Novel & Cerita Gangster Couple

“If they’re willing to ride down an old lady and flip her off when she’s on a damn crosswalk, they’re definitely up to no good.” “They’re a gang. A gang that is extremely secretive and has left almost no trail behind them. They must be bad. A lot of people are probably in their pockets.” I don’t have to point that out because it’s pretty obvious. That’s why Granny chose them in the first place and spent a long time putting together her plan. “They’re about to get gobsmacked by karma.” Ransom cracks his knuckles again and heads back into the house.

What is he doing? “They said they’re already here?” he replied, unsure. Stan looked at all of us. It only means one thing. We need to be careful. Astra, no matter how good their intentions may be, is still a deadly group of the best female gangsters. Night Train glared at me. “We meet again, Stallion…” he said in a menacing tone. I smirked. “Good to know you can stand on your own feet now…” He gritted his teeth and was about to attack me when a dart with a yellow flag struck right in the middle of the two groups.

a guy shouted, followed by five others, all donning their lab coats in a menacing manner, revealing themselves as the school gangsters. "I hit her. Come and do your worst, you shameless people," Mara challenged. "Really? But I don't hit women. Otherwise, I'd have killed you here for hitting my girlfriend," the gang leader threatened. "It's better you teach your girlfriend how to behave properly," Mara retorted. The situation escalated into a brawl, with Mara and the gangsters exchanging blows. Susan attempted to flee, but Mara caught her from behind and delivered a powerful blow, causing her teeth to dislocate.

I followed suit, revealing myself to his burning gaze. “Well, let her,” I replied as our lips met, the world outside fading away. At that moment, nothing else mattered—nothing except the here and now. To love a gangster is to embrace the unknown, to be ready to cross every boundary, to stand firm even when the world seems against you. "I love you, my gangster," I whispered between kisses, my voice filled with pride. He paused, pulling back just enough to look into my eyes, his gaze filled with a longing that mirrored my own, an unspoken promise of forever.

*Lilith POV* Seated on the table are the eight core members of the powerful Mafia family in the country of Italy, known as the Sniper's Gang, the most feared and respected. We have Deigo, the Don and leader of the gang, and his Wife Mario; Capo Gaston and his wife Maya; Capo Trevor and his wife Brabra; and the gay partners, Rocco and Kristen. After the brief introduction, the merriment began at the large table, and before I knew it, the ladies loosen up and began to chit-chat with me, and I did the same.

The shooter flashed a wide smile, and someone shouted, “She’s on fire!” The stickman slid the dice back. “Coming out again!” And the cycle continued — wild, fast, communal, alive. * Nico Piccolo was in the thick of it all. An arm around two women, skimpily dressed and giggling, he held them to his sides, enjoying the moment. He was not exactly winning at the moment, but he reassured himself. The night is young, he thought. His eyes drifted across the room, catching sight of young Bianca Cruz, the effortlessly seductive young woman who was the partner in the lives of the Mafia dons, Liam O’Grady and Finn St Just.

Stella was already broadcasting their relationship to the world. "The Falcone family takes this partnership very seriously," Antonio continued, oblivious. "Once the docks project succeeds, the bond between our families will be stronger than ever. Miss Stella is a clever girl. She knows how to balance business and… personal affairs." Personal affairs. So in everyone's eyes, they were already a couple. And I was just the disposable financial advisor. A shadow. "Mr. Moretti is a lucky man," Antonio said, his tone implying more than his words. "To have a brilliant advisor like you, and a… partner… like Miss Falcone."

You are really very beautiful," said Nora and Nancy. They laughed together. Then, they all entered the magnificent and spacious mansion together. And they occupy the guest room. The household assistants had prepared dishes to welcome the arrival of the two husband and wife couples. Then, they all ate together, interspersed with conversation. They discussed the AB Clan in Italy and also discussed plans for the future because now they were married so their respective wives wanted them to quit the dark world of the mafia. After finishing eating, Harnum invited the husband and wife to rest in their respective rooms that had been provided. Because they have come a long way.

one of the gangsters yelped lightly. Annie reacted quickly and hid behind a truck. "Uhm, excuse me" Rose who just arrived sighted the six gangsters. Her heart skipped a bit. They look dangerous. "You are that bitch's sister?" the gangster with a scar eyed her ravaneously like a wolf on heat. "Yes" Rose gulped. "Hope you are a sweet little girl and didn't call the cop heh?" one of the gangsters with a malnourished body patted the pistol tucked in his belt.

"Sorry, baby. For a second, I thought you were planning on leaving me." The men at the nearby tables who overheard her shot me looks of pure envy. See how devoted she is? I hid a cold sneer behind my wine glass. To the outside world, we were still the perfect, enviable couple. The gala wound down around ten-thirty. When we were the last two left in the restaurant, Madeline came to my side, her arms wrapping around me. "Tonight was perfect." As she moved closer, a mixed scent hit me—cigar smoke, expensive whiskey, and… that damn cheap, woody cologne.