten around the phone as I stare at her message, trying to make sense of it. She’s scared. Or maybe ashamed. Maybe both. She shouldn't be, not after the nights we've spent together. So that’s it? - Liam I type, my frustration seeping through. You don’t want to be seen with me because of what I do?” - Liam Her response is instant this time. I don’t hang out with boys like you, Liam. I don’t get involved with... gangsters. -Liam The word stings more than I care to admit. Gangster. I know what I am, I’m not naive about it, but hearing it from her? That’s different.

"One of your relationship advice?" "Oh really?" Joe raised his eyebrow as he sat beside me. "Yes" "What's it?" "Look. Um... I shot Charlie" "Charlie? As in 'The Devil's Son' gang?" "Yes" "Fuck. Did he die?" "I don't know" "So what's the problem?" "She saw me. Catherine" I shifted in my bed as I sat more comfortably. "Now she hates me" "Well..." I looked at him. "Don't tell me you like her?"

I was sure that I had given myself out and that he was going to know that I wasn't really his wife. We walked into his office; he took a seat, unbuttoned his coat, and looked at his computer for a while before turning to look at me. The moment his eyes fell on me, I stopped breathing; my heart started beating fast, and I was sure he could see it from where he was seated. He is a gangster who is in the mafia. I was sure he was going to kill me and chop me up into tiny pieces, and no one is ever going to know, I thought as my grip tightened on the notepad I was holding.

But her husband, who guarded his money more fiercely than his own life, wouldn't give her a cent. Giovanni's response was to block her without a word. I heard this whole thing completely tore the Romano family apart. That shabby rental of theirs turned into a full-on war zone every single day. Mr. and Mrs. Romano cursed Bianca for being so blind as to throw away someone with my potential, only to get mixed up with an ex-con. Worse still, she'd taken up with some older man who knocked her around. Bianca fired right back, calling her parents a couple of snobs who pushed her way too hard back in the day. They just kept tearing into each other, shifting all the blame.

This luxury lounge-looking place… was a biker gang’s base? I just stood there in shock, realizing that I had just walked right into their den with all my innocence. My head felt like it was going to explode as Arum’s words suddenly echoed in my mind. “Don’t get involved with GGS, Ayu!” Those words rang like a loud warning. And yet, here I was, in direct contact with the most feared gang in school, right in their lair! And the scariest part? I was already … the wife of their leader!

Rose groaned knowing Lily was right. "Where are you?" Rose sighed. "At this new club. I'm sending you the location." "Alright," and just like that Rose fell asleep again. Lily and Rose were twins. Their father, James was a former member of a famous Italian Mafia. The right hand man for his boss, but left the group after he had his twins. He knew they were his weakness and his enemies would take that to their advantage. Thus he requested his boss David De Connor, also his best friend if he could finally have a normal life. David understood him and accepted his request.

I smiled through it, clapping when required. Then Dante was handed the ceremonial scissors. He gestured toward me. “This was her vision,” he said into the microphone, his tone a mixture of warmth and quiet command. “But today, it becomes ours.” There was a pause, one that said they’re a unit. Not a man leading his wife, not a woman shadowing her husband. A pair. Balanced. Dangerous. When he cut the ribbon, I held his hand steady. Cameras caught it instantly. The image that would flood the news tonight, Dante and Catalina Lucchese, Italy’s golden couple, building futures instead of destroying them.

She was sure they haven't seen her. Soon, the couple stood up to leave after they were done. "Let's tag along," Stella Harris said, dragging her manager with her as they followed the couple. The couple drove all the way from the restaurant at the City to a very simple community. As they came out, acting all lovey dovey, they entered an apartment and shut the door close. Stella Harris and her manager went closer to get a glimpse through the window and was shocked to see what was transpiring there.

He hands it back, "Your sister is fine. Nothing has happened to her." "Can you tell me anything? Please?" The cop sighs, "I'm not supposed to say anything, but you're gonna find out anyway. Her husband..." I interrupt, "Oh, you mean, shithead?" The cop smiles, "Well, you made this easier. Yeah, well the husband got caught with his business partner fucking some Cuban mobster's wife. The guy shot the partner and tossed hubby off the 13th-floor balcony into the pool." "Guess thirteen was lucky for him, landing in the pool."

But it was odd to see his dad still in the kitchen and not in the family dining area, which told Vinny that his dad remained just so he could run into Vinny. “You and Val make a striking couple,” Donatello said, tossing the newspaper on the counter between them. “The media are calling you two the power couple.” Vinny finished making his coffee, adding in just enough sugar before he picked the paper up, his eyes scanning the article and their pictures. “I wouldn’t say I’m surprised; we both come from some of the wealthiest families in Chicago.” “You do.” Donatello put his cup down and rested his hands on the counter, looking at Vinny. “I don’t need any more problems, Giovanni.” Vinny too